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This complete series contains two full-length novels, The Fall Up and The Spiral Down, as well as bonus short story, Going Down.
The Fall Up:
I wanted to jump.
He made me fall.
As a celebrity, I lived in the public eye, but somewhere along the way, I’d lost myself in the spotlight.
Until he found me.
Sam Rivers was a gorgeous, tattooed stranger who saved my life with nothing more than a simple conversation.
But we were both standing on that bridge for a reason the night we met. The secrets of our pasts brought us together—and then tore us apart.
Could we find a reason to hold on as life constantly pulled us down?
Or maybe there’s only one direction to go when two people fall in love at rock bottom—up.
The Spiral Down:
I was afraid to fly.
He made me soar.
After years of climbing the ladder of success in the music industry, I finally had everything I could want. Yet I still found myself wandering through life alone.
Captain Evan Roth was the one man I never saw coming.
We were both damaged beyond repair and searching for something so elusive we weren’t sure it even existed.
But, when two broken souls collide in midair, falling is a given.
I just never expected to come alive on the spiral down.
Rencontrer l’amour de ma vie à treize ans n’a jamais fait partie de mon plan. Mais devenir progressivement sourd à l’âge de vingt et un ans non plus.
J’ai toujours été un battant. Avec des parents abonnés aux séjours en prison et deux petits frères évitant de justesse les placements en famille d’accueil, j’ai appris à esquiver les coups que la vie me donnait. Petit, je n’avais rien qui m’appartenait, jusqu'à ma rencontre avec Eliza Reynolds.
Eliza. Une bouffée d'air frais. Un murmure réconfortant qui m'a aidé à affronter ce que je pensais être le pire...
Je n'avais pas prévu de tomber amoureux. Mais je n'avais pas non plus prévu de devenir sourd. Et pourtant me voilà aujourd'hui à affronter le plus dur des combats.
Je lutte pour ma carrière. Je me bats contre le silence imminent. Et, plus que tout, je me débats pour elle.
#Boxeur #Amour #Silence #Sport
In the aftermath of tragedy, it’s strange the things you remember.
The deafening boom as the house exploded.
The paralyzing fear as I searched for my wife.
The blinding smoke burning my eyes as I carried her out.
But carved into my soul for the rest of my days would be the earth-shattering realization that the woman in my arms wasn’t my wife.
Bree and I were the only survivors—not that either of us were truly living after that night. As a single dad with nowhere else to go, I moved into her guest house. And somehow, through the guilt and grief, we forged an unlikely team.
It took years, but I watched the gradual return of her smile—slow and life-altering. The two of us could sit outside for hours, talking about nothing, and it filled the massive hole in my chest with new life.
I may have carried her out of that fire, but the truth was, Bree saved me. As we healed, the secrets and lies of the past smoldered in the ashes, threatening to ignite again.
Our love was born from the embers, and together we would go up in flames.
But all the money in the world couldn’t help me when I found a screaming newborn abandoned on my doorstep.
I’d never wanted to be a father. Passing the sludge that ran through my veins down to an innocent child seemed like a tragedy. But there she was—pink cheeks, red hair, and mine.
Somehow, against all logic, that little girl became the best thing that ever happened to me. It was impossible to stay lost in the past when I was the only one who could protect her future.
Which is exactly why, when her mother came back four years later, I was ready for battle.
If only I could stop myself from falling in love with her during the war.
By that definition, my life should have been a fairytale too.
When I was eight years old, Caven Hunt saved me from the worst kind of evil to walk the Earth. It didn’t matter that I was a kid. I fell in love with him all the same.
But that was where my fairytale ended.
Years later, a one-night stand during the darkest time imaginable gave us a little girl. It was nothing compared to the pitch black that consumed me when I was forced to leave her with Caven for good.
At the end of every fairytale, the happily-ever-after is the one thing that remains consistent. It wasn’t going to be mine, but there hadn’t been a night that passed where I hadn’t prayed that it would be hers.
I owed Caven my life.
However, I owed that innocent child more.
And that included ripping the heart from my chest and facing her father again.
As survivors of not only a plane crash, but two other impossible tragedies, we’d more than earned a life of peace. But time and time again, we were shown that fate had no intention of giving that to us.
Remi and I were soulmates. Plain and simple. Our love should have died in the depths of our darkness, but the sun still exists even when it’s not shining.
The secrets of our past threatened to destroy us at every turn, but for Remi, I would never stop fighting for our future.
The world took everything from us.
And we would stop at nothing until we took it all back—forever.
