Risultati Editore "Podium Audio" in Western

In this second installment of the Saddlebrook Falls series, Rhett Bennett is forced to white-knuckle new feelings he's definitely never had before for a girl he shouldn't care about while simultaneously trying to prove to his brothers he has his shit together.

There's no one I hate more in our small town, and now that my dad is his boss, I can't avoid him. And maybe…maybe I don't want to. Because the more I get to know him, I realize there's more to him than I thought. With each intimate conversation and accidental touch, the sizzling tension between us grows. He makes me laugh. We understand each other in a way no one has before.

I was the best bronc rider on the circuit, but being openly bisexual wasn't an option unless I wanted my talent overshadowed by my orientation. I thought I was the only one keeping my cards close to my chest, until our eyes met across the bonfire, and I knew he shared the same secret I did. Walker DeVille may have bested me in the ring that night, but I'd give him a ride he'd never forget.

Three years ago, I drove down a dark country road, ran out of gas, and then tasered a hot farmer. Now, that farmer is my fake fiancé. Hunter Harlow is my #1 enemy. We're as compatible as glitter and mud. He's frustrating, cocky, and grumpy. He also definitely still holds a grudge about that silly little tasering thing… Unfortunately for both of us, I tell my ex-husband I'm dating him. Hunter has every reason to back out of this ruse, but he's determined to protect me. We put strict rules in place; now we just have to follow them. Should be easy, right? Wrong.

Spinster schoolmarm Merritt Harding is done waiting for the future she's always wanted. Which is why she answered a mail-order bride ad and is anticipating her groom's arrival on the eve of Christmas. She's about to get everything she's dreamed of... Except that the Jack who steps off the train can't be the same man who wrote her letters. That Jack was a steady, mild-mannered businessman. This Jack is an enigma with flashing eyes and a pirate's smile. He's too charming, too keen, too perfect to be real. And too secretive. What exactly is he hiding?

In the heart of Oklahoma's sprawling Rainbow Ranch, Boone Adams thrives as the vibrant soul behind the kitchen, tirelessly whipping up meals that warm both body and spirit. As the younger twin to the brooding Beau, Boone embraces his role as the ultimate caretaker, pouring his heart into nourishing his family and friends. His sunny disposition and unwavering concern for his siblings mask a deeper longing for recognition and self-care.

She's my first love. She's also my father's mistress's daughter. I'm Duke Wilder, and this is my story. I left Wildflower Canyon and Wilder Ranch ten years ago, away from my father and Elena—the girl I loved before I found out she was the daughter of my father's mistress. Now my father is gone, and he's left the ranch to me. I come back ready to sell it off piece by piece, to destroy his so-called legacy, and finally get revenge on the land that failed my mother. But coming back to the Colorado ranch country feels like stepping into a part of myself I've tried to forget.

She hired him to help her fix up her debt-ridden family farm... but this hot bear shifter rancher is going to fix a lot more than that.

With a baby on the way, Sierra Jackson is uncertain about the dog with the "spooky looking" eye her husband, Jordy, returns home with to their house on the Lucky Five Ranch. Their Uncle Rudy's health appears to be failing, ranch operation funds are tight, and a family new to the ranch brings with them a host of complications. With all of life's current challenges, Sierra just has reservations about the other new addition to the Jackson family.

Following a funeral, Navy SEAL operator Bernie Phillips finds himself in a small town filled with gossip and traditions he doesn't understand. Battling survivor's guilt, he throws himself into reckless adventures, but nothing prepares him for the fiery, curvy cowgirl he accidentally hit with a bottle cap a week earlier. Despite her clear disinterest and the fact that he never thought he'd see her again, Bernie can't get her out of his mind. What starts as a distraction turns into something far more dangerous—real feelings.

Two adventuresome young boys, one white, one black, leave the Great Dismal Swamp in Virginia and head west in 1830 to see the Rocky Mountains that they've heard about. They drive freight wagons down the Santa Fe Trail, learn the beaver trade, and attend the Great Rendezvous of 1833. It's the first book in a series, as only R. O. Lane can tell it.

Amelia Grant thrives on adventure, sharing her travel escapades with the world through her wildly popular blog. But when a mix-up leaves her stranded in Devil's Peak with the wrong suitcase—and zero clothes—her biggest story yet might be the mountain man she didn't see coming. Fox Miller is a grumpy, snarky mechanic with a past he prefers to keep locked away. As an ex-military loner, he's no stranger to isolation—and he likes it that way. The last thing he needs is a nosy, sweet-talking woman invading his loft and turning his quiet life into chaos.

Easy to say; hard to do. But Kip is determined, regardless of any difficulty. So when Doc asks him to find a missing woman, Kip vows to bring her home. He and Ursula head to San Francisco, where they plunge into a dangerous mystery that will change the West forever.

I'd considered myself carefree and content until I met my best friend's older brother. Brody Benson has a way of wrecking my composure with a single glare. He's broody and crass and far too attractive. As if that isn't enough, he earns more money in a month than I'll likely make in my lifetime. We couldn't be more different. That's why I settle for catching quick glances of him in passing. Meanwhile, he prefers to pretend I don't exist. But then the unthinkable happens.

When Finn and Edith reunite in small-town Three Rivers, where they grew up together, can their second-chance romance provide hope, healing, and the happily-ever-after they both crave? Finley Ackerman left home ten years ago, determined to figure out who he was and what he wanted his life to be. He's been serving in the Army, but when the opportunity to get out of intelligence and go home to Three Rivers comes up, Finn jumps at it.

By 1815, Lady Eleanor Brooke's greatest regret is not marrying Arran MacLean when he proposed to her four years ago. Now, with her father in Newgate Prison, and a scandal hanging over her head, she escapes England and travels across the world to try to find the one man she's ever loved.

Of course, I said yes when Hannah Bell asked me to help her save the library. I say yes to everything. After an accident destroyed my career as a rodeo cowboy, the only things on my schedule were brawling, drinking, and bedding, so it wasn't like I didn't have the time. Now, I have regrets. Because the nerdy little librarian drives me crazy. She has five cats. Five. Her nose is buried so deep in her romance books that she can't see me standing right in front of her. And those long skirts and baggy sweaters leave far too much to the imagination.

When pampered heiress Layla Hastings flees her high-society wedding in a swirl of satin and scandal, the last thing she expects is to land on the doorstep of rugged, brooding rancher Cal Walker in Devil's Peak. Answering a mail-order bride ad was a desperate gamble, but for Layla, it's the only escape from her controlling father and a life she didn't choose.

Of all the ways Daisy would have wanted to wake up in a stranger's bed, having that stranger staring at her from a foot away was not one of them. She cried out and flung herself backward, nearly falling off the bed in the process. It was some small comfort that he did the same thing, slamming into the wall. Now, at a more comfortable remove of ten feet or so, they stared at each other. Goodness, he's huge. He was well over six feet, with tremendously broad and well-muscled shoulders, and was he wearing a vest made out of an animal skin?

Cowboys break hearts. It's a known fact. But my career as a romance planner has me moving back to my hometown of Kissing Ridge—a town so full of cowboys you can't enter a room without bumping into a Stetson. And I don't date cowboys. Not that it matters. I build romance for others… not myself. There's no way I'm falling for a steer wrestler with a sinful smile and awkward rambles. I've already had one cowboy break my heart. I don't intend to make it two.