Resultado Editorial "Podium Audio" em Terror

It's hard to truly get lost in 2025, but Arden trusted his GPS in the deep, rural woods of Georgia, where satellite signals don't reach. Now he, his wife Laurie, and their two children, traveling back home after a fun weekend away, have run out of gas next to a house displaying a very unwelcoming sign. The porch light turns on. A large man with a shotgun emerges. As he walks slowly toward their car, the family has no idea how bad their night is about to become…

Victor Sandoval—aka Lord Victor, Duke of Iron Mountain—has continued to expand his legendary status fighting for the kingdom of Gloria in the world of Rhun, where savage duels between champions are the ultimate deciders of fate. But his trials in the arena pale in comparison to what comes next.

Rage and bloodlust have been the only things fueling my soul for the last one hundred years. Revenge has been the only thing holding my sanity together. Until his shadows curl around my throat and all I can think about is his revenge. I don't want to be loved, but he doesn't know the meaning of the word no.

Leamaneh Castle is rumored to be the most haunted castle in Ireland. Nestled on an unassuming country lane in the Burren, the dark history surrounding its O'Brien mistress is legendary. In the mid-seventeenth century, Elspeth MacDougall finds herself taken under the wing of noblewoman Mary McManus O'Brien. Or as she is known by the villagers, Máire Rua. Red Mary. Elspeth must try to navigate the politics and dangers of the war with Cromwell's forces, and the threat of Mary discovering just what secrets and abilities her new young companion is hiding.

During their brief time in Redacle, the formerly weak, frightened, altogether unimpressive Shango, Solitaire, and Beam have developed into capable mercenaries. They now find themselves commanding armies, cutting through enemies, and negotiating war chests. None of it would be possible without Solitaire's weapons-making skills. Guns, cannons, bombs, and advanced armor; in the grimdark fantasy world of their imagination, these tools have given the trio a leg up. But their power hasn't gone unnoticed—or unchecked.

Joining the Brotherhood was supposed to lock my violent past away for good. I was in too deep when I learned their dark secret. All Brothers must choose a Ward. A captive woman to own, train, and punish. It reignites the sadistic desires I've smothered. I try to do the right thing and choose a sweet, submissive woman who wants this life. But fate has other plans and throws Quinn at my feet instead.

When Amy Nettle was whisked from her dead-end small town life to the Saunders Academy, a brooding Gothic fortress in the heart of an endless storm-tossed ocean, she was promised an education in witchcraft. She got more than she bargained for. Beyond the brutal lessons that pushed her to her mental and physical limits, there were leviathans and killer mermaids in the water, lethal magic in the air, and an invader determined to make sure none of the new students survived long enough to see their graduation day.

When Mora met Dother, she expected a one-night tryst, but the man she grew to love had a different idea. He intended to keep her at any cost. Even if that meant binding her to a flask and cursing her to grant the wishes of any who held it. Though Dother meant it when he swore Mora would never truly be rid of him, he didn't anticipate the monster she would become in the name of vengeance.

In 1983, experimental artist Tony Mathias began work on a new installation—it was to be a collage of visuals and sounds collected at an abandoned RAF base called Warden Fell. Decades later, Cally Darker gets the chance to investigate the terrible story and perhaps even solve the mystery—a fantastic exclusive story for her true-crime podcast.

River Waterborn is the daughter of a Representative. She was born to immense privilege and is cursed with immeasurable power. For the past eight years, she's been trying to atone for the Incident. No matter how many lives she saves or patients she heals, she'll never truly be able to escape the weight of her magic. One night, she loses two patients, and her control breaks. She runs from the hospital to seek the help of the only man she trusts: Nikhail Galebringer.

I'm trapped in a lie. They've twisted my mind so that I barely recognize who I am anymore. In this new prison, I'm the devoted wife of a brilliant, deceptive man who holds the key to my carefully constructed reality. But something is missing, and my soul aches. As the cracks in my mind widen, fragments of a life I don't remember claw their way to the surface. A name lingers on the edges of my thoughts and sends a shiver down my spine.

