Resultado Editorial "Podium Audio" em Suspense Romântico

I finally went to get a tattoo. It was supposed to be a beautiful white lily, but the big, grumpy tattoo artist had something else in mind. Only, he didn't freaking tell me before he got started. When it's time for the big reveal, I don't see a pretty flower; I see his name tattooed across the back of my shoulder. He says I'm his. That I'm his mate. My friends tell him to go to hell. That we're suing. But this grouchy beast isn't shaken. He doesn't care one bit and keeps saying that he's marked me, so I belong to him now.

Hey, it's your girl Von again. Remember when I said hunting down those two Accardi heirs would be a piece of cake? Well… I found one of them, only to realize he's a guy I hit and quit two years ago. What's even worse is the fact that I still remember him. I never remember my flings. I'm the girl who scratches the itch and moves on. Of all the itches, why did it have to be a clingy one? This maniac says we're soul mates. Ha! Yeah, right.

I didn't plan on being a runaway bride… but when I caught my fiancé banging one of my bridesmaids on our wedding day, my world got flipped upside down. In my panic, I called the one person who wouldn't ask any questions—my best friend, Carson James. He took one look at me and got us out of there fast. Unfortunately, I can't just run away without consequences. As country music's biggest star, people have a lot to say about my life and the choices I make.

Never thought I'd see her again—Lark, my best friend's baby sis, always off-limits. Until that one reckless night five years ago when we crossed every damn line. She made it clear she wasn't into ridin' with a biker, and I get it—her brother got locked up 'cause of the club, and a lotta bad shit followed. Now, Lark's back, with eyes full of secrets and a little girl who looks way too much like me. She denies it, but every time I look into that kid's eyes, it's like starin' in the mirror.

They broke me. Now I'm theirs to fix. And who is to say I didn't break them harder? They are mine now in a wicked game of destiny to convert anger into passion. Lies, lust, and madness intertwined into something so twistedly perfect. My fears were replaced by desire, and my morality by sinful cravings. I am as fu**ed up as they are, loving and living for their games the same way they all live for me. I wanted them as much as they wanted me, but most of all, we wanted revenge.

They say I'm a monster. Cold. Unfeeling. A man born to rule with bloodstained hands. They're not wrong. I don't feel guilt when I kill—only euphoria. There's nothing like the rush of holding someone's life in my hands, knowing I control the exact moment it ends. Life is weak. Fragile. Death is the only truth. Then I met Remi Cain. Quiet. Obsessed with the beauty of death, just like me. The second I see him, I want him. Not just his body, but his darkness—the parts no one else sees. I want to own him, break him, bind him to me with blood.

Ten years ago, my world crumbled around me. Losing my wife turned me into a shell of a man, stuck teaching entitled Ivy League brats by day and drowning my pain in meaningless sex by night. The club has saved me countless times, until she walks into my classroom. There's something behind the pain in her eyes that pulls me in, and even though I know she's forbidden, I can't stay away, no matter how hard I try.

She twirls over a pointe, majestic and irresistible, translating her pain into art. I watch her every day from the shadows, waiting for the time to strike. One move to the next, she's a star, my Marcella. My brother says I'm obsessed. I shouldn't desire her as much as I do. Only he knows the kind of monster I am, but now it's too late for salvation. She's mine.

I've built my career on taking down criminals, not falling into their beds. But Tristan Ferraro isn't just any criminal. When the mob enforcer obtains damning secrets that would destroy my reputation, I have no choice but to play his twisted game. What begins as blackmail quickly spirals into something far more dangerous. Tristan's obsession goes beyond leverage. He's determined to make me his while pulling me into his morally gray world.

I'm no stranger to survival. I've always acted a lot tougher than I am, but I'm a big believer in fake it until you make it. But even I couldn't imagine the relentless pursuit of my former kidnappers, and the only thing standing in their way is four calculating and dangerous men. Each time I think I've found some measure of relief, a new danger threatens to suffocate me. It's not just about who I can trust anymore. No, everyone has an agenda—even me. Why else would I find myself attracted to the men who are keeping me prisoner?

I slapped Gio Volante when he told me he'd be making me his bride today. But he just yanked my panties down, spanked me with his belt, then bound my hands with it and made me come hard.

Find a wife, or watch my sisters pay the price. That's the ultimatum from my cruel father. None of the women he has in mind interests me, and the only one I want hates me. But fate intervenes when Cassia witnesses a crime that could cost her life… and I'm the only one who can save her. In the world of the rich and powerful, wives are protected, and I've just found a solution to both of our problems. I've wanted Cassia for years. And now, she's mine.

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.

What's the best way to get over your ex? By drunk sexting his dad...and getting under him. In my defense, I thought I was texting my friend. If I knew my ex's dad was on the other side, reading every single word, I would've never sent those dirty texts. But I did. And now Elio wants more.

The blizzard wasn't just snow—it was fate trapping me with Alessandro Diamante. The most dangerous man in Italy. Thirteen years my senior, with hands that knew exactly how to make me surrender. I came to his mountain fortress hunting evidence that he murdered my brother. I stayed because his touch became my darkest addiction.

I knew I had to have her the second I saw her. Being the owner of The Executive Club, I've met my share of beautiful women, but none as beautiful as her. I was enamored with her from the second she walked into the room. She is innocent, naiveté, and sex all rolled into one. But I have a side to me that she cannot know about. I'm the future Don of the Marchetti famiglia, and my hands aren't clean. I have secrets I'm keeping from her, but I know she's hiding something from me too....

Under the smoky stage lights of my club, I watch an angel sing like she was made for sin. She doesn't know it yet, but she's about to pay off a debt—with her total submission. I took this empire from my own father. Rebuilt it in blood. Now, it's time to claim my little angel—my Angioletta—and make her my queen. Cassie Bellini is fire and attitude wrapped in temptation. A body begging to be pleasured. And bruises that tell me another man dared to touch what should belong to me.

The moment I laid eyes on Tildie—the most lucious curvy bartender in town—I knew she'd be mine. As President of Saint's Outlaws MC, I've built my reputation on protecting what belongs to me. And from the second I saw Tildie nervously tucking that strand of hair behind her ear, something primal inside me claimed her. She's got secrets. Demons that haunt her. And an ex who wants her back. Too f****ing bad.

Her brother sold her off, and now she belongs to me—she just doesn't know it yet. Ginevra Bianchi is nothing like the spoiled billionaire princess and politician's fiancée I thought she'd be. She doesn't bow, doesn't break, and that smart mouth of hers is going to get her into serious trouble—my kind of trouble. Her family owes me, and I always collect.

Esme Laurent is a con artist. An accomplished liar. A world-class thief. And probably the most beautiful and intriguing woman that Tyler Barrett has ever met. Sure, he has to arrest her at their first meeting, and she absolutely hates him, but…well, he has a job to do. And Tyler always gets the job done. Turns out, she is the new job.