Showing results by narrator "Samantha Summers" in All Categories

We weren't just opposites. We were at extreme ends, living completely different lives. While our CEO dressed in suits, mesmerizes everyone with his charm, I'm the quirky, geeky data scientist with precise breakfast habits, baggy flannel shirts, and red canvas shoes. Yet, he thinks we're good together. He offers me his friendship and shows me a life I am too scared to see. But we don't stop there. He shows me love… the sweet kind and the sexy one too. My heart skitters at his attention, concern, and care for me and my quirks. But all my life I've trained myself not to trust anyone.

Keyanna 'Key' MacKay is used to secrets. Raised by a single father who never divulged his past, it's only after his death that she finds herself thrust into the world he'd always refused to speak of. With just a childhood bedtime story about a monster that saved her father's life and the name of her estranged grandmother to go off of, Key has no idea what she'll find in Scotland. But repeating her father's mistakes and being rescued by a gorgeous, angry Scotsman - who thinks she's an idiot - is definitely the last thing she expects.

Suddenly unemployed Cassie has two options: get a new job (and fast) or fire up her long-untouched OnlyFans account. When she spots an ad for a live-in nanny position it seems like the solution to all her problems. But Aiden Reid, executive chef and DILF extraordinaire, is far from the stuffy single dad Cassie was imagining. With those hands and eyes that scream sex, such close proximity feels dangerous. With no other option, she takes the job and moves in with him and his adorably tenacious daughter, Sophie.

To the Green-Eyed Lovebird: We met 15 years ago, almost to the day, when I moved my stuff into the NYU dorm room next to yours at Senior House. You called us fast friends. I like to think it was more. We lived on nothing but the excitement of finding ourselves through music (you were obsessed with Jeff Buckley), photography (I couldn’t stop taking pictures of you), hanging out in Washington Square Park, and all the weird things we did to make money. I learned more about myself that year than any other. Yet, somehow, it all fell apart.

Abbie Keller thought that Richard Bartholemew Benson the Third would be hers forever. That is until he leaves her crying outside her apartment wearing a Halloween costume, having broken it off with her because she's "just not serious enough." So she does what every girl does when she's broken up with: she calls her friends, gets drunk, dyes her hair, and formulates her plan for revenge. It just so happens that the universe supports her efforts and gives her the perfect match to prove to her ex that he made a huge mistake: his boss.

Raquel and Harrison sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love. Then comes marriage. Then comes a baby in the baby carriage. That's how her brother used to sing it when we were kids - a simple ploy to get under my skin and make me stick my fist in his face - but man oh man, did he get the order wrong.

It didn’t take long for news to spread that Tagger Grange was back in Peachtree Pass. I found out even faster when I fell right into his arms—not by choice. The barstool wobbled under me when reaching for a cheddar biscuit. They’re my weakness. Much like he used to be. Rolled up sleeves and tailored pants have replaced the boots and jeans my brother’s best friend once wore. But it’s not just the clothes that have changed. His shoulders are broader and he’s broodier. Somehow, he's even more handsome than ever.

It started innocently enough with a harmless inquiry about a cute guy at a coffee shop. The goal was to get back into the romance game. The search turned into a social media frenzy. #DesperatelySeekingDane was not available. Talk about a buzzkill. Just when I thought things couldn't become more dramatic, a TV production company reached out to me as a last-minute contestant in a dating contest because of my five minutes of online fame. It was an instant yes because one of the three bachelors was a major movie star and my lifelong crush.

Four young women enter into a clandestine auction to be married to the highest bidders. For no less than a million dollars a year, for three years, each woman will do what it takes to secure her future. Entangled in a high-stakes game of money, lust, power, and the hope for absolution, this group of women becomes a sisterhood unlike any other.

