Resultado Editorial "Podium Audio" em Suspense Romântico

This is not a fairytale. There's no glass slipper, only shards. Prince Charming is the villain, and happily ever afters are a myth. Except now, I need to construct one. Me, the fake princess, with a make-believe happily never after to the anti-Prince Charming himself. Coldly beautiful, brutally ruthless, and heir to a criminal empire. Misha Tsavakov hates me, but he'll be my fabricated prince, for a price—all of me.

All I wanted was to add a little excitement to my love life, maybe take a risk and step out of my comfort zone. Unfortunately, my bright idea to tie myself to a chair for my now ex-boyfriend went horribly wrong, and I got a little stuck. Humiliated, I had no choice but to call my stepbrother, Micah, for help, and because the universe has a twisted sense of humor, he brought his two best friends, Jace and Zac, along for the ride.

They call me perfect. Bred to be a beautiful and docile porcelain doll. And I can play that role for as long as I need. One day, I'll run away with Azarel, the only alpha I've ever trusted. The only alpha I've ever loved. But there's a problem with porcelain. It fractures. And this pack of alphas that's assembling around me—the new Ghost Alpha Unit—might be what finally shatters me completely.

It's a dark night in an alley when Seo Jin-tae marks me. A death sentence written across my skin that there's no escaping from. No matter how far I run, or how well I hide, he'll come for me. But when he returns to carry out his grim mission, something changes. Instead of ending my life, he claims it. I become his obsession—the one thing he can't bring himself to destroy. And as passion burns between us, I realize I don't stand a chance. I find myself drawn to the man who once sought to kill me.

One month after surviving the Under Trials, Emery Maves finds herself in a world she doesn't recognize―with a man whose cold eyes are haunted by secrets she can't remember. Stripped of her memories, Emery is tormented by dreams of danger, death, and deceit. The only constant is the lure of the experimental drug that shatters her mind but leaves her almost invincible―and the dangerous pull of the man called Mori.

To keep my empire, I'm going to marry a man whose family my family tried to destroy. A terrifying and magnetically gorgeous man with brutal blue eyes. A man whose very presence sucks the air from my lungs. A man with no past, shrouded in scars, pain, and darkness. But this isn't about me. This is about securing a future for my sister. Even if that means binding myself to a man who hates me. Except "until death do us part" is going to come quicker than anyone knows. You see, this story has an expiration date. I have an expiration date.

When I showed her heaven on earth, savagely claiming every inch of her sinful body, she had no idea who I really am—NYC's ruthless Mafia Don, feared by all. Believing she was a mole, I kidnapped her to face my fury. But at half my age, she's a feisty little spitfire with a mouth too smart for a 'dom' like me. The more she defied me, the more I wanted to bend her over my knee. So I punished her and taught her how to submit to my every command, making her beg for more.

They pushed me to the edge, and now they think I'm dead because of the things they did. I thought I was getting a new beginning. A promise of a new identity. A new college to finally start my life states away from the people who were set on destroying me. What do I do when they show up two years later? And how do I escape when they are determined to make me pay for the pain my disappearance caused them? We never wanted her to die.

Waitressing isn't a calling; it's a way to pay for my art degree. Until Killian Smith walks into the bar and turns my world upside down. It isn't that he's drop-dead gorgeous. Rich. Powerful. It's that he's unhinged. I know the dead look in his eyes. I've seen it before. And he sees me too. Every night is some twisted game of cat and mouse and he's drawing closer to catching me. Until one night when I step into a back alley and I'm a witness to a Bratva murder.

Detective Braxton Hero should keep his distance from me. Even though I can't seem to stay away from him. Letting him get too close is a mistake. One I can't stop making. He sees me. The woman I pretend to be and the one behind the mask. And for the first time, I don't know which version is real. Even though I've spent my life in the shadows, I've never been conflicted about who I am… until he blurred the lines. The thought of him seeing my darkness does something to me. He makes me want things. Things I can't have. A life that isn't mine to take. A love built on lies.

What happened in Grayfall was supposed to stay in Grayfall. When Chloe Kingston, daughter of a tech billionaire, vanishes while organizing a remote music festival in West Virginia, private investigator Olive Sterling takes the case. Chloe's cryptic final message, "The trees are watching," suggests there's more to local folklore than mere legend.

For twenty years, I've watched Isabella from the shadows—loving her from a distance, protecting her without her knowing. She was always mine, even when she didn't want to be. Our wedding was meant to bring peace, but it only brought destruction. What should have been the start of our forever ended in a single night, leaving nothing but resentment in its wake. She walked away, and I let her, knowing I had no right to ask her to stay. But now, my empire is on the verge of collapse, my enemies closing in. To save my legacy, I need her by my side—not just in name, but in truth.

At the end of Yours for the Holiday, Jerrica is at a crossroads. Her father wanted her to return home, and her heart wanted to stay with whom she had fallen for. Krue Francis. Choosing Krue may mean cutting ties with everything she's ever known...and risking everything for a love that might destroy them both.

Bodies fall like autumn leaves when you wear the Corbyn-Hale crown, and I've run out of white dresses to bleach. After an attempt on my life, my dad ships me to St. Sebastian's at Cravenmoor Academy. With its Gothic arches and enough mafia heirs to staff a small army, he gifts me a shadow: Viper. Twenty-five, tattooed with sins, answering only to himself. But I hate cages, even the breathing kind. So I make my own rules.

After a heartbreaking tragedy, Violet Trevelyan returns home to seek justice. Her dogged pursuit of a serial killer takes a dangerous turn as the murderer ramps up his attacks on Violet and her friends. With the killer leaving a trail of bodies in his wake, Violet must remain vigilant, or she'll lose her life and the man she loves with every beat of her heart.

He waited years for her to choose him. His patience has run out. Welcome back to Silver Falls University. There is a murderer among us. I've been best friends with Wren Hunter for sixteen years. The boy who chased me in our schoolyard, kissed my scraped knees, and always swore to protect me grew into the god of Silver Falls University: admired by his peers, desired by every woman on campus, and feared by anyone who gets in his way.

I'll paint this moment immortal. Months of texting silly innuendos led to the hottest moment of my young life. Instead of dealing with the moment like an adult, I ghost him for nine days. Just when I think I'm ready to face him, he's on his way out to hook up. I lose my shit. Coming clean about past heartbreak isn't easy.

She used to chase him. Watched from her window. Broke into his home. Pushed every limit until the cold, controlled man next door finally snapped—and shattered her heart. She thought it was over. That she could erase him, piece her pride back together, and move on. But he won't let her. Now he's the one watching. Obsessing. Hunting her the way she once hunted him. The stalked has become the stalker—and he's just as twisted.

A life without Blair Phillips is a life I refuse to live. At fourteen, she unknowingly became my anchor. Now thirty, I want her to be everything she was meant to be. We were in a state of transition, but… My heart. My life. My…everything belonged to her.

Savanah Miles sees ghosts. Always has. After a childhood discovery that shattered lives and divided a town, she walked away, leaving behind the whispers, the stares, and everything that made her a target. But when a body turns up in the exact spot she once claimed to see one, the FBI shows up with questions. Questions that drag her back home. Now paired with an all-too-charming agent who believes in things he probably shouldn't, Savanah finds herself in the middle of an investigation that feels all too personal.