Resultado Editorial "Podium Audio" em Paranormal

A realm long believed to be nothing more than legend now holds me captive, its cruel king whispering secrets of my lineage, of power buried deep in my bones—power he intends to steal for himself. King Helroth claims to know who I truly am…what I truly am. The longer I remain in his grasp, the more my memories fracture. The more the shadows whisper. And the more I wonder, what if he's right?

Cast aside since birth and denied my true heritage, they know me as the bastard prince. For years I played their game, doing allI could to assist my half-brothers shuffle refugees from the castle, while keeping them and the dying Nobles safe in the old mine tunnels. The Prince of Rats, one girl called me.

Under an eternal night, the world has been ravaged by ten years of war between humans and vampires. Kyrene scrapes by as a bounty hunter, bearing a blessed sword from the goddess of justice. But in the wake of a devastating loss, Kyrene commits a crime that makes her a target for mortals and gods alike—and she is still desperate for vengeance.

Being half-human and half-fae had always made Fawn an outsider. Her only saving grace in the Human Kingdom was that she had no fae magic to fear. Until the day it manifested—fragile, flickering, but undeniably there. To humans, that made her dangerous, forcing her family to relocate to one of the four fae kingdoms. Then tragedy stole everything she loved, leaving her hollow. Survival meant numbness, until Dean, the fae king of the Garden Kingdom, claimed she was his fated mate. He shattered her walls and touched the parts of her she thought were dead.

Hundreds of years after the progenitors visited Mater Terra and ruined everything, their long-lost omega has been discovered, and he wants nothing to do with taking over planets. He wants to raise his son, make more babies, and live in peace. Honestly? Can. Relate. But as a mostly human hybreed, I lack the parts to do so—but not for long. Change is coming, and so is a new Progenitor who smells divine, but I don't love him. The man I love is dying, and I'd do anything to keep him with me just a little longer.

Blood wasn't something I ever craved—until I did. My life was quiet—until my best friend was taken and hidden away. We found her, thank the Fates. But nothing about life after that has been simple. Not with this hunger inside me… and not with the scent trail that's led me straight into something darker than I ever imagined. Levi is mine. Fierce. Possessive. Irresistible. But he isn't just mine. His scent matches his, too. The Kismet omega. A haunted, broken man we were never supposed to find. But my thirst doesn't just lead me to him—it draws me straight into the path of a stranger.

If I could go back to the morning before the gala, trust my gut, and stay home, I would in a heartbeat. But that's not possible, so I'm stuck with the repercussions. Because of what I am—not who, mind you—there's a whole new set of rules for me to follow. And I'm doing it completely exposed. Laid bare for the entirety of the preternatural population to gawk, trash, and threaten. But I can't let that deter me from doing the one thing I need to do. Master my magic.

Frankie met Ford, Wes, Logan, and Jace at sports camp. A group of boys who made space for her in a way no one else ever had. Back then, she was leading the charge, chasing a dream to make it big, and positive she'd be an Alpha. Then she presented early. Becoming an Omega didn't just end her shot at going pro. It wrecked the identity she thought was unshakable.

Haunted by the events of the summer, Jeremiah Dalton struggles to adjust to human life in Boston, where he finds his family much changed. Estranged from his sister and jumping at every shadow, Jem almost wishes he could return to the dangerous supernatural world he left behind. He's about to discover he ought to be more careful what he wishes for . . . The residents of Grimwood aren't faring any better. The eccentric group is splitting at the seams because of secrets revealed when they fought off the warlock Eliphas—and narrowly escaped with their lives.

The quiet little healer? She can't be my mate. My wolf was desperate—we were dying. Poisoned. Tortured. It's the only explanation. But when I wake up, she's there at my side, and my wolf is nearly feral, trying to get to her, stake his claim on her. But I push her away, because it's all too much, too soon. I'm not worthy of a mate. Especially not now that I'm scarred. I'm too broken, too ugly, too mean. Anything good in me was burned out a long time ago. No, she's better off without me. Now I just have to convince my wolf to let her go.

I'm back with my mates, and I should be able to breathe easier, except I know our days of peace are numbered. Romulus will soon discover that the blade he holds—the one he thinks will kill a dark god—is nothing more than an illusion. With Titus and Kallen on our side, we might just stand a chance—but can we really trust them? We have to get our troops ready for the fight of our lives because this time, Romulus has made it clear that he's going after our school and the students who call it home. He won't stop until he ends the lives of everyone I care about.

Fallon wasn't expecting to land a job at the best publishing house in the city. But Teddy, golden-eyed omega and CEO of Ink & Quill, is strangely insistent that he needs her. And Fallon really needs this job. Any job. More than Teddy could possibly know. But when she walks through the doors of Ink & Quill, she's not expecting them. The Quill pack are charming, protective as hell, and oddly interested in her. Not to mention, they all smell delicious.

The fated mates who rejected me just made me their prisoner. I should've never returned to my pack. Not when I still haven't uncovered the answers about my past and where I belong. Can I even call myself a wolf shifter if I can't shift? Unfortunately, my return home lands me in the sights of Noah and Ronan, the two alphas who shattered my heart when they rejected me. However, instead of two, there are now three brooding, towering alpha brothers.

Surviving year two left more than scars. It awakened something ancient within me—something the academy can no longer ignore. Now cast into a realm of ash and bone, where the dead walk and the living bleed magic to survive, I find myself not just battling beasts and illusions, but the shadows of my own bloodline. The throne I never wanted whispers my name in every flame. And I'm no longer sure the glamour I wear is hiding me…or holding me back.

He needs my help, but what will he do when he finds out my secret?

And here we go again. Back to being Fates' puppet and facing a very different time once again. And with a new era comes facing a whole new set of challenges when dealing with my husband. For this time, he didn't know who I was to him. Didn't know that I was his Chosen One. And as for me, I intended to keep it that way. The problem with that was that Draven was now torn. Torn between the obligation he feels to find his Electus and torn between the temptation he soon feels for his… little maid.

The monster needs a sacrifice. And she's on the altar. When Stella wanders the forest alone one fateful night, she only seeks peace, relief, escape—a few stolen moments on a secret, ancient altar, at one with the moon above. Until she's accosted by a hulking, hideous, bloodthirsty orc. An orc who demands a sacrifice: not by his sword, but by Stella's complete surrender.

Briar Rose always knew she would be married to the highest bidder. So it comes as no surprise when she finds herself at the altar with Cillian Blackwood, a notoriously beastly billionaire. No one mentioned anything about the other monsters, though. With his scarred face and hulking brawn, Dane is enough to scare most people out of their skin—literally. And when he isn't around? The clever, callous Rhys is all too happy to prove there are worse things than fear.

Cass has always had the sight. Although his official job may be to run his coffee shop, in reality, he deals with grumpy ghosts, troublesome demons, uptight angels, and all sorts of paranormal issues. When the archangel Gabriel gives him a message that he has to help a gray angel, it's just par for the course for Cassius. But who could predict that Kushiel would be the brightest soul Cassius had ever met, even if the angel can't see that about himself?

I'm a beta. Is disguising myself as an omega to attend an omega-only finishing school a good idea? No. Definitely not. But my sister is an omega, and not everyone has someone willing to break them out of their gilded cage the way I would for Everleigh. My mission at Haven Academy pits me against three unexpected alpha foes, and I will not be the one backing down. There's a grumpy math professor who suspects I don't belong, a sexy fencing instructor with a cruel lash for a tongue, and a flirtatious gardener who wants to take me to Paris?