Resultado Editorial "Podium Audio" em Fantasia

Nobody ever believed me. Not when I was five and told them about the boy with pointy ears who saved my life in the forest. Not during thirteen miserable years of bullying and being labeled the town weirdo. Until a guy with golden eyes and a royal guard escort shows up at my door to drop a bombshell. That little boy? Yeah, he's real. And he's a fae Prince. And he magically linked my life to his when he saved me. I know what you're thinking. Lucky girl, right? Wrong. Because now the Prince is sick and apparently, I'm the only one who can save him. How can I possibly say no?

Recently freed from her obligations to hell, Lola is now a lone 1500-year-old Succubus wandering a dangerous world. Finding refuge among other immortals in what appears to be a human-deserted place, she's quick to realize that nothing is as it seems. Divines and Hellrisers might be getting along, but one Angel is out for her throat, seemingly not affected by her charms, while another immortal is hellbent on keeping her at his side. But everyone holds secrets. And Lola won't let them get close enough to unravel hers. Good thing she has a powerful Nephilim on her side...

In a world of orcs and men, artist Daisy Carlyle is about to lose her career, her relationship, and all her dreams. And when she seeks refuge in a deep cave, she just wants a moment alone to draw, to escape… Until the cave collapses and traps her inside. With an orc. There's no way out, and now Daisy is stuck in a dark stone prison with a deadly, terrifying stranger. A stranger whose face she can't see, and who only speaks in a deep, foreign growl.

I'm broke and need a job fast. The best tattoo artist in the Pacific Northwest is hiring a manager for his tattoo shop. So I don't have any experience... A few lies on my resume can fix that. Anyway, how hard can it be? I get the job and quickly find out that running a tattoo shop is very hard. Especially dealing with my new wild, brooding boss. He's an orc. An orc with a fiery temper. He's not all bad, though, with a deep love for his three black cats. But for me? Not so much.

With a glitter-sneezing caticorn and a thriving business, all Rosalyn needs is a romance as sweet as her baking. When a mysterious Rune Elf strides into Moonshine Hollow, bringing secrets and devastating charm, her perfectly measured life crumbles faster than a day-old scone. Bjorn is no ordinary elf. A secret prince looking for an escape, he's determined to forge his own path far from the expectations of his royal family. When he's tasked with helping a wild unicorn herd suffering from chaotic magic, he's relieved to focus on creatures instead of people.

The golden sun inked beneath the base of her neck is the reason for both. In Altaerra, it meant life as a Sunchosen, one of the twenty children branded by the Goddesses at birth to sit on the council ruling Altaerra. For Iris, it meant a fate confined in a glittering cage, forged and warped by power. Considered a traitor to the Divine after escaping the Bronze Palace as a child, Iris knows that maintaining her new life as an apothecary apprentice to the woman who saved her relies on remaining hidden.

Orion Leventis comes from a strong lineage that is connected to another strong lineage. History has proven that having a centaur in the pack makes it elite. Ask the Louries. The only thing this centaur is missing is a mate. When Orion joins a pack for the first time, will he be able to integrate the woman that he loves in the mix, or will there be a Big Bad Wolf to take her place?

Newly divorced and armed with nothing but grit, strong coffee, and a Pinterest board full of impossible dreams, my plans to renovate a crumbling seaside lodge are jeopardized by the town's grumpiest, greenest contractor. Gerralt Banesman is big, broody, and allergic to conversation. I'm sunshine, sass, and a walking chaos magnet. Our first meeting ended with spilled wood stain, sharp words, and one very offended orc.

Caliburn University isn't like other colleges. Latin is required. Dorms look like castles. And the fencing team never loses a match. It's the kind of place you have to be brilliant to get in, but insane to actually attend. Trust me—I would know. I'm coming to Caliburn to escape—escape my parents, escape the aftermath of my so-called breakdown, but mostly to escape the girl I was. Unstable. Delusional. Dangerous. All I have to do is study hard, achieve everything, and not get in any trouble, and I'll prove I'm not damaged goods. Prove I can pursue my passion without losing my mind.

She's everything I hate in this world. Ruthless. Cold. A stone-hearted villain. And she'll do whatever it takes to keep me in line. With the lives of my bonded in her stony grasp, I must do as she says—biding my time until my people are safe. But fate has other plans, and a surprise visit leaves me reeling, setting in motion a chain of events that I'm helpless to stop.

Lyra Izacalli does not clutch onto the jagged remnants of her past—she buries them deep beneath her skin. To feel is to give power to the past—to let grief and memory carve through her like a blade. But Lyra refuses to let them win. She will not let the sharpened words of men who call themselves nobles and kings cut deeper than they deserve. If they cannot wound her, they cannot control her. And if they cannot control her, then freedom is hers to claim—despite her feeling anything but free.

Love? Loyalty? Protection? Just whispers of hope, I stopped listening to. The Cold Moon Pack made sure of it—breaking me piece by piece, stripping away every part of who I was. Until they crashed into my world. Uninvited. Unapologetic. Impossible to stop. Three dangerously possessive wolf shifters who I never expected to notice me at all. One with golden eyes who watches me like I already belong to him. One with a sharp tongue and a sunshine grin that hides a storm of violence. And one tattooed in shadows, whose darkness calls to something fractured—and burning—inside me.

Sparta is dying. Gods once ruled the land, until King Menelaus cast them out and crowned himself in their place. Now, drought scorches the earth and a mysterious affliction steals the breath from the living, while defiance is answered with death. When the king resurrects the ancient trials meant to choose his queen, Helena becomes her dying village's only hope.

The journey isn't over. Jared and Ella's story continues in the next pulse-pounding installment of the HellBeast Kings story. As darkness looms and the past refuses to stay buried, secrets will be unearthed, alliances shattered, and destinies rewritten.

Cleaning offices was far from Penelope's dream job. But dreams don't pay the bills, and if she wanted to save her family's home, she needed money fast. Her grumpy, annoyingly sexy orc boss didn't factor into her plans at all. Or so she kept telling herself....

I ran into a werewolf at a grocery store. The moment our eyes met, he decided I was his mate. Now he's trapped in his furry form, threatening every other guy who so much as looks in my direction. His friends try to convince me that I need to stay in his house until he goes human again, but I refuse. So he shifts back. And the giant of a man—er, wolfman—basically carries me away himself. This werewolf is hunting me, and honestly? I'm a very willing victim.

Jessa Tamson desperately needs a win. Her three-year relationship ended in heartbreak, her dream job evaporated, her car was stolen, and her rent just skyrocketed. She's about ready to tell the universe exactly where to go—until a strange tarot card dating app starts popping up on her phone. It's persistent, mysterious, and downright annoying, but when it promises an escape from her current mess of a life, she decides to take a leap of faith—and a flight to Scotland.

The Battle of Saltstone is won. The people live. Kingdom armies are retreating in disarray. And Irina is dead. Or is she? A new darkness rises, one with shifting faces no one sees coming. This time, its goal is not the people of the land; it is magic itself.

The wedding of Alison Lennox to Dr. Keir Ainsley promises to be the event of the winter season in Herot's Hollow. (Well, apart from the first-ever 'lectric lighting of the Winter Solstice tree, that is.) Everyone in town is coming together for the big day, including Keir's sister Charlotte, the baker's new apprentice, who will be in charge of the wedding cakes.

Did we need to hold a Halloween party? No, of course not. Was I going to anyway? You better freakin' believe it. I didn't even feel bad! We needed a break! Even if it was for a day, a healthy work-life balance was essential…even if it was holding a bloody Halloween party and the work was determining who was sucking the magic out of people like goddamn juice boxes.