After surviving a plane crash, I was lucky to be alive. It was a harsh truth, but one that changed my perspective on how fragile life could be.
So when a fellow survivor caught my eye, I owed it to myself to take a chance and follow my heart.
Bowen Michaels was guarded and broody, but I saw through his well-formed armor. Much like me, he was broken and lost, but together we found our way through the darkness.
For a brief moment, wrapped in his arms, it felt like maybe he was right about fate and we’d been destined to find each other all along.
But when buried secrets of the past erupt, igniting us both, it was hard to believe we’d been fated for anything other than failure.
The world gave me everything.
And then it took it all away.
It took losing the woman I loved and facing the paralyzing task of moving on without her for me to truly understand that.
Consumed by regret and razor-sharp memories, I’d resigned myself to a life of loneliness until a survivor from the same plane crash that took my fiancée stormed into my life.
Remi Grey was chaos and sunshine, fire and freedom. With her in my arms, I began to believe that fate had other plans for me.
But as secrets of the past exploded around us, it seemed the only thing fated about our relationship was that I had been destined to lose her from the start.
The world owes you nothing. But for Remi, I would risk it all. No matter the cost.
She was my nightmare. Every time I closed my eyes, I watched her fall into that inferno. Over and over, I failed to save her.
I hadn’t been able to reach her, and the guilt only burned hotter over time. Four years later, I was the unreachable one.
Heroes aren’t always saints. Sometimes, we’re nothing more than jaded sinners driven by sleepless nights and hearts full of darkness.
And then I met her. She was a dreamer who managed to soothe my scars and heal my wounds.
But, as the flames closed in around us, I feared I wasn’t the right man to save her. That is until I realized she was the one woman I’d burn the world down to protect.
When I was nineteen years old, I was faced with a choice that changed my life.
Keep the safety of what I already knew or risk losing everything with the young, hotheaded soldier who stole my heart.
I chose the wrong man, and for seventeen years, I paid in tears, blood, and shattered dreams for that decision.
Now, there’s a man in my house, holding a gun to my head on the order of my ex-husband—given from his prison cell.
That hotheaded soldier I was too afraid to choose? He’s now a six-foot-three wall of muscle who works at the country’s most premier bodyguard agency. I’ve always wanted him, but now, I’ve never needed him more.
It’s the call I’m terrified to make.
I’m sure he still hates me… Even though I’ve never stopped loving him.
Shane Warren was the most charming, gorgeous, and witty guy I'd ever met. So imagine my surprise when my one-night stand turned out to be my neighbor and the man I'd been hired to replace. It was hard to feel neighborly or professional while sneaking out of his bedroom in the morning, but that didn't stop me from coming back for more.
I wasn't looking for a relationship, but Shane made it hard to resist.
Why did his teasing shoulder kisses sweep me off my feet?
Why did every small gesture he made have such a major impact on my heart?
And most of all, why did he hold me like he never wanted to let go?
When it came to losing his career, Shane wasn't going down without a fight.
But neither was I--even if I was falling in love with him.
Bottom line: If I wanted my dream job, it meant stealing it from the man of my dreams--and ultimately risking losing them both.
L’ombre du passé est une romance passionnée, torturée, déchirante mais aussi pleine d'humour. Une chose est sûre, l'histoire de Charlotte et de Porter ne vous laissera pas indifférent.
Entre ses études de médecine et sa vie de mère célibataire, la vie de Charlotte Mills ne ressemble pas vraiment à ce qu'elle s'était imaginé.
Heureusement elle peut compter sur son fils Lucas, son rayon de soleil. Du moins jusqu'à ce jour maudit où la lumière fait place à l'obscurité et aux regrets.
Voilà dix ans que Charlotte vit dans l'ombre du passé.
Il a suffi de quelques mots pour bouleverser sa vie. Il en faudra cinq autres, prononcés d'un ton grave et râpeux, pour lui redonner espoir. « Salut. Je suis Porter Reese. »
Se remettant à peine de la mort de sa femme, Porter a besoin de l'aide du docteur Mills pour sauver son fils. Mais malgré leur connexion instantanée, entre eux, rien n'est facile.
Et s'ils se rendaient compte qu'ils ont plus en commun que l'attirance qu'ils éprouvent l'un pour l'autre ?
Quand deux êtres se rencontrent dans l'obscurité, se reconnaissent, se donnent la main pour se diriger ensemble vers la lumière.
#Romance - #Angsty - #Père célibataire
"L'ombre du passé est une romance unique qui traite de sujets difficiles avec brio."