Resultado Editorial "Podium Audio" em Paranormal

Twenty-four-year-old Saeris Fane is good at keeping secrets. No one knows about the strange powers she possesses or the fact that she has been picking pockets and stealing from the Undying Queen's reservoirs for as long as she can remember. But a secret is like a knot. Sooner or later, it is bound to come undone. When Saeris comes face-to-face with Death himself, she inadvertently reopens a gateway between realms and is transported to a land of ice and snow. The Fae have always been the stuff of myth, of legend, of nightmares… but it turns out they're real.

My name is Isabel Gallagher, and I have a secret. I can see ghosts. If anyone discovers my ability, everyone I care about will be killed. To keep my secret, I have to pretend to be magicless. Since mages value power above all else, I'm the town of Hawthorne Grove's favorite punching bag. I only have a year left here. Then, I can move away to a normal human town and forget that other mages exist. My five-year plan of staying alive and remaining undetected is on track. Until one night at the gym, I met them.

Hector Briar may have walked away from the Witch Trials alive, but not whole. His failure handed the Witch Hunters a weapon capable of shattering Witch-kind—and placed the ancient demon Bahmet firmly in their grasp. Now the Hunters are poised to burn magic out of the mortal world forever. Arwyn Hopkin spent years living a lie. Meeting Hector changed that. Manipulation got him so far, until his success during The Witch Trials bound him to Bahmet, a demon who whispers promises, demands obedience, and hungers for freedom.

For five hundred years, I believed everyone involved in my murder was dead. I was wrong. As the Librarian, I prided myself on remaining impartial in a world of quibbling arcanists, and watched wistfully as everyone around me got on with the business of living. I contented myself with living through my books, wishing I could remember what it felt like to be touched. To feel. Then they came. Six heirs who wouldn't stay away. They dragged me from my solitude and brought joy back to the Arcanaeum. I should've known that would come at a cost…

I was raised in the dark, sharpened into a weapon, and sent into the mortal world to secure my coven's future. The Southern Kingdom holds secrets, and I will uncover them. But it holds my past—Cage, the man who slaughtered my mother, now stands as the King's most trusted mage. Stronger. Colder. Alive. She was supposed to be dead. A ghost from an old life. But Millicent walks these halls, her power coiled like a snake beneath her skin. She is everything I was warned about—ruthless, dangerous, a disciple of a monster.

The Blood Court has summoned us, and I can't ignore its call. The Soul Scar constellation beneath my skin grows daily, dark tendrils reaching for my heart. I have weeks. Maybe less. The grimoire demands more pages filled with our mingled essence. Blood willingly spilled to protect another. My reluctant allies have become something more dangerous. Something necessary. Beneath DarkHallow Academy lies an ancient tribunal where monsters once judged their own. Now it will test us all. Four trials. Three sacrifices. A verdict none of us may survive.

Mama said monsters will kill you. My Mama taught me everything she knew right up until the day that monsters killed her and my family, while leaving me and my young cousins alive. The beasts will kill you on sight. Monsters will do far worse. Yet, when a beast gets the best of me and I'm succumbing to its poison, it's a group of monsters that save my life. They show me that maybe Mama didn't know everything, and there might be a different narrative to the hostile world around me.

Evie should be basking in the afterglow after her romp with the Shifter Lord. Instead, she's dodging his increasingly aggressive courtship rituals like a runaway bride carrying dynamite. Not because she doesn't care about him, but because she's keeping big secrets. Cernunnos has decided to retire. On the surface, totally fine. Except… Daddy Dearest wants to hand Evie the keys to the fae kingdom, and he's been dropping in with divine homework and cryptic warnings about the future.

When I was young, I often dreamt of an alpha boy. With him, I belonged. I was important. Loved. We were going to marry and be together. Once I actually figured out how to get to him. But that was years ago and the foolish fantasies of a lonely teenager. Parallel worlds were only a theory. Alpha males were assholes who wanted to get their way. Soulmates were just stories for children. Then everything changed. One morning, I woke up on a park bench, unable to remember my name or how I got there. There was something not quite right about this place–and clearly I don't belong here.

Getting locked in an escape room with three sexy Alphas as Lila goes into heat wasn't on her new single life to-do list, but who is she to tell the universe no? Lila was thinking more along the lines of solo adventures, and trying things she's never been brave enough to do before, not scent-marking the Alpha she crushed on in college in the bathroom of her ex's apartment as he helps her loosen up. She's an Omega that's sick of denying her instincts. They're Alphas that want an Omega to cherish.