I've been here from the start—watching, waiting, and breathing in the fear that clings to her skin. She prays to a god that doesn't listen, locks doors that don't keep me out, and walks through a world that I've already carved her name into. She thinks she's alone. She isn't. I live in the shadows, in the walls, beneath her feet. I sleep under her bed. I steal the scent of her skin from the clothes she sets aside. I keep her safe, even as I pull the strings that unravel her sanity, thread by thread. She calls me a demon. A nightmare. A Hellkeeper.

Some say Emperor Drakkon Muyang is part dragon, part demon, all cold-blooded. That his vicious beauty is a facade for his cruel reign, for Daiyu, a farmer's daughter, he's nothing more than a monarch she'll never meet. Until Daiyu's sister is taken to the palace for the royal selection. Adamant to rescue her sister, Daiyu sneaks into the palace. What she doesn't expect is to attract the wicked emperor's attention. Suddenly, she's thrust into his vicious court life, where noble women want her dead and enemies are all around her.

Life after death is supposed to be peaceful, right? You die, float off to paradise, and spend eternity sipping celestial cocktails with your fellow ghosts. Yeah. No. Turns out, my lying, cheating, suffocating husband had other plans. Literally. He wrapped his hands around my throat and squeezed the life out of me—and just like that, my story should've been over. But Death had other ideas.

Necromancy is a secret that thirty-year-old Cora will take to her grave. If only she could stay in it. As war erupts between gangs of mages, hiding in plain sight, Cora haunts the shadows of London's magical underworld as the Unweaver. Blackmailed by gang boss "Mother," Cora pries secrets out of corpses like worms to feed the magpie spy's insatiable appetite for intrigue. Only a few of the living and scores of the dead know the Unweaver's true identity. If anyone discovers Cora, mages will condemn her as an abomination, and humans will execute her as a presumed murderer.

Say his name loud enough, and he might hear it. No one dares speak his name, for fear he'll come for them. My brother ruined his life, and now he plans to return the favor. For months, I've been living in a cage, dreading the moment he finds me. When he does, it's like a ghost materializing. I'm taken, trapped at his side, never knowing when my end will come. The Denver Kings control everything, and with war on the horizon, I can only pray it distracts him long enough to keep him out of my bed.

I should have died the same night that a monster murdered my grandmother, but I was saved, stolen from my world, and thrown into a realm ravaged by an endless war between ancient gods called Asura. I'm told that I'm a demigod, that there are others like me, brought to this world to replenish their dwindling numbers. They want us to prove we're worthy of ascension and fight alongside them. I don't give a damn about their war. All I want is vengeance on the monster that killed my only family. A monster from their world. And if the only way to kill it is to become a god, then I'm all in.

When Murgha's degenerate father bets their last bit of coin—and her—in a high-stakes game of kings and bones, she fears she will become the property of the lecherous ambassador. But when the most fearsome dark fae she has ever seen steps into the game and wins the pot, she knows her fate is much worse. She is now owned by the enemy. Now in the hands of a shadow fae priest with an agenda of his own, Murgha mistrusts his motives and the secrets he keeps. But she realizes quickly that her unexpected fall into the keeping of Vallon isn't so surprising after all.

I've been watching her. Wanting her. Stalking her. I'm obsessed with the shy, innocent barista who works at my favorite coffee shop. She doesn't know that I bought the house across the street from her apartment so that I can watch over her. I secretly collect her paintings and hang them in my bedroom. And I won't hesitate to break into her home to find out what kind of books she likes to read. I'll do whatever it takes to win her heart.

Ever since she lost her mother to the fae forest, Kat has sought to free human slaves from the cruel clutches of fae masters. Her daring escapades performed under the nose of her guardian go off without a hitch—until the fae decide to retaliate. Prince Rahk of the Night Court is sent as an emissary to the human world to establish peace through marriage. But he carries with him a secret task: Find the vigilante freeing the human slaves and kill him.