Resultado Editorial "Podium Audio" em Literatura e Ficção

I've always known I was different. My name is Seven Grey, and I hang out with dead people. Yes, Seven like the number, and yes… literal dead people. I'm the only mortician in a small town tucked away in backwoods Maine, and I've known this was my dream job since the day they asked us on our first day of Kindergarten. I know who I am, and I don't apologize for it. Death is just different for me, which is why my second job works even better than my first. They call me "The Cleaning Lady".

After 17 isekai tours, Kaito D. Smith takes the most dangerous job yet: HR for gods. At DIP, a planet-sized office at the center of everything, his days are a blur of cosmic request forms, compliance rituals, and simulation chambers where "orientation" involves dodging meteorites in business casual.

Mega influencer Arby Kate's murder shocked the world when five masked men ended her livestream… and her life. Now, months later, her sister Juno Kate is obsessed with revenge, turning to the dark web for vigilante justice. Arrow Finn, Juno's best friend and hopelessly devoted secret admirer, panics when he discovers her dangerous plan—thanks to the spy software he's secretly installed on her computer. Determined to protect her, Arrow poses as an online masked vigilante expert to help Juno track down the killers.

After establishing the Society of Assured Prosperity and successfully disguising his insurance business as a charity, Willem heads to the capital of the kingdom to expand into a new market....

After a disastrous relationship, my heart is closed to men—especially smoldering hot hockey players. Only problem? James Adler, star player of the New York Raptors, hasn't received the memo. He flirts with me like it's a full-time job, but I'm not about to fall for his charm—no matter how many abs he sports.

My newest therapy client is the definition of a DILF. His distractingly handsome face is all to blame for my mess-up. If that wasn't bad enough, now I'm practically stalking the murderous golden retriever. Can he even hear me arguing for pottery classes over the electric carver? Oh, it's a bone saw? My mistake.

Tyson Dawes is back from the dead! Broke, lost, and more pissed off than ever. Once the legendary leader of Silken Sands, Tyson's name echoed across the multiverse as the Windowpuncher, the man who tore down the Church of BuyMort and carved out an affiliate that stood for more than just profit margins. But that was a century ago. Betrayed, left to rot in the void, and stripped of everything, Tyson wakes to find his empire gone, his legacy twisted, and the people he cared about most lost to time. But Tyson isn't one to stay down for long.

What's a country superstar to do when her ex betrays her, steals all her songs, and makes up lies for the media to salivate over? Escape to a deserted Alaskan island. Key word: deserted. Turns out the island isn't as deserted as Aurelia Halifax has been led to believe, and she's surprised by the arrival of Haydn Forrester—who is less than happy to discover her asleep in his bed. And when an unexpected summer storm hits, they're stranded together until it passes.

An all-expenses-paid autumn break in the mountains at a luxury art retreat? As a broke single mom, I can't believe my luck. Until my boss's whirlwind son crashes my private cabin. Charlie is my work problem, the rockstar Creative Director with a Kickstarter addiction and a charmed life. The man I can't stand… or stop thinking about. For two years, I've hidden my feelings. But as we explore the experimental art classes, small-town magic, and the wilderness, truths are exposed. Heat turns up and fake dating turns real.

Known as the man who introduced rosé to the US, legendary wine importer Kermit Lynch is as lauded for his writing as he is for his impeccable taste in wines. In his debut novel, Lynch presents Kendrick Thomas, an easygoing American wine merchant happily residing in Provence. Ever eager to visit old friends and enjoy all the gastronomic pleasures available in France, he often finds himself on the doorstep of Henri Poupon. Built as ruggedly as a boxer, thick of finger and feature, Poupon is as physically untamed and earthy as his skill as a chef is delicate and exquisite.

I'm willing to admit that I shouldn't read spicy scenes in public. But in my defense, the opportunity rarely rises elsewhere. As a single mom and farm owner, my time is stretched thinner than horse hair. Besides, I'd reached a pivotal peak in the story and couldn't put it down. That is, until someone bumps into me. My phone launches into the air like a base hit, but the device is caught before smashing into the ground. It comes as no surprise, considering the guy is a professional baseball star.

Bob did the neighborly thing and helped out some folks with a problem. You know it can't be that easy, right? Things get a little sporty when it comes to how people want to reward him for his actions. Come see how Bob deals with notoriety.

I never wanted any of this. Sure, I'll take the universe-shattering powers—who wouldn't? But there's always a bloody price. You don't inherit the ability to bend creation to your will and get to ride off into the sunset. Oh no, every power-hungry dickhead in the universe wants a piece of the action, especially the former God of Creation. Not that I asked for the title—or any of the mess that comes with it. But, if I want to achieve my dream of being left the hell alone, it's going to cost me. And that price? Pain… so much pain.

People may call me an "overachieving ice queen," but I would do anything for the people I love. So when my friends ask me to host an event at their famous farm, I'm more than happy to help… until I discover I've been set up.

He's the current bane of my existence… and the hot monster haunting my dreams. Maybe if he weren't also the single father of one of my students, I'd be okay with the evening jaunts into the skankier parts of my subconscious, even though nothing ever goes anywhere. I mean, a private elementary school teacher has to relieve stress somehow, right?

Life was simple until Evan, my rock-solid childhood best friend turned dreamy doctor, dropped a bombshell. He wants to cash in on the marriage pact we made as teenagers. Evan's always been there for me, but when he suggests we take our friendship to the next level, I freeze. I can't risk our bond for something more…

I knew the terms: marry a stranger on the spot, handpicked by experts just for me. But that's not what's happening. My bride is no stranger. And she's wearing a black dress reminiscent of the one she wore the last time we spoke… at prom. Surely she's gotten over what happened at prom by now. Except... it only takes me about five minutes to realize she hasn't. And now, I'm married to the one woman I did wrong in my life. But she still trembles at my touch. Either this is about to be the biggest mistake of my life or the greatest second chance in history. And all of America gets to watch it...

I finally met my match, and she doesn't even know my true identity. I'm Italy's most famous actor, seeking refuge from the spotlight after my public breakup. When my Amalfi Coast getaway is disrupted by a fiery redhead wielding a camera, the exclusive Mare Verde Hotel quickly becomes a battleground. Our meet-hate sparks a whirlwind of clashes, but beneath the animosity lies undeniable chemistry.

The BSR crew have worked hard, getting the Slow Boatmen settled. They deserve a little time off at home in the Holler. Just kicking back, watching the world go by. Their shepherd has other ideas, of course.

CIA agent Caitlyn Valentine has disappeared in London, and James Flynn is sure she's in danger. Of course, as a heavily medicated patient in a Pasadena psychiatric hospital, no one takes Flynn seriously. Especially since he's convinced his locked ward is the headquarters for His Majesty's Secret Service and that he's an international superspy with a license to kill.