Resultado Editorial "Podium Audio" em Literatura e Ficção

I played by the rules my whole life. I climbed the ranks and became an undercover agent, tasked with taking down Kyle O'Reilly, the country's most corrupt police commissioner, and superstar Jackson O'Reilly's father. Then, with a single touch, I fall madly in love with Aurora Embers, Jackson's fiancée, and throw it all away. When I'm assigned to investigate Kyle's death, I do whatever it takes to get back to her. Stalking. Manipulating. Obstruction of justice. When my partner and best friend accuses Aurora of playing me, I don't care.

After escaping the castle of a warlock, who intended to use me as a magical breeding vessel, I thought my problems were finally over. That is, until gravity betrayed me and dropped me straight into the massive arms of Rudgar, an orc warrior who took one look at me and decided fate had finally delivered him his mate. Now I'm stuck with an overprotective giant who growls at anything that dares to breathe in my direction.

Echo Kane doesn't make mistakes. As the merciless head of Catalyst, his job is simple: dismantle the Romanov legacy, one corpse at a time. But when Katya Romanov ends up in his hands, defiant, dangerous, and sin wrapped in skin, his carefully built world begins to crack. She's the daughter of his sworn enemy. She's leverage. A means to an end. So why does he want to taste her screams? Why does he dream of her begging, not for freedom, but for more?

As soon as Alexander catches sight of his son's girlfriend, he wants her to be his. Consumed by an intense attraction, Alexander embarks on a mission to seduce the younger woman, even if it means stealing her from his son.

It was my time to motherfucking shine. I've always been underestimated. The type of personality I had ensured that. I liked to joke around a lot. Have fun. Make people laugh. Being underestimated kinda came with that territory, and that was okay. I didn't mind. But now, I had the chance to prove myself. To show that I wasn't just the idiot, class clown of the Bratva. To show my true potential. What I was capable of. To show my siblings and my father that I could be depended on by doing the impossible.

Boyd Sagona spanked me this morning, but being punished like a naughty little girl over this arrogant brute's lap while trying to keep a writhing, red-assed orgasm at bay the whole time was just the beginning of a day spent learning how thoroughly a man like him can tame a girl like me.

Tragedy has left me with nowhere to go. Until my dad's best friends—a stern cop and a cocky electrician—take me in and give me a home. But Cole and Travis are used to being bachelors. Having a young woman to look after is difficult to say the least. Lucky for them, I don't want to be taken care of. I want to push their limits. I want to break their rules. I want them. They're twice my age. Off-limits. Completely forbidden. The longer we live under one roof, the harder it is to pretend there's no chemistry brewing between us. I'm not their responsibility anymore. I'm their temptation.

Kenric Mastiff is an impulsive force, forged in violence. Raised by a cold-hearted kingpin, he now rules an empire where every move is strategic, and nothing is left to chance…not even his heart. His only true companions are his owls and his chessboard—until he meets her. Mira Laurent, a gifted violinist with a soft heart and a painful past, becomes Kenric's obsession. Her music quiets a storm inside of him that he finds hard to ignore. Taken against her will but seduced by his twisted obsession, Mira finds herself truly seen, for the first time in her life.

If this feisty little human hadn't tried to blow one of our heads off before we even caught her scent, we might have been a little bit gentle when we mounted and rutted her for the first time. But now our naughty mate is going to have to earn our seed before she's bred. We're going to hunt her down, tear off her clothes, and teach her what happens to bad girls. Then we're going to make her come so hard she begs for our knots.

I am the Reaper. Death incarnate, the Sovereign's most lethal weapon. I don't forgive. I don't forget. And this time—everyone bleeds. She was supposed to be leverage. The daughter of my enemy. My revenge, collared and chained. But she ruined everything. Now I crave her like I crave violence. And I'll burn the Sovereign Empire to claim what's mine. Her tears. Her screams. Her soul. I'm not just the villain. I'm the end.

