amy stories Audiobooks

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)

"Meadow is an average woman having a less than average day. Things are going wrong for her in a profound way; her boss wanted her to work extra on a Saturday when she had a regular visit to her Mother’s grave, the weather is gray and a storm threatens to make her visit worse, her spirit is low and she feels helpless.Little does she know, the events of this visit will be the turning point of her life. Meadow is about to be confronted with the supernatural on a level she has never ever expected. Almost every aspect of Her life will change due to her chance meeting with the Man she was not even looking for. If you enjoy stories about Shape Shifters, Faye, Demons and all manner of nonhuman creatures, you will enjoy this new view of the supernatural, told from an original and unique perspective.Simply His, Simply Bound, Simply Eternal is created by Barbara A. Insfran B., an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author."

Before Amy Wilson caught her fiancé in bed, she thought she was in happiness. Her father was the richest businessman in the whole of New York City, she is the apple of her father's eyes, and he loved her a lot. But everything changed when that thing happened. Four years later, she is back as Teresa Martins, the lady who has made a name for herself in Just a short while, and she is back with a husband, the ruthless Damian Martins, and they are ready to destroy the people who wanted her dead. Will she be able to get back at the people who wanted her dead, or it will be the other way round?.

"I am a monster, Miss Hart. You wouldn't want nor wish to see me..." He is mysterious and brilliant, wealthy and prominent, but no single soul has seen him in person. Well, no one should see him—that's one of his many rules. No one can touch him either; that's another rule. Except for me because I have broken every rule. Now I'm extremely drawn to him. His peculiarity is out of this world, and his beauty is beyond physical. But the Master has demons of his own and is being chased by his brutal past. Suddenly, we've become the reflection of each other's nightmares. I realize that the Master and I are not so different. Is this newly found bond just another uncertain fate that could deepen our wounds, or is it finally going to be our redemption?

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?

Once upon a time, a girl saved my life. I was p*ss-drunk, high as a kite, and about to jump from a bridge. She stopped me. I told her to f*ck off. Exactly how all great love stories start. A year later, I met her again. Sober this time, after yet another stint in rehab. She’s still pretty, still a spitfire, still lights up a room when she walks in. And she doesn’t realize I’m the guy from the bridge. Frankie doesn’t know anything about me or my past. She doesn’t know I’m a former rock star or an ex-junkie. She doesn’t know that two years ago, someone died and it was my fault. She doesn’t need to know. She’s got problems of her own, and they’re what keep her coming back to see me time and again, even when we both know she shouldn’t. I should be staying far, far away from this girl, but it’s like telling water to flow uphill. Can’t be done. Frankie and I may be going down in flames, but we’ll be going down together. Ever After is a full-length, standalone novel.

Some legends describe him as a god, while others say he is a devil that seeks to kill the gods to gain his freedom. They had given him a name... Darious. His plan was to send every demon back into the pit and his weapon was the fury that raged within him. Saving the humans who avoided him like a dangerous plague, Darious was stunned to find emerald green eyes staring up at him without fear. Little did Kyoko know that one smoldering glance could tempt a god and blaze his passion that had only known fury. Surrounded by the guardians that love and protect her, do any of them stand a chance against the black winged angel or the demons that have silently invaded the city? Kyoko finds out that it's hard to run away from Darious when he's faster then she is.

Be careful what you wish for. To save them all a wish was made, only delaying the war rather than ending it. The battle between good and evil has come to an end... or has it? A thousand years separate a young priestess and her five guardians, brothers who have sworn to protect her. A single brother remains with his memories intact, waiting for the time when Hyakuhei, the heart of evil itself, will arise and attempt to steal the very reason for their existence. The priestess suddenly finds herself in the middle of an ancient war, not only between good and evil... but brothers as well.

Just as the vampire war escalates into a full-blown demon war, Zachary finds himself responsible for a beautiful necromancer who is connected to a dark moment in his past. He had watched her mother step across the thin line and straight into the arms of a demon. It was his job to make sure Tiara didn’t choose the same lustful path… unless it was with him. Now, with the demons closing in, the last thing he expected was for Tiara to be kin to them. As tempers soar and secrets are kept, jealously becomes a dangerous game. Someone should have warned her that when you play with fire you are bound to be burned.

Making a deal with a demon is binding, even if you don’t know the person is a demon. Using that to his advantage, Zachary broke the sacred rule and deliberately offered Tiara a deal. He would become her only lover until she found a true mate… which he intended on her never finding. Sealing the deal, his dark side emerges when Tiara runs from him thinking she is now on PIT’s hit list because of her tainted blood. Zachary fights fire with fire when he catches her hiding within the arms of the enemy.