Romance Audiobooks

“Marry me? Aren’t you scared of death?”Rumor has it Eliljah Moses is a jinx to everyone close to him, that his ill fate was the reason both his sisters and three fiancees had all died.Sally Summers married him with no expectations, and was ready to embrace death should it come for her.Initially she thought she would have to care for him, but little did she expect to be pampered to the nines by him.In his words, “She’s my woman, only I can bully her.”He also said, “Whoever dares to touch my woman, I’ll be sure to make their lives a living hell.”He even said, “My woman will bear me a pile of children!”

Shayla Heart is a 27-year-old, fiercely independent young woman with aspirations of becoming an architect. After months of unsuccessful job interviews, her luck changes when she lands a job at Cult Designs--one of the worlds most prestigious architectural firms in London. A night out with her two best friends to celebrate her brand new job quickly gets out of hand when she finds herself in Las Vegas, hungover, with no memory and married to none other than Tristan Cole Hoult -- the dashingly handsome and charming stranger she meets at the club. The meaningless, wild, one-night-stand Shayla was hoping for turns out to be more than she ever bargained for. Voted one of the best and relatable love stories you will ever read. Shayla and Cole's fierce love will suck you in and grip you till the very end. You'll laugh with them...cry with them...and feel every heart flutter along the way. (The Accidental Wife: 151 Chapters & The sequel Love Me Again: 131 Chapters)

The most important two words for this Wrangler’s Creek rodeo cowboy? I do... Lucian Granger isn’t winning any Mr. Cowboy Congeniality awards. Known to his small Texas town as “Lucifer,” Lucian is determined to win his final rodeo. But the willful, handsome rancher is also a demanding pain in everyone’s rear. Only this time, he’s gone a bit too far, and now he has to clean up his image...by walking down the aisle. But who would ever agree to be Mrs. Lucifer? Lucian values his assistant Karlee O’Malley more than anyone else, but marry her? Even just for the summer? And yet, from the moment they kiss, the dust storm hits the corral. Big-time. Before long, his family is out of control and Lucian risks losing the business, the ranch...and the one woman worth becoming a better man for.

Everyone in the upper echelons of society knows that Lewis Alvarez has someone he cherishes like a priceless treasure. He allows her to spend money like it was nothing, flies into a rage at the slightest insult to her, and would willingly sacrifice his life for her. However, those same people also know that Lewis was married to someone else. She’s a mute woman who might as well doesn’t exist. She was only a fragile flower that relied on Lewis to survive.At least, that’s what Lewis thinks of his wife, Josephine Vance. That is until the day she hands him a divorce agreement. That’s what breaks his cool aloofness.

Adair MacLaine was sunshine and the storm. Emerald-green eyes and attitude, I fell for her the moment we met and hated her just as quickly. Five years ago, tragedy brought her to my door and sparked a love that consumed us like wildfire-hot, unpredictable, and impossible to control. We raged together until her father made her choose between me and the family name. I left. She stayed. I'm no longer the poor kid that lost her. I've made myself into a man that won't be ignored. Now her father is dead, the MacLaine empire is crumbling, and Adair's inheritance depends on the company's largest investor: me . *** My whole life changed the night I met Sterling Ford. Brilliant and intense, he came to Valmont with nothing but a scholarship and a chip on his shoulder. He was a grenade and I wanted to pull the pin. We were doomed from the first kiss. I've waited for my chance to seize my freedom and now it's finally in reach-until the last person I ever wanted to see again walks into my father's funeral: him . From New York Times bestselling author Geneva Lee comes the first chapter in an emotional, breathtaking love story that will leave you obsessed and begging for more.

My name is Daniella Larson, and my life is in danger.My husband, Zachary Douglas, is trying to poison me, and my children might not be truly mine. On top of that, my housekeeper, Sharon Meyer, is not really my housekeeper but a spy sent to track my every move. Now that the game has reached a stalemate, there is only one way to escape. I might not know much about the circumstances surrounding my predicament, but I do know that failure is not an option. If I don't act now, I could lose my chance forever. This is my one and only shot.

A family crisis brings him home… Just in time for Christmas Cattleman Callen Laramie has no intention of returning to his hometown of Coldwater, Texas, until a Christmas wedding and a family secret convince him he has no choice. And when he’s reunited with his childhood crush, the girl who’d always been off-limits, Callen knows leaving might not be so easy this time. Shelby McCall is as pretty as a Christmas snowfall, and Callen wants to kiss her under the mistletoe…and the Christmas tree… and the stars. But once Shelby knows the whole truth behind this homecoming, will their holiday fling come to an abrupt end? Or will she accept the gift of his heart?

Stephanie Drew's life is a mess. I. Her stepmother and stepsister have been trying to sabotage her life for years. II. Navigating her university life, she also has to sell adult products to support herself financially. III. Out of nowhere, she finds out she has a fiancé, the icy-cold Daniel. IV. Oh wait, there’s more - Daniel has an uncle, Denver - the polar opposite of his nephew, an even bigger pain in the ass. "What's wrong with you, Denver, she's my fiancée." "Oh dear nephew, remember, things that I marked are off-limits to others!" "'Remember' my ass!" Stephanie sneers at the two of them. "I’m a person, not an object."

At a party on a rival college campus, I drunkenly stumble into a bathroom just as a tall, muscular man steps out of the shower...naked. Instead of fleeing, I stay put and end up having the hottest bathroom hookup with someone whose name I don’t know. Because I’m still in the closet, I don’t talk about what happened that night, glad that it was with a guy who doesn’t live in the same town. But come Monday morning, the naked man from the bathroom strolls into the locker room and locks eyes with me. Dominic is new to campus and threatening my spot on the team, which makes me hate him. It’s too bad I loved everything he said and did to me the night we met, but I can’t let him get to me with his cocky smirks and filthy words. I have to focus on keeping my position and making sure nobody finds out about us. He’s arrogant where I’m modest. I’m docile where he’s domineering. We’re complete opposites, so it could never work, but being with him makes me want to break free from the chains that have kept me in the closet, because he’s also the firm hand to my wavering confidence and I’m the moth drawn to his flame.

Do you see that woman holding a foreclosure notice in her hand and a screaming toddler at her feet? She doesn’t look happy, does she? Spoiler alert: she’s not. And it has nothing to do with the peanut butter and jelly sandwich she found in her couch cushions this morning, or that fact that her kid’s favorite words is c&#$. I’ll let you put the letters with the rest of that word, but, to fully to understand my frustration, you have to go back two weeks. That’s when my husband of six years died of a heart attack. And I’m not sad about it. Before you go thinking I’m an emotionless shit, understand that I was sad. Was being the key word.You see, dear friends, in those fifteen days since my husband died, I’ve met his girlfriend, who’s befriended me and to top it all off, it turns out, infidelity wasn’t the only thing he’s guilty of. He hadn’t paid our bills in four months.Now I’m forced to rent out the room above our garage. But there’s a hitch. The guy that rents it?My one-night stand from the night I found out my deceased husband had been cheating on me.The problem? He’s a college baseball player. And let me tell you, sister. Cason Reins, his name should come with a surgeon general warning. He’s everything I don’t need in my life. Not only does he walk around shirtless, have a dirty mind, that’s not the worst part. What is it, you ask? Other than him befriending my toddler? He knows how to throw a curve ball. He wants to… gulp . Date. Me.Now what the hell am I supposed to do?