Zaysh was never meant to rule. Sent to the Princes' School against his will, exiled from his freedom and his desires, he returns home after three years only to discover that his brother has married into a powerful kingdom and gained the upper hand in the race for the throne. The solution standing before him seems to be a marriage with a princess of even greater political weight. Before surrendering to this new duty, Zaysh plans one final week of unrestrained freedom—a sex-filled escape before everything changes.

A moonlit pumpkin patch deep in the forest, where jack-o'-lanterns glow, and fog clouds my vision. It's exactly the kind of place I've always dreamed of being hunted, chased by a masked man until I have nothing left to give. Tonight, my fantasy is my reality. As I run barefoot through the maze of orange lanterns, my heart pounding with terror, I realize my pursuer isn't just playing a game—he's staking a claim. Every step deeper into the patch brings me closer to surrender, further from any desire to escape.

This isn't just another lust-filled weekend wrapped in luxury. It's a declaration, and this time, he isn't just claiming her body. He's staking his claim on forever. But with power, pleasure, and pressure all closing in… can she handle everything that comes with being his, or will it all come crashing down?

Ambrose King is everything I hate–ruthless, smug, and far too good at getting under my skin. He's my biggest business rival with a knack for stealing my clients. When my date doesn't show up at the couples retreat we're both at, the asshole convinces me to fake a relationship in order to secure the deal of a lifetime. I don't like him. I definitely don't trust him. And I absolutely shouldn't enjoy it when he wraps a hand around my throat, tells me to kneel, and calls me sweetheart. But I do. God help me–I do.

I'm the RA. He's the resident I'm about to write up for the third time this week. My life is a series of checklists and rules. As the Resident Advisor, my job is to maintain order. His job, apparently, is to be the chaos magnet in 3B, blasting music at all hours and driving me insane. But when I march to his door to finally lay down the law, he opens it shirtless, tattooed, and smirking. And then his scent hits me. Thunderstorms. Ink. And something primal that screams mine.

I matched with a stranger on a queer hookup app. He's bold. Filthy. Addictive in a way that makes me forget everything else. I don't know his name. He doesn't know mine. But when I'm at lunch with my girlfriend and see Micah Blackman standing there—my ex-best friend, the boy I kissed and then ruined—the game changes. Micah's back after two years of silence. He's inked, pissed off, and he's back on the team, the one I captain. Which would be fine…if I didn't still want him. If I weren't still pretending I'm straight. If the last time we played together, I hadn't ruined his life.

Ajaih Jeffries is a 42-year-old Air Force veteran with battle scars you can't always see. After years of unraveling generational pain and rediscovering her voice, she's found refuge and pleasure in the arms of a loving, affirming polycule. But when a deeply buried trauma resurfaces, Ajaih finds herself in the emergency room, breathless and spiraling… until she locks eyes with the nurse who helps steady her world with nothing more than a quiet touch and a look that lingers.

Ninety-one years ago, I stumbled upon a window to a strange new world. Beyond, there were blue skies and odd trees, and flowers like nothing I'd ever seen. Curiosity got the better of me, and life as I knew it changed forever. Ljómur was the military's best-kept secret. Behind those walls, I was experimented on and studied, torn apart and put back together. Caged, collared, and stripped of any sense of identity I once had. A lifelong prisoner. Now I'm free, and my former hell has been destroyed. Every bar that once confined me lies in ruin, yet I still can't escape my cage.

The bakery is the only thing in my life that truly matters—at least that's true until I let a man I don't know chase me through the woods in an act of defiance. The rules are simple. The masks stay on, and the word 'no' doesn't exist. Now my life is spiraling out of control, and the only thing that makes sense is the man in the mask. But eventually, when the mask has to come off, where will that leave us?

It was supposed to be an easy job: keep an eye on Myles until I'm sure he's not a threat to us, then forget he exists and go back to living my life. But the more I observe him, the more I realize that Myles is unlike anyone I've ever known, and toying with him is just as much fun as watching him. I want things from him I've never wanted before, and the more I watch him, the more I'm sure he wants them too. He just doesn't want to want them.