Last year, Nick's stepbrother discovered a tear in the universe linking Ireland to a world of monsters, magic, and mayhem. Now those monsters are slipping through, and Nick's family seems determined to befriend every last one of them, conveniently ignoring the claws, fangs, and whip-like tails. Desperate to keep his family safe, Nick reluctantly attends a party in this other world…only to land himself in an ocean of trouble. Mistaken for a powerful witch, he's abducted in the dead of night by the deadly Kit, an unnervingly quiet creature with secrets of his own.

I'd thought I found my forever pack, the men who would protect me and keep me safe for the rest of my life. I couldn't have been more wrong. Betrayed and confused, hurt beyond belief, I struggle to come to terms with what the Calloway pack did to me. Used me as a pawn, turned my body and my heart into a game to amuse themselves. Things only get worse when I end up back in my father's clutches, under his command and unable to resist when he uses his alpha bark on my best friend, Ren.

Emily never meant to time-travel—again. But one misfired spell, fueled by frustration and longing for a life that no longer feels whole, flings her straight into an alternate 18th-century Scotland where magic thrives, myths walk the land, and the country she thought she knew has become the ruling power of a very different world. In this enchanted realm, Emily discovers more than magic—she discovers him.

Planning a dragon wedding is hard enough. Add a stolen tiara, a brewing scandal, and one scowling werewolf with eyes like wildfire and a permanent stick up his tail, and suddenly I'm wondering if I should've stayed in bed. Sheriff Adrian Wolfsbane is stern, broody, and impossible to work with. He's handling security for the dragon wedding of the century, so when the bride's priceless tiara vanishes, and things start catching fire, of course, he takes charge of the investigation.

Arriving at the Seelie Court to heal the sick prince who saved my life when I was five was supposed to be the end of my nightmarish (for the most part) trip through the fae realm. I should have been on my way home already, far away from fae and their politics. Instead, I'm running through unfamiliar woods with a furry friend at my heels, and magic that's changing me from the inside out—and not in a cute "glow-up" kind of way.

New Town. New job. No drama. That was the plan. Next thing I know, I'm falling off a boat into the Pacific Ocean, and the surliest Alpha in existence is rescuing me. Turns out? We're scent-matched. And he can't stand me. Cass—the grumpy sea captain with stormy eyes. JP—the brooding, sin-scented mechanic who looks at me like he wants to devour me. Quinn—the flirty single dad whose son already has my heart. Now I'm spiraling into my first heat, scent-matched to all three—and desperate to be knotted six ways from Sunday.

Reclusive Tully Hartlock has only one goal: escape the curse of her famous last name. Every dollar she earns from Only Omegas is going toward a fresh start across the ocean, to escape being the deeply inadequate heir of the Hartlock name. Tully has lived in the shadow of her ancestor, Esta Hartlock, her whole life, and she is tired of being used for it. But when she falls for one of her subscribers, she finds her life turned inside out, because he belongs to the wealthiest, most powerful pack in the city. Baylark Pack is used to getting what they want, and she is their missing puzzle piece.

They say never meet a Void Walker's gaze. I made him look. Now I'm trapped in his realm of shadows, where silence cuts deep and desire coils between us like fire. He touches like he's starving. Watches like I'm the last light in his collapsing world. But he's hiding secrets—about my sister, about the enemy stalking us both, and about the bond that's tightening with every breath. I came to destroy him. I never meant to crave him.

I'm the daughter overlooked. In a world where omegas are valued, I'm tossed aside when I never present. My daily routine is mundane—until my father tells me he got me a pack meeting, something strictly for omegas. It's ludicrous, and I have no choice. But that's the least of my worries when a bag is thrown over my head. Rath may be my captor, but Kane, Oak, and Axel don't stop him. They are set on exacting revenge—but on the wrong woman. I haven't committed any of the crimes they accuse me of, and when their scent drives my instincts crazy, I'm forced to face the truth.

Ancient monsters have risen. Forgotten gods stir. And something older than creation—Kek, the primordial god of darkness—is coming for her. As her five fated mates rally to protect her, uncovering buried secrets and unraveling prophecies, Katrina is forced to confront a terrifying possibility: she may be the key to resurrecting a forgotten goddess… or the only force strong enough to stop the apocalypse. But embracing her full power could mean becoming the very darkness she's fighting against.