Resultado Editorial "Tantor Media" em Ficção Científica

When the clone pods were abandoned on the ice planet, two of them opened before the others. Corvak, a gladiator and a splice, ran into the snows. He carried Aidy, a confused human woman. They're on the run, determined not to get caught. Aidy has no idea what's going on or why she's been dumped in the icy mountains. Corvak, however, is convinced this is all one big gladiator game, and one he's determined to win. To do that, they'll have to avoid all the others and survive by any means possible. Why do they need this parasite anyhow . . . and why do their chests keep humming?

Fivra, a resilient Terian female born in a penal colony, is uprooted when alien raiders abduct her and her friends and sell them at a galactic auction. Thrust into the dazzling world of Erovik—the elite, galactic brothel that bought her—Fivra draws the eye of Cyprian, the enigmatic director of Erovik. As their romance grows, Fivra learns that the Axis—the shadowy force that imprisoned her people—plans to seize the stolen females, including her.

I never imagined that manifesting my dream man into my life would include being abducted, sold at auction, abandoned on an alien planet, and almost getting eaten by jungle monsters—but here we are! When a huge, winged, possessive alien swoops in to save me from the horrors of this planet, I can tell he's just as curious about me as I am about him. And, while Ezryk manages to learn some of my language, the way he looks at me says more than any words in the galaxy possibly could.

So let me get this straight . . . I've been abducted in my sleep, thrown into a stasis pod and now this huge, winged warrior guy is rescuing me and telling me I'm his 'mate' because he saw me in his dreams? Aloryk is everything I've ever wanted in a man—plus a few added extras. He's devoted, a good listener, sculpted like a Greek God, and seems to love all my curves even though he doesn't quite know what to do with them. He says I'm the female he dreams of. But what if that's all it is, just a dumb dream?

Cerani is supposed to die under the dust of Teria, a tired widow with soil-stained hands. Instead, she is stolen from the only home she knows and sent to a hellish mine on a red, burning moon where most people's lungs wither—except hers. Cerani grows stronger even as the others wilt, and she cannot ignore that. She confronts Stavian, the Controller, a Zaruxian male who should be her enemy. Instead, she is drawn to his guarded eyes.

Lilas never expects salvation to come in the form of a ruthless space pirate. Auctioned off to an alien harem, she has steeled herself for a life of captivity—until Razion and his crew storm the ship, taking her as their own spoils. But freedom with the Zaruxian rogue comes with its own dangers. As she fights for a place among his outlaw band, her walls crumble, and she surrenders to the fire Razion awakens in her. Yet, when she overhears a secret that makes her doubt everything they have built, fear overpowers love, and she runs before he can shatter her.

An asteroid is on a collision course with Earth, but no one will listen to Circe; they claim her data and theory are wrong. Only Taurus takes her seriously, but she has her doubts a man—even one who calls himself a Zodiac Warrior—can do anything to prevent the disaster. She becomes even more skeptical when he claims they must go on a quest to recreate an ancient artifact. However, with time running out, what other choice does Circe have but to trust the handsome man who shows her magic truly exists?

A prophecy sets Aquarius on an impossible quest. Find a way to reach Mars and convince its queen to help against an alien threat. However, Ishtar, the last Martian Queen, refuses to reveal the secret to destroying the body-snatching invader. Ishtar still suffers with the guilt of destroying her home world and won't allow the same thing to happen to Earth. How is Aquarius supposed to convince her? His boss says to lather on the charm. However, this warrior geek is better with computers than women. What if he could give her the one thing she longs for?

A professional hockey player on the verge of retirement, Grayson is playing his final game when disaster strikes. When monsters explode from the ice, he risks his life to save as many as he can and is fatally injured in the process.

Niri Healer Nirrn lives by logic, order, and the healer's oath. But everything unravels the moment he stumbles upon Islae—an underground human medic risking her life to treat the forgotten and discarded. She's reckless. Stubborn. And maddeningly brilliant as well as beautiful. When her illegal clinic is destroyed, Nirrn does the unthinkable: he brings her into his world. Now they're on the run, hunted by a corrupt system that sees their bond as a threat.

Some warriors fight for glory. He fights for her. Dernin was born to protect, not to entertain a bloodthirsty crowd. Captured on Jorvla and forced into a brutal underground fighting ring, he's spent months battling for survival. Until his next match comes with a prize he never expected. Alaysia never believed in heroes. Sold as a trophy for the tournament's victor, she refuses to be another man's possession. But when a golden-scaled warrior steps between her and a monster, she sees a different kind of power.

The highly anticipated conclusion to New York Times instant bestseller, Heavenbreaker by Sara Wolf.

I've been a single mom for sixteen years, and I know there's no place left in my life for fun. Right? I grew up in the South, where there are three things you're never supposed to ask: A woman her age, a man his salary, and a single mother how the duck she's managing to juggle a job, a mortgage...

Priscilla has spent her life fighting for freedom. Surviving captivity made her strong, but escaping it made her dangerous. The last thing she needs is another dominant, overbearing warrior trying to control her—even if he is the fiercest Niri Warlord to ever grace the planet. Niri Warlord Andear has spent years carving out his legacy, defending a kingdom with discipline and blood. He doesn't lose battles. He doesn't take risks. And he definitely doesn't fall for stubborn, sharp-tongued human females who challenge him at every turn.

Some marriages start with a loving "I do." Theirs starts with a lie. When human Kleena is snatched off the streets of Jorvla and thrust into an auction, she expects to find herself at the mercy of her buyer, not rescued by a Naga prince—even if he is a warrior haunted by the ghosts of his own devastating legacy. To keep her safe, they're forced to pose as newlyweds—an impossible feat when they don't even like each other. However, as days stretch into weeks, their forced proximity begins to feel a little less like punishment . . . and a lot more like a blessing.

Payton needs help on her farm. Heavily pregnant from a one-night-stand, she can't manage all the manual labor and is supposed to be on bedrest. An alien man from a cat-like warrior race arrives on her doorstep with an offer to work for room and board. Bodhrri will get to stay on the planet, and Payton will get an extra pair of hands to help out until her babies (yup, plural) are born. Tiny problem—he's the father of her unborn children and he had no idea until now she was pregnant. Is this a secret baby plot?

In the game, I've become the right hand of the Goddess of Death, and in real life, a board member of a major Corporation. Sounds cool, right? Except now there's a bounty on my head, while in the game, the AI is devouring players' minds. If I don't solve this mystery soon, I'll be next. To win...

Human slave Mila's survival depended on obedience—until she uncovered a secret that made her a target. Beaten, imprisoned, and left with no way out, she never expected a Naga warrior to destroy her chains. Niri General Brivul had no reason to risk everything for a human. But the moment he saw Mila, defiant even in chains, he knew . . . She was his.

Talia Reed was supposed to be a tactical asset—brilliant, unwilling, and utterly necessary to defend my cyborg colony. We brought her here because we had no choice. But from the second she looked at me with those fire-blue eyes, everything changed. She fought me. Challenged me. Matched me move for move. And I wanted her.

I don't dream. I don't desire. At least, I didn't . . . Until they brought her to me. She was human. Fragile. Flawed. And the key to stopping the virus eating my people alive. Dr. Alora Bridges wrote the neural systems that made us weapons. Now, that same code is unraveling us from the inside...