Títulos em Literatura e Ficção

Journalist Evelyn Grant never believed in witches—until she’s lured deep into an ancient forest for the coven’s annual brew. There, she’s ensnared by three inhuman priestesses: a horned seductress, a scaled enchantress, and a witch made of living shadow. Each is half-monster, all hunger, and utterly devoted to making Evelyn the heart of their magic. But the Cauldron Coven doesn’t just want her body—they want her doubt, her desire, and every ounce of pleasure she can give. Night after night, she’s claimed, remade, and initiated through rituals of raw ecstasy, submission, and forbidden power.

I’ve been longing to find my mate for over a thousand years. When I see him for the first time, he’s standing beneath sparkling glass ornaments, like a present waiting to be unwrapped. A present I intend to lay claim to. If I can lure him back to my lair, I’ll shower him with so many gifts he’ll never want to leave. Bonded with my mate by Christmas? Yes, please.

Eleven-year-old Akash Patil lives happily with his mother and extended family in a small, secluded community on the American East Coast—a haven for South Asian immigrants. However, an unforeseen tragedy in his town sets off a harrowing sequence of events, disrupting the peace within his family and close-knit neighborhood.

After saving her grandmother and solving the Orchard Grove case, Zoe finally settles into her apartment with her dog Max. But her peace is short-lived. Chaos invades her work life when her editor, Rick, becomes erratic, unpredictable, and begins chasing mysterious leads. Zoe finds herself longing for the rigors of D.C. and her old job at the Washington Express, until Rick suddenly vanishes. The cryptic clues connected to his disappearance lead Zoe out of Sapphire Valley and into Charleston, where she discovers a ransacked hotel room, blood on the floor, and no signs of Rick.

'Twas the night before Christmas. A secret was looming. The lust in my heart had become too consuming. Make no mistake, no blood do we share, But my guardian was the man whose cross I did bear. With his icy coal eyes, and peppermint lips, Under mistletoe I stood, no chance to resist. For it was on none other than this cold silent night, That I gave into wrong, and it felt so damn right.

The Cassidyverse is vast. It spans centuries, stars, and stories whispered in orbit, shouted from rooftops, or muttered into a whiskey glass at the end of the world. In The Shape of the Fire, Adam Gaffen returns to the sprawling, genre-bending universe that began with Into the Black and The Heart of Space — and he’s brought some of your favorite chaos agents with him.

She showed up to the Christmas party looking like sin in velvet... and left it dripping with secrets. Tabby and Lena didn’t come to North Peak Resort to play nice. With the fire roaring, champagne flowing, and the company’s most powerful executives watching their every move, the girls are about to unwrap a night of filthy indulgence that HR could never prepare for.

A forbidden MM sports romance featuring GYMNASTICS

When wine night turns into something much more, Tabby finds herself tangled in the sweetest kind of confession. Lena has been holding back for far too long. One drink too many, one lingering look too long, and the truth slips free — she's been watching, wanting, needing Tabby in ways a best friend shouldn’t. But Tabby isn’t shocked. She’s intrigued.

Mona Kitt has it all. A high-powered job at Kline Turner Solutions. Expensive taste. A revolving door of suitors. And… the ability to see the future. This has, of course, afforded her the luxury of staying three steps ahead of everyone around her. She sees future lovers, future opportunities, and future scandals to use as blackmail fodder. But unfortunately for Mona, she also sees Death, and she's in a race against time to save her soul. Can Mona confront her past to change her future?

Exactly 19 years ago, in May of 1992, 17-year-old Roland St. Cloud fatally stabbed his twin sister Edna’s three best friends. The slaying became instant tabloid fodder leading to a bestselling true-crime book and horror movie franchise. Each year on the anniversary of her family’s undoing, Edna reenacts the murders. She is joined by her husband, Roger, the night's definitive chronicler; her younger sister Calla, a failed playwright who spends her days lost in online gaming; her younger brother James and his girlfriend Heather; and her teenage daughter Wren.

Lucas thought losing Eli to cancer was the worst thing that could ever happen to him. He was wrong. A year later, drowning in grief, Lucas meets Adrian. He is magnetic, dangerous, and offering pleasures Lucas never imagined. But Adrian is not alone, and he is not human. What begins as a forbidden MM romance pulls Lucas into a dark world of paranormal romance and supernatural horror, where lust and obsession blur the line between love and damnation. As Lucas changes, he discovers he is trapped in a web of secrets and betrayal older than he can imagine.

love is just camouflage explores the intricate dance between vulnerability and control, as two women navigate the push and pull of desire, connection, and the fear of truly being seen. Against the backdrop of courtrooms, chance meetings, and quiet moments, Jaime and Olivia must decide whether their bond is fleeting or something worth fighting for.

It’s winter in New York City, and Rufus O’Callaghan is trying to make things work. He’s still got his job as a confidential informant, and he’s still got Sam Auden. The ex-Army drifter has moved in with Rufus, and the two men are trying to build a lasting relationship as Sam struggles to find his footing in the city.

Ich konnte ihn noch nie leiden. Cooper Whitaker, den lächerlich attraktiven Profifußballspieler aus Seattle. Obwohl wir zusammen aufgewachsen sind, könnte unser Leben nicht unterschiedlicher sein. Er ist beliebt, wild, charismatisch - und der Mann, der mein Herz in Stücke riss, als er seine Lippen auf den Mund meiner ersten großen Liebe drückte. Vor Jahren bin ich aus Pinecrest geflohen, weil meine Wünsche zu groß für diesen kleinen Ort waren. Aber jetzt bin ich wieder hier - kaputt, ein Scherbenhaufen.

Sarah Burke and her daughter Poppy have vanished. Luce and her colleague, Detective Ritter, have several suspects, including the ex-husband, who claims Sarah struggled as a parent, and her new boyfriend. As they put the clues together, the city is shaken by another horrifying incident. Addressing this new crisis quickly becomes priority.

Wendy Tillis goes missing after an appointment at the Women's Health Center, a clinic that has been the target of violent opposition. For Detective Luce Allen, who returns to work days after her own procedure, it's personal. Soon, the investigation takes a tragic turn, and the detective newly assigned to the case is someone Luce knows all too well. They soon discover that more women are missing.

One-hundred and thirty years ago, an alien race known as the Hunduns invaded Earth. The survivors of their brutal attack now live in space, aboard the Worldship Honour. Now their resources are nearly depleted, the Emperor has called a conscription draft for a final attack in hopes of retaking Earth.

Evan was excited for a quiet week in his boss’s big, beautiful house. He was hired to housesit: water the plants, feed the cat, keep the dog company. But his boss never mentioned Lila, his nineteen-year-old daughter, would be at the house with him. This isn’t a housesitting gig; it’s glorified babysitting. She’s a spoiled transgender princess. A brat. And she’s a flirt, determined to make the week as awkward as possible for Evan.

Since the hugely successful reunion special for their hit show Craven’s Daughter, TV detectives Bex and Sam find themselves busier than ever—but, unfortunately, two thousand miles apart for long months. So much for quickly coaxing the long-simmering spark between them into flame. Finally back in L.A., though, all bets are off, and Bex and Sam are looking forward to some IRL time by the pool—at least until Bex’s sister Vic brings home a truly juicy bit of gossip garnered from her nepo-baby girl squad . . .