I ran from the altar only to land in the arms… ahem… bed of my ridiculously hot ex. Now he's a crazy rich single dad, and the reason for my baby bump. That night, I entered the bar looking like a runaway bride cliché with only five bucks stuffed in my bra. "You look like you need a drink," Oliver says in a voice deeper and huskier than I remember. A few shots later, and all I want is his body driving me wild like only he can. The next morning, as the haze lifts, I remember the shocking reason we broke up all those years ago and why it could never work between us.

As a wolf, my hate towards Hunters was born from fire and blood. What's the most embarrassing thing you can do at the airport? Try accidentally stealing a sinfully gorgeous stranger's bag at the carousel—a stranger who also happens to be a dangerous bratva boss. It doesn't take him long to track me down. And from the knowing smile on his face when I open the door... I know he saw everything I packed for my best friend's bachelorette party, from the dresses to the heels to the scandalously tiny swimsuit.

The summer that Chase Stern entered my life, I was 17. The daughter of a legend, the Yankees were my family, their stadium my home, their dugout my workplace. My focus was on the game. Chase started out as a distraction. A distraction with sex appeal poured into every inch of his six-foot frame. A distraction who played like a god and partied like a devil. I tried to stay away. I couldn't. Then, the team started losing. Women started dying. And everything in my perfect world broke apart.

Hannah: The second I saw him walk through that door, I knew he was trouble. Men like him always are. The dark hair. The smoldering stubble. Those piercing green eyes that might as well be a flame thrower between women's legs. Oh, and the fact that he's in a gentlemen's club. What am I doing here, you ask? It's my job to be here. No, not that job. My job is to put away bad guys, like the elusive mob hitman I've been tracking for months who's now somewhere in this very club.

Danica Pierce has one great love in her life: work. As one of the top divorce lawyers in Chicago, Danica lets her caseload keep her warm at night and has no problem being married to her job, not when love only ends in hurt. When the biggest case of her career gives her a shot at making partner, it seems like nothing could possibly stand in her way . . . except for her infuriating secret: she's sleeping with the enemy.

At one time, Dominic Evans was my everything. That was before everything fell apart. My parents had warned me he wasn't the right kind of man for me and Dom proved them right. Now seventeen years later, I'm returning home. Running from my own mistakes in the form of an abusive, cheating fiancé. With my trail of bad luck, my car breaks down and Dom is the one who comes to my rescue. I hate having to rely on him, but I don't have much of a choice. Next thing I know Dominic sets up a work space for me in his garage; and finds me a job.

A sinfully rich and wickedly hot businessman like Zach Teager has no business in my bland, rickety world. Yet, he barges in like a storm, leaving everyone mesmerized by his charms. Every evening I find him at my doorstep in the pretense of a silly promise he's made to my son. And let's not talk about my boy, Ray who believes Zach is some sort of a Prince and maybe he is. But not of my story.

Watching his crewmates fall in love has left York craving a female of his own. That’s how he ends up being matched to a Parri female through a service to find bond mates. He’s excited until he actually meets her. Betrayed by her government in a bid for alien technology, poverty-stricken human Sara is doomed to be a prince’s sex toy, until she’s rescued on a planet that doesn’t take kindly to slavers. Suddenly free, she’s an outcast on her new home, treated with distrust...by everyone except a gorgeous, kind, huge blue alien. Too bad he’s getting married the next day.

I'm a damsel in distress without health insurance and an upcoming surgery. Zane is my billionaire knight in a three-piece suit, an affectionate smile, and a stuttering voice. When I run out of all options, he proposes a gentleman's offer, generous and beautiful, exactly like him. We get into a marriage of convenience until my life is back to normal. Simple. But nothing is simple in my grand wedding and designer wedding dress. Ours is possibly the only fake wedding where every custom is followed to the word—including consummating the marriage.

Sound interesting? The author thinks so too! Listen to Room for Two today.

There's no shortage of victims in my work with the Cerberus MC. When I first met Brielle Adair, she had just witnessed a family tragedy. She was broken, betrayed, and terrified that her end was near. She chose to curl up in a frightened ball in my closet, and I chose to let her stay there. My own history told me not to force her to do anything. She had to make those decisions on her own.