Resultado Editorial "Podium Audio" em Literatura e Ficção

From the moment I spotted him on the side of the road, I knew he was trouble. Now I'm kneeling at the mercy of a masked devil with my boyfriend's blood on my hands. He tells me to call him Saint because he saved me... that I should be thankful he spared me a worse fate. I'm tempted to fight him or bargain. But when Saint tells me to run, a twisted part of me wonders if he'll chase.

My pretty little Puppet dreamed of monsters and things that go bump in the night. She ached to forget about responsibilities and expectations long enough to let a faceless predator chase her through the woods. So I gave Peyton Everett everything she ever dreamed of. Once I hired her as my housekeeper, I brought her to the middle of nowhere to maintain my estate, and then I anonymously contacted her through the website she only visited when she was alone.

My family has always told me I was destined for the Crawford Pack, my future set in stone from the day I was born. But I've never cared for the life of birthing babies for a pack. Not when I've got Jasper—rugged, packless, and watching me from across the ranch with a hunger in his eyes. The night he confesses his feelings, I run away with him. It's a dream come true until my heat hits—but one alpha isn't enough for an omega, and he leaves me. Desperate, I flee into the night, searching for relief. And that's when I find them.

Hockey is my life. It's my only goal, my only escape, and everything was going according to plan. All I had to do was focus on the game, keep my head down, then get drafted into the NHL. Starting my senior year at FU, everything was as perfect as always. But sometimes, just because you play on the same team, doesn't mean you can play nice. And it turns out I enjoy taunting a certain teammate just as much as I enjoy being on the ice. Daemon Forbes loathes me, but I love nothing more than fanning the flames of that hatred into an inferno.

No matter how much I try, I can't stop thinking about the man who can make my fantasies come to life in a way no one else has. Nothing could have prepared me for the reveal of my mystery man. I was supposed to be working on myself, trying to figure out my identity outside of my family or a boyfriend. Which led me to explore my desires at the local club, Avalon. And what I found there was more than I bargained for. He's not just funny, attentive, and slightly obsessed with me. He's also the last man I should be falling in love with.

Grayson Kane liked to pretend I was just his wife's daughter, that whatever tension crackled between us wasn't a two-way street. Until I sent the "accidental" nude, that is. Then it became abundantly clear that he should leave the acting to my mother. He could deny it for eternity, but he wanted me, too, and no amount of distance or superimposed rules were going to keep me from doing what I do best—pushing limits for sport. Unfortunately for him, Grayson was nothing but limits. Calm, controlled, coiled so tight it was practically an invitation. Behave, Lyric. Or else.

I'm a feral omega with one rule: Never get attached; Never let anyone in. But five alphas are about to shatter everything I thought I knew—and this time, I can't blame it on my biology. The Ghosts are killers with fractured souls. Monsters in human skin. But somehow, they've become my monsters. Especially Wraith, the silent, scarred sentinel who sees me like no one else. And as I realize I'm starting to fall for him, I also realize something even more terrifying. I'm falling for them all.

Gavin has been toying with mortals' lust and desire for longer than he can remember. He's ditched the wings and silly bow and arrows in exchange for something more powerful: a dating app he designed called Cupid's Arrow. Valentine's is Gavin's favorite night of the year, and Cupid's Arrow is hosting a singles event at the hottest club in town. Gavin is ready to sit back and watch the fun—until she walks in.

She's an intelligence officer on orders to go overseas on her first deployment. Despite who her parents are, she's determined to prove she belongs there. After getting informed by her step-father, Admiral Ravenmore, that she's a target for multiple enemies, he assigns Operator Creature as her personal security to watch over her while she's on deployment. Ever since they collided, she's been under the mysterious, tall, scarred, and masked Daegan Hannibal's spell.

What's worse than having a drink dumped all over me on my birthday? Sucker punching the guy that did it… And then finding out he's a dangerous Bratva boss. I went to the Velvet Lounge to celebrate my 21st birthday, and escape my father's iron grip. He secretly betrothed me to his client's son… Now, I'm expected to marry him on my birthday! Instead, I bumped into Andrey Belov. Actually, he crashed into me, spilling his sticky, sweet drink all over me.

