Resultado Editorial "Tantor Media" em Fantasia

Her name was Janet, but the psycho who had owned her called her Twenty. She'd do anything to forget about her time as an evil man's Doll. Even trust another bad man with her darkest secrets. The damaged Alley Cat shifter shows her glimpses of the normal life she desperately longs for. But he might be just as broken as she is. And even if he's not, girls like her don't get happy endings.

At only sixteen years of age, she is a beautiful terror, with her wavy blond locks and her shockingly violet eyes. Her skin is as fair as she is foul. Only I can stop her. Only I dare to rise up against her, for the sake of a kingdom that is not my own. Others may scorn me for interfering, but interfere I must. I will not allow this exquisite monster to harm more than she already has. Some might call me the monster, but I? I know the truth, and I will not hesitate to do what I must.

Screaming Woods, where the monsters dwell . . . and love goes to die. Or at least it feels that way. Because finding love isn't easy when you're green. Thanks to a mad scientist and his potion spiked punch, I'm a lovely shade of chartreuse and my scary reputation for being obsessed with sparkly shoes precedes me. I'd given up on love until my dark knight literally rode in on a big, black horse. The spark was instantly there, the only thing missing—his head.

I was supposed to be on vacation on Earth, resting after I helped Pan defeat Hook and free the realms. I didn't expect to meet Cassandra, a woman with a soul full of the most beautiful music I've ever heard. Nor did I expect my encounter with her to consume my mind. But my father Zeus is determined to exert his power over me, to reinforce his dominance and ensure that I'm no threat to him. Because of his suspicion and envy, visiting Cassandra on Earth is more complicated and dangerous than I anticipated.

My life has really taken a complicated turn here in Oakthorne. I keep hoping some fairy godmother will show up and offer to turn back time for me. Not too much, just enough to ease this pain. Yeah. Right. As much as there's hurt, there's also Death. He is a complication, and a beautiful one I can't resist when I really, really should. He consumes my every waking moment, submerges me in raging desire I never want to break free from.

When Thoth finds Kema instead of the dangerous sorcerer he was expecting, he makes her a deal . . . she has to help him capture all the creatures she's set loose in Alexandria. If she refuses, there's a spot in the Duat that Thoth has already picked out for a thief like her. Kema has a way of wriggling under Thoth's defenses and sparks a fire inside of him. She is dangerous, infuriating, utterly irresistible . . . and he can't get enough of her.

Death was all he deserved . . . until it wasn't. No sooner than I step out of sight of Death, and what our deal has wrought, do I regret the words I've spoken. My heart aches from the harshness of my tongue, and I wonder if I have made a grave mistake. And yet, I do not turn back. No. Instead, I harden my heart against these thoughts. Against my feelings. Sealing my fate with yet another mistake borne of disobedience . . . not only to my mother's dying wish, but to the true desires of my soul. A fate that will force me to my very knees to save the ones I love. To save him. To save . . . us.

My labyrinth is dying. For my kingdom to survive, I must convince my fated mate to invoke the most ancient of magics—the carnal kind. Too bad my mate's a human who didn't know monsters existed until she saw me.

Between the fights about who actually left socks all over the apartment (totally her) and who was the biggest workaholic (maybe a tie), we start to realize that the past isn't going to stay buried. All it takes is one illicit moment on the back of a motorcycle for us to reignite the passion that used to burn so hot between us. Returning to a love that broke both our hearts isn't going to help us survive. In fact it might just kill us. Problem is, we were never good at resisting one another.

I would never leave you. It just may take me a second to find you. No matter what life Eva has lived, she's always done whatever it takes to save them. Her soulmates. Damon, the fallen angel who would burn the world for her. Beckham, her golden fae, the first boy she ever loved. Mason, the incubus with a dark past and a voice that makes the heavens cry.

The Fae King claims me as his own, but a fairytale ending is not in my foreseeable future. Half of the kingdom supports our union. The other half of the kingdom wants to hunt me down. I keep getting visions, and I must run to escape that possible truth. How am I supposed to convince the kingdom I'm not evil? I can't even convince myself.

On my first day in the town, I get caught up in a strange murder case, and Death saves my life. Yes, the Death. The delectable, mysterious Death. Goodness, he is hotness personified. But what happened to make him walk away from his responsibilities? And why is he so deliciously tempting, my desire a raging inferno every time he looks at me with those incredible eyes? I shouldn't be thinking of an immortal being like this, but with every passing hour I can't stop myself from falling deeper into infatuation.

I need to quit. I've been telling myself that every day for the last six months. I knew as soon as I started working for Hudson as his virtual assistant that this wasn't going to work out. He's rude, bossy, and a total grouch. I've only managed to last this long because whenever he starts being a jerk, I sass him right back. Enough is enough though. It's time for me to find a new job. Except when I finally meet him in person to tell him that I quit, he refuses to accept my resignation. Suddenly, instead of the grumpy jerk that I'm used to, Hudson seems to be trying to be almost . . . nice.

A soul lost in a world of darkness that wants nothing more than to devour me. To claim me as its own before I have a chance to escape. Before I have a chance to remember who I am...and how I came to be here. Before I remember him. But even then, the Underworld has no intention of letting me go. Not unless I can win them to my side.

Zander Leery gave up on the idea of family a long time ago. He has no ties to anyone or anything so the last thing he expected was a phone call saying his estranged older sister made him guardian to a niece he'd never known existed. With no idea what else to do with the child, he heads for Noir, Louisiana, in search of the younger half-sister he barely remembers, but what he finds in the little bayou town will change his life forever.

Tavish Lathan sees the future in his dreams. Because he lacks a full command of the talent he inherited from his mother, his predictions don't always come to pass. So when death clouds the destiny he foresees for a beautiful visitor to the Lathan keep, Tavish prays this foreshadowing will be one of his unfulfilled visions.

Let's get one thing straight. I never wanted Persephone to live in the Underworld. But I owed Peter Pan a favor, and even I don't want to screw over an influential Fae like him. So when he asked me to take Persephone to the Realm of the Dead with me, for her protection, I had to say yes. Persephone was in the Neverland realm for decades, living as a child among the Lost Kids, hiding from people who crave her abilities. Now she's here in the Underworld, with a new adult body to match her true inner age, and I'm starting to regret my decision to let her live in my palace.

As a doctor used to working in war zones, Ayla thought she would be prepared for the worst kind of conflict. That is until she's kidnapped and then saved by a massive mercenary determined to keep her safe. Not only does Ayla learn her father isn't dead, but she's also being babysat by a god of war. A god who isn't exactly acting like the villain that the stories have made him out to be. Trying to hide from bounty hunters is hard enough, but neither Ayla or Set is going to be prepared for what they awaken in each other. They will both pay the ultimate price to keep each other safe.

The mate I rejected made a grave error. He played his hand too early, and he underestimated what a shifter is willing to survive in the name of love. When my mates, my family, and my pack are all threatened, there will be casualties. Who deserves to survive? And when the pieces start to fall into place—who really gets what they deserve?

Hiding a secret so awful that his only hope for survival is to remain hidden, Grayson has lived most of his life pretending to be someone he isn't. After years serving as a commander to his lord and friend, Grayson can no longer hold back the past. He leaves in search of answers only to find evil awaits him. Until he discovers an achingly beautiful woman who stirs his deepest passions and all-consuming need.