Resultado Editorial "Tantor Media" em Romance

It has been two months since Emma wielded a sword on the deck of the Lady's Mercy alongside the golden-haired Hemmish naval officer with copper eyes. Two months of pins in her hair and napkins in her lap and trying with everything in her to be the person she was born to be, the Charlie Ache...

Anna Burke presents Book 4 in the Seal Cove Romance series.

Josh: "She treats me like her annoying, over protective brother, but my thoughts are no way fit for a sibling. Driving me crazy with her 'I don't need anyone' attitude. I will show her what she needs, me, in every sense of the word." Chloe: "I am a strong and independent woman, I don't rely on...

Kaison St. Clair has been a thorn in my side for years. When we see each other, we either trade insults or blows. I hate everything about him. If it were up to me, I'd stay far away from him and the entire St. Clair family. But someone is after both our families. The only way to keep everyone alive is an arranged marriage with my enemy to combine the might of the St. Clairs and the Whitlocks.

Smuggling French fashion designs is one thing, but when Lady Kate accidentally acquires Napoleon's book of codes, she becomes entangled in a web of danger, desire, and deception. As break-ins and attempts on her life begin, the gallant Ambrose St. Claire storms onto the scene—a naval officer assigned by the Home Office to retrieve the codes and monitor Kate's every move. But Ambrose finds himself irresistibly drawn to the audacious lady. As they circle each other in a thrilling dance of attraction and suspicion, neither can deny the electrifying spark between them.

Princess Azhara was born cursed. Marked by ancient magic. Promised to an unholy bargain sealed in blood. When the Reaping begins, suitors will descend into the labyrinth beneath the palace—each one fighting to win her hand or die trying. She's never had a choice. Not in the Reaping. Not in her future. Not even in the power buried beneath her skin. Until now.

EMT Matthew McCabe has seen it all—heart attacks in moving ambulances, overdoses in alleyways, even the occasional gunshot wound. But nothing prepares him for the man pulled from a wrecked car with no ID, a bullet in his side, and a story he won't tell. By the time Matthew goes looking for answers, the stranger has vanished. Until he shows up again at Matthew's door—bleeding, hunted, and very much alive.

DOMINIC LAUDER never thought he'd return to Split Rock Ranch. But after twenty years, he finds himself knocking on his aunt's door. He just wishes he was there with better news. Nick is used to making difficult calls in the name of family . . . except those family obligations weren't supposed to come up against a smoking hot ranch manager, his enticing young husband, and the undeniable attraction that crackles between the three of them. Now Nick has to decide what's more important: his responsibilities or his heart.

Malcolm MacRae, Duke of Camborne, is one of the ton's most sought-after bachelors. But when his latest scandal is too much even for him, he decides to return home to Scotland to contemplate his rakehell ways. However, a broken coach wheel strands him in the seacoast village of Arbroth, where he secures accommodations at an inn for the next two nights. What he does not expect is to find the loveliest lady he has ever set eyes upon fast asleep in his bed. Is it a sign? Is he ready to reform his rakish ways?

Thomasina Miller knew from a young age she wasn't like other girls. She didn't want to be a rancher's wife, so she makes the harrowing decision to leave all she's known, risking everything for the chance to choose her own fate in life. Now going by 'Thomas' she realizes hiding her identity is a rather small price to pay for the freedom to live her own life and the Klondike Gold Rush is the perfect opportunity to help her fund her endeavor.

Everyone makes mistakes in life, and mine was letting "the one" go. We wanted different things and neither one of us would sacrifice at the time. Our demise wasn't for a lack of love. We loved each other so much. Unfortunately, life was pulling us in two different directions. Then, fifteen years pass by and I'm putting in my coffee order like any other morning, and I see her. She's aged like fine wine and looks more beautiful than ever.

Jameson Martin was the presidential candidate who needed a wife. I needed a way out of debt. The moment I agreed to be his pretend fiancée, all our problems should have been solved. Instead, things got complicated. Publicly, we were the picture of patriotic perfection. Privately, we struggled with the one thing that wasn't in our plan–more.

Trust didn't always go both ways, and Grady Donehue had learned that the hard way. He hadn't learned better after the first betrayal, but he wasn't going to make the same mistake a third time. Striking up a strange friendship with the equally strange–and straight–soldier, Lake, who had sunshine in his eyes? Grady could do that. He could even handle helping Lake figure out he might not be so straight after all, in a very hands-on way. But falling in love? No, thanks.

I expect nothing. From life, from God, from men. I don't hope or want or pray. Those are luxuries I can't afford when I'm doing the desperate math of survival while walking the tight rope of life on the run in a strange city. New Haven wasn't supposed to be a fresh start. That would be asking too much from a life that took my parents from me and left me vulnerable to monsters. To be used but not loved. To be kept but not cherished. I'd accepted my fate, but then he walked into my life and released me from the prison of my past, leaving me free to hope, to want, to love.

It's been two years since Mr. Rising offered Ever and her men the chance to work for them. They've settled into the job now, but by no means have their lives become any less dangerous. The older teams don't like how many high-profile jobs they get, and now there's a mole in their midst—one that threatens everyone who works for Mr. Rising; agents and families are in danger.

Firefighter Marcus McCabe has faced infernos that could swallow a city whole—but nothing feels as dangerous as the man watching him from the flames. When a string of arsons turns personal, Marcus is thrown together with James Reynolds, a brilliant forensic psychologist with a past he won't talk about. Their chemistry is instant—raw, reckless, and impossible to ignore. The deeper they dig, the more chilling the truth becomes: the arsonist isn't just setting fires. He's sending Marcus a message.

I never planned to live in Elk Lake again, but here I am. I was going to get married, have a great family and career, and then I'd get my happily-ever-after stamped on the passport of my life. But Brett cheated and got his mistress pregnant with quadruplets. Karma was my consolation and I couldn't have been more satisfied by the outcome. Just as I was busy with my fresh start, Noah Riley walked back into my life. I've always worshiped my best friend's older brother, but he never noticed me. Until that one day . . .

Ronnie is everything Jude didn't know he was searching for—wild, fearless, and the addiction he'll never quit. The more he learns about her, the deeper he falls. Their connection burns fast and fierce, impossible to ignore. Every late-night gaming session, call, or text ignites a spark that pulls them closer. With her, for the first time in Jude's life, love seems possible. Just when he thinks everything is falling into place, his past comes crashing into his future. Turning his world upside down. But will Jude know what forever feels like, or will it be too late?

We broke the Laws of dragonkind, yet we live, bonded as one mind. And now we rise from the ashes to burn the corruption from Akalla. My sister threatens to bring down the eyries one by one, driven by a cruel goddess. Though the Houses have no reason to trust us, we're their best hope—nothing will stand in my way when it comes to my sister's destruction. Together we will claim the throne, and put an end to the infection spreading across the land. Laws will be shattered. Houses will fall. Alliances will be forged in the fires of war.

The first time I met her, Jacinthe Gauthier-Laframboise was running screaming after an escaped donkey while covered in manure. It wasn't exactly a meet-cute, but luckily, I'm not looking for a relationship. Dating has been on the backburner ever since life threw a wrench and left me to raise my daughter on my own. I'm finally finding my feet again, and they've led me to the charming small town of La Cloche. It's the perfect place to grow my business as a farrier and create some stability for me and my kid.