Paris is full of vibrance and flavor. It's a place where dreams are forged and broken. The city of love has everything to offer, and I want it all. There's a new restaurant in town offering a unique chance at becoming sous chef if you can prove you're the best of ten competitors. And I won't let anything stand in the way of my culinary victory. But the pretty little French girl with golden hair and cherry red lips sharing my station in the Dix kitchen throws my entire world off its axis.

Adam Wright may be a self-made billionaire, but he's also a beast. Most children grow up hating a storybook villain. Based on the injuries that man inflicted on my brother, I grew up hating a real one. When he sort of kidnaps me and drags me back to his fairytale mansion, it feels like yet another cliché antihero stunt. Here's the thing, though. Most villains don't weep real tears when they see you having a diabetic episode. They don't abandon their billion-pound empire so they can roll up their sleeves and pull your company back from the brink of bankruptcy.

Mercer Bentley Palmerston is an outcast—the pariah of his family—so what better source to get dirt on the Palmerstons than their black sheep? Intrigued by his lingerie, Blake sees an opportunity to get closer to Mercer, but he has no idea how much trouble he's invited into his life by taking him in. Mercer might be a brat, but Blake has no interest in taming him. He's a sly demon with ever-changing rules, a larger-than-life personality, and covers his weaknesses with sharp wit. There's more to Mercer than his outright refusal to behave, and Blake is the only one who realizes why.

Jess is trapped: in a loveless relationship, in a small village with no family to count on. Trapped in her own chronically ill body, her only escape lies within the game and with her friends—MourningStar, Quietek, and Minxy. When an unexpected heat strikes, Jess turns to her virtual friends for help. The real-life personas of her online allies come to her rescue, blurring the lines between fantasy and reality.

They call me irreparable. A feral omega who can't be tamed. And I've bitten every alpha who's tried. Before they can either put me down or send me to a breeding facility, fate intervenes in the form of a masked spec-ops team that deals in death and destruction. The Ghosts.

I could have run. But I chose them instead. My pack of broken alphas. And the Ghosts will burn this world to the ground to keep me safe. As we gather unexpected allies and prepare to strike at the heart of the Council, I realize something that terrifies me more than any enemy. I'm not just their omega anymore. I'm their salvation. Their reason to live. Their reason to die.

Living alone on my family's ranch was supposed to be peaceful. But then the Hellstone triplets moved in next door, turning my world upside down. Keaton Hellstone, the playful tease, always has a mischievous grin that promises trouble. His passion and adventurous spirit keep me constantly on edge. Owen Hellstone, the aggressive and dominant one, commands attention with his raw, primal energy. Every encounter with him is a mix of fear and excitement. Gray Hellstone, the calm and authoritative mediator, knows how to read my every emotion.

Fueled by her impulsive desire to create a memorable night, Sovanna approaches the finest man in the club. Boldly, she introduces herself to Zahir, confident he won't reject her...and he doesn't. Instead, he exceeds her expectations, making it clear that a mere one-night stand was just the beginning for them and the least she could've asked for. With Zahir, Sovanna realizes that she means much more to him than a fleeting, passionate encounter.

My name is Hector Briar, and I live for revenge. It's been eighteen years since Witch Hunters murdered my parents, and still, the night haunts me. A part of me died that night when six-year-old me was forced to listen to their brutal murder. Since then, I've gone from prey to predator. I spend my nights stalking Oxford's streets for those who'd see me slaughtered for being what I am. A witch. And more than that, the son of the last Grand High.

As you know, I'm Billie Mahoney… actually Wilhelmina Agnese Mahoney-Volpella, half-Irish, half-Italian, a fox-shifter (yup, totally owning it), mated and bonded to three hot-as-feck wolf-shifters—and apparently a royal. Whatever the feck that means.