Resultados narrador por "Xander Marceaux" en Todas las categorias

I need a bride, and Cinderella is perfect to play the part… The beauty crashed my friend's wedding, called me a beast… and ran. But I always find what I want. And I want her. Turns out she's my mentor's daughter. Her curves are so off-limits! So to keep her close, I give her a job. And make her an offer she can't refuse. All she needs to do is parade on my arm as my fake fiancée. And I get to be CEO. Playing pretend? Easy AF. Playing by the rules? Hard as hell.

I know I shouldn't want the girl next door. It's not fitting for a single dad or a fertility doctor of my reputation. Plus, I need a nanny… last minute. She's the only one who can help me out. When I finally work up the nerve to ask her, she's out on the driveway arguing with her parents. Something about her having a fiancé? Damn…But then they're all looking at me. And I'm suddenly accidentally fake engaged!?! So I'll play her fiancé.

On the worst day of my life, I let Anton Stepanov save me. One night of freedom—that’s all he offered. But what he ended up taking was so much more.

After two years of culinary grind, I was about to land my dream job. Nothing, absolutely nothing, could dampen my spirits. Or so I thought... until fate decided to hit me with a dirty little plot twist. My cozy, one-bedroom cabin rental is double-booked. With whom, you ask? None other than my ex, the NHL star with a knack for making headlines from his off-field conquests since we called it quits.

The heart-stopping final installment in the Secrets of the Faerie Crown series! What do I want? Once, I thought it was an easy question. Blood. Vengeance. But with every beat of my heart, the truth becomes more painfully clear. I want to live. The promises of prophecy press in on Veyka Pendragon...

Our plan? Fake an engagement, have a showy wedding, solve our little problems, then amicably split. It's simple: I keep my B&B, and he shows his team he's serious about cleaning up his act. Perfect, right? But Jake doesn't know how to do things by halves.

The thrilling third installment in the Secrets of the Faerie Crown series! Some of us aren't meant to be happy. I was foolish to think I deserved it. The darkness is coming for Annwyn. Veyka Pendragon must stand with her friends spread across the realms, her mate lost to her, her heart in shreds...

My BFF pulled a bait-and-switch on me. Instead of drinks with the girls, I'm at this bar to meet a blind date. "He's nice and normal and handsome!" she promises. Only one of those three is correct. Yakov Kulikov is as gorgeous as they come—and ten times as dangerous. Sparks ignite, but this is no meet-cute. It's a prison sentence. Turns out Mr. Tall, Dark, and Brooding is in charge of the Kulikov Bratva. And now that I've caught his attention, he insists I need his protection. Kidnapped by a hot mob boss—most girls' dream, right? Wrong.

She was never meant to be Queen, but Veyka Pendragon sits on the throne nonetheless, High Queen of Annwyn, Protector of the faerie realm. And at her side? The male who was once her enemy, then her ally, and now, something else entirely. The secret she tried so hard to protect was a lie. So was the brother she loved so dearly. She can hardly trust the reality she sees with her own two eyes, let alone the feelings burning in her chest—feelings that she swore she'd never feel again.

When the Velasco family's top hitwoman shows up in New York, I plan on finding out exactly why. Amalia might be gorgeous, as well as lethal, but if she's here to negotiate terms to use our ports for her family's filthy crimes? I don't need to hear what she has to say; it's a no. It will always be a no. But the longer I tail her—and the guard dog she brought along—the more I realize something's off.

I may have left her, but I'm never letting her go. Lucas: "You do not get involved with your asset." The first rule of being a bodyguard. I broke my oath to my Chieftain by sleeping with his daughter. But when I receive word that she's been kidnapped, I'm on the first jet home. Saving Catriona is the only thing that matters.

When you're always the bridesmaid, never the bride… Until accidentally getting hitched in Vegas. To the silver fox you bought. For. One. Whole. Night. It started with a wild hen party at a charity reverse auction. And ended with me wedded and bedded by the hot, older stranger on stage...

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. 

What would you do if your father gave away your hand in marriage to settle a gambling debt without your knowledge? Mine did exactly that. But I didn't get married, I conked the guy on the head, kicked my heels off, and hiked up my skirt. 'Chubby legs don't fail me now' is what I muttered just before I fled the little Woodland Church. The only problem is that I may have fled the flames but I jumped right into the fire when I threw myself in the middle of a lonely road into the path of an oncoming car.

Before starting my NFL career, I flew into the city closest to the town I'd call home. I booked a room, went out to grab a bite, and ended up talking football with the locals, who had no clue who I was. Oh yeah, and I had a few too many drinks. As the night wore on, everything became a little...

When your ex cheats, you don't cry—you get even. Like accidentally sleeping with his silver fox, older brother. And showing up to the wedding. On. His. Arm. My ex cheated right before our vacation, so I took the flight alone. And ended up in the first-class suite of a ridiculously hot, older...

The man my father sent to protect me is driving me crazy in all the wrong ways... and all the right ones. Some psycho my dad testified against just escaped from prison. I don't think I need protection. But, of course, my dad sends a bodyguard to my house anyway. Enter Clay Dover. The first time...

We loved each other under the guise of friendship, but we always knew it was more. I thought our bond was unbreakable. Until he broke it. Lance betrayed me when I needed him most, all just to become our boss' golden boy. Now, all I want is to escape him and the heartbreak of his betrayal. So when an opportunity outside of our team arises, I volunteer. My mission is simple: seduce the secrets out of the handsome billionaire, then report back to headquarters. Except his unexpected charming smile has me thinking…Maybe it's time to disappear into a new life.

The MacTavish men are wild and passionate. They marry for love. I don't. I may be a MacTavish, but it's not an emotion I'm capable of, one I don't understand. So, if someone in my clan must agree to an arranged marriage, it might as well be me. The bride being pulled down the aisle to me is beautiful, and terrified. But she's got a stubborn tilt to her jaw that's making me think she's not giving up so easily.

Connor Lockhart is gorgeous, grumpy, and about as charming as a brick wall. He's also—plot twist—my new boss. Our first meeting? A total disaster. I'm late for a major panel at a gaming convention, standing in line for a burrito, and the guy in front of me is treating the menu like it's a gourmet tasting. I ask if I can cut. He says no—like I asked for his social security number. I may or may not have dumped super spicy salsa all over his precious order. Fast forward: that burrito snob? Now signs my paychecks. At the company of my dreams. Dream job. Nightmare boss.