Títulos em Literatura e Ficção

I'm not a good man, and I've never pretended to be. I don't believe in goodness or God or any happy ending that isn't paid for in advance. What do I believe in? Money. Sex. Macallan 18. They have words for men like me - playboy. Womanizer. Skirt chaser. My brother used to be a priest, and he only has one word for me: sinner.

We like to believe monsters don’t exist, even in the moonlit streets of a place like Salem, Massachusetts. But they’re very real...and very human. There’s danger lurking around every corner. People are vanishing off the street into thin air, never to be seen again.

Há muito tempo desde o divórcio e não parece errado estar tão empolgada por um aluno. Não quando você sabe que nada nunca vai acontecer. Afinal, não há muito que possa ocorrer quando você somente o encontra na companhia dos seus colegas de sala, e você mantém a autoridade do cargo de professora universitária. Mas uma noite, quando o encontra no cinema onde ele trabalha como lanterninha, os limites entre eles começam a sumir gradativamente até que se tornam invisíveis.

Uma escritora que se esconde atrás de um nome fantasia e se muda para uma nova casa. Um vizinho lindo que é também a grande inspiração para os livros dela. Ele nem imagina qual seja a verdadeira identidade de Ana. Ela teme que Raoni descubra que sabia tudo sobre a vida dele, antes mesmo de se conhecerem.

Abby Abernathy se tornou uma boa garota. Ela não bebe, nem fala palavrão, e acredita que seu passado sombrio ficou para trás. Porém, quando se muda a outra cidade para cursar a faculdade, seu recomeço é rapidamente ameaçado pelo bad boy da universidade.

A morte e ritorno. My family’s motto circles in my mind as I look this problem dead on and try to figure it out. I’ve faced worse than this. Survived worse odds than this. I won’t let this failure break me. We have 72 hours to turn this around. Seventy-two hours to make a new plan out of the dregs of the old. Seventy-two hours until all hope is lost. This task is impossible, but I still like my chances. I have an ace in my pocket, and his name is Mason Cain. He might not want to help me, but I don’t plan on giving him a choice in the matter.

I will break out of Darkmore Penitentiary. But I was a fool to think that it would be so simple. And now with more and more Fae relying on me to get them out of this slice of hell, I find myself unable to do a damn thing. Mason Cain stabbed me in the back and left me to rot in the dark. So now I have another goal in mind before I escape this place, because no one messes with the Queen of the Oscura Clan and lives to tell the tale. The moment I get out of here, my sights will be set on him.

Killian, Tristian, and Rath. These three men are a part of my past - one that I'd rather never look in the eye again. In high school, they knew my secrets and I knew theirs. They had power and I had nothing. The night everything fell apart, my stepbrother allowed his two best friends to take their rage out on me while he watched. While they laughed.

Diana Kelley is a couple's sex therapist with a problem: It’s her job to convince her clients of the importance of sexual and emotional intimacy, but after surviving a toxic relationship with an abusive ex, she's sworn off love and can’t fathom ever making herself vulnerable again. When her best friend, Ava, is injured the night she is scheduled to assist with a hands-on sexual education workshop, Diana is forced to find a short-term replacement. She knocks on the door of her neighbor Jude with a shockingly delicious favor to ask.

The worldwide phenomenon continues as Eva and Gideon face the demons of their pasts and accept the consequences of their obsessive desires.... From the moment I first met Gideon Cross, I recognized something in him that I needed. Something I couldn’t resist. I also saw the dangerous and damaged soul inside - so much like my own. I was drawn to it. I needed him as surely as I needed my heart to beat. No one knows how much he risked for me. How much I’d been threatened, or just how dark and desperate the shadow of our pasts would become.

Gideon Cross: As beautiful and flawless on the outside as he was damaged and tormented on the inside. He was a bright, scorching flame that singed me with the darkest of pleasures. I couldn’t stay away. I didn’t want to. He was my addiction…my every desire…mine. My past was as violent as his, and I was just as broken. We’d never work. It was too hard, too painful…except when it was perfect. Those moments when the driving hunger and desperate love were the most exquisite insanity. We were bound by our need. And our passion would take us beyond our limits to the sweetest, sharpest edge of obsession.…

Emocione-se e se surpreenda com a tão aguardada sequência da série Irmandade da Adaga Negra, da autora mais vendida do The New York Times, J. R. Ward! Xcor, líder do Bando de Bastardos e acusado de traição contra o Rei Cego, enfrentará um interrogatório brutal e um destino tortuoso nas mãos da Irmandade da Adaga Negra. Depois de uma vida marcada pela crueldade e por decisões infelizes, ele aceita seu destino de soldado, porém lamenta a perda da fêmea sagrada que nunca foi sua: a Escolhida Layla.

Gideon Cross came into my life like lightning in the darkness... He was beautiful and brilliant, jagged and white-hot. I was drawn to him as I’d never been to anything or anyone in my life. I craved his touch like a drug, even knowing it would weaken me.

Lena is a live wire, a chaotic force of nature who thrives on being pushed. Nate is a dominant man whose power is physical and direct, a perfect match for her wild energy. When they collide in a dim hotel suite, the result is a raw, intense struggle for control. But they are not alone. From the shadows, Tabby watches.

Her friend tells her there’s a cure for not wanting sex. But what if it works too well?

Chelsea seems interested in his money. Joe will play along, because he's interested in her.

My name is Larson Blackburn. If anyone had written a fiction novel that mirrored my life over the past year, I would've called it "Science" fiction, or accused said author of being high on crack. . . but the truth is, I'd be the one in denial. You see, through the most unlikely chain of events, it seems I've fallen in love with my nemesis. That's right. The one and only Troy Babilonia, a.k.a. "Babu the Literary Critic." Remember him? The one that attempted to 'black ball' my masterpiece of literary fiction and take me down with it?

Cammie has had one hell of a night. Her long-time abusive boyfriend pushed her to the limits and then a freaking wolf hit her car. While clutching a bag of frozen peas to her swollen eye she manages to rescue the animal and make it home. But what’s she do with it after that? Ian can’t believe his luck. After a stupid decision he’s been run out of every shifter territory he’s entered. Hoping Coyote Bluff would be different seems to have been his downfall.

She's done one job. But now she wants to do something that pays more money. Her clients will expect more out of her.

Ending a bad relationship is awful. Having to see their face everyday following that is worse. What better way to recharge the heart than a grand vacation to a mysterious Greek island? In a place where myths and legends are alive and well, David Angellus finds himself thrown through a gauntlet of godly games. Seduction, death, and rebirth are just the beginning of his odyssey