Resultado Editorial "Podium Audio" em Cidade Pequena e Rural

Danny Hall is terminally single. That's not surprising, given that he lives in the tiny township of Goose Run, Virginia, and the only other gay guys he knows live with him in his grandma's house and are like brothers to him. It probably also doesn't help his dating prospects that he works at a gas station. When a series of petty disputes with his awful neighbor escalates into a legal matter, Danny calls in a lawyer. But when Miller Clarke turns up on his doorstep, Danny finds himself chasing more than just legal advice.

When I arrive in the small town of West Falls to live with my Granny, I'm determined to move past the job loss and breakup that brought me here. But it only takes a fall through a ramp and a call to the local fire department to realize my streak of bad luck isn't over. To my surprise, the firefighter who rescues me turns out to be the same handyman my granny hires to fix the ramp he saved me from. There's something different about him—he's warm, welcoming, and genuinely kind. As our friendship grows, everyone around us seems to think we're more than friends.

Parker Hayes has finally found her rhythm at Catch You Latte, her cozy cafe known for frothy lattes and mouthwatering desserts. But when a glitzy engagement party ends in murder, Parker's peaceful routine gets a sprinkle of chaos. The victim has ties to Parker's assistant, Hazel, pulling Parker into an investigation she'd rather avoid. As she digs deeper, she uncovers whispers of shady dealings and a scheme that could rock Magnolia Grove's picture-perfect reputation.

My ex-husband—the town sheriff—pulled me over for speeding. Throwing up on him instead of getting a ticket? Definitely not my proudest moment. Neither was telling him the tiny little detail that I'm pregnant… from the one night we spent together at his brother's wedding. It was supposed to be a one-time thing, for old times' sake. But Carter insists on doing everything his way. Including taking a chance on us.

I'm Aria Delgado, and this is my story. Ten years ago, my fiancé betrayed me in the worst way—he chose my sister. I swore I'd never set foot on Longhorn Ranch again. But now, I don't have a choice. My father is gone, the family ranch is on the verge of collapse, and half of it belongs to me, the other half to my sister, and she can't sell it fast enough. I won't let that happen. My ancestral home is more than dirt and fences—it's my legacy. But the odds are stacked against me. The debts are too high, and someone is trying to drive me out of my land.

Living in the heart of Oklahoma, I'm just a cowboy with boots rooted firmly in running Rainbow Ranch. As eldest brother and professional worrier, I spend my days working hard with my family and yearning for someone I can never have. Priscilla. She's called Rainbow Ranch home for years, and without her, my world would fall apart. Pris is gorgeous and smart and deserves everything good in her life. While I've always had eyes for her, I've never been brave enough to cross the fence between friends and lovers.

I've always lived a simple life. The ranch and my horse are all I've ever needed. My world was quiet and solitude. It suited me just fine. Until I met her… Maddison Mackenzie ended up in Clearwater Creek by chance. She's beautiful, she's chaotic, and she's everything I never knew I wanted. Now I just have to convince her to stay.

I meant to protect my heart. Instead, I'm knee-deep in self-inflicted torture. Tripp is a hazard in boots, while I'm a recovering romantiholic. I could've stomached the side effects of friend-zoning ourselves—including a brutal mess of longing stares and simmering jealousy. But then he offered to solve a problem of mine and teach me a few things—sans clothing. Strictly platonic. Purely educational.

Was it a sin to hate the dead? It was something I had pondered many times over the past ten months. Although it wasn't why I required medication to sleep at night. I wasn't truly concerned about the level of darkness that resided in my soul. It was the images of the night I had watched a bullet take down the boy I had loved most of my life. Seeing the life leave his body, the way his eyes had gone void. It haunted me. Even now that I knew he'd betrayed me. That what I thought had been real had all been a lie. Crosby Cash had been in love, alright, just not with me.

The plan: Fix up my inherited bookstore and get out of town. The problem: The Grady brothers. And this positive pregnancy test. It figures. My car breaks down, and suddenly I'm tangled in the sheets with the local bad boy mechanic. Mason definitely should've been a one-time thing. Except he's drop-dead gorgeous—and has two brothers. Ethan, the oldest and grumpiest, growls like I already belong to him. And Owen, the quiet one, has hands that say stay awhile. Now these mechanics are all in my business. Fixing my car. Repairing my bookshop. Showing up shirtless like it's in their job description.

I've finally escaped the everyday hell I've dealt with since I was a child. Moving to the small Colorado town of Raven Creek to build a new life felt like the best idea at the time. One of peace, calm nights, and good friends. But when I introduce the hot-as-sin cowboy as my fake boyfriend for one night, everything shifts. The question is, is it for better or worse?

Billie Wallace has spent her whole life trying to prove she's more than the Wallace Ranch's "wild" only daughter. All she wants is a shot at barrel racing—and a purpose beyond crunching numbers in her daddy's office. But when her very first run ends in disaster, Billie lands flat on her back with Ryder Rivers—her childhood crush, her brother's best friend, and the town's notorious heartbreaker—hovering over her. In all the years she's known him, Ryder has never entertained Billie's shameless flirting. But after her fall, he's suddenly everywhere.

From the moment I step on the plane from New York to South Carolina, I go from Mark Abbott, hated quarterback, to Mark Hainley, unassuming small-town boy on his way to a tiny beach town and a private resort for a two-week escape all alone. At least, that's the plan. Until I sit down next to football-oblivious and possibly crazy Frannie Baker on my flight. Her beauty makes me look twice, but it's everything else about her that draws me in. From her fear of flying to her comforting herself with Eminem lyrics to her love of books, I can't help but want to know more.

Noelle Whitten is living her dream. Too bad finally owning the bakery she's always wanted feels more like a nightmare, as the pressure of trying to live up to her family's legacy reaches a boiling point. Shay Harland didn't move to Wintermore to make enemies. She wanted to be closer to her brother, but small-town life is lonelier than she expected, and the one person she has something in common with, fellow baker Noelle, hates her. When they're forced to share a kitchen for a movie project, Noelle's biggest rival quickly becomes her biggest craving.

When I found an injured wolf outside the Witches' Brew, I couldn't leave him to suffer alone. Taking him home, I nursed him back to health. Little did I know he was actually a wolf shifter, investigating a series of unusual activities happening outside of Pleasant Grove. I thought I was done with romance, but as I get to know the man behind the wolf, my heart slowly starts to open again. The looks of longing and the sizzling connection between us can't be denied, and the longer he stays with me, the more I start hoping for things I know I shouldn't.

After being married for almost fifteen years, I never expected my husband to ask for an open marriage so we can "explore" and "find happiness." I also never expected my hot older neighbor to be the one who dries my tears. He is every good girl's bad boy fantasy come to life. Well over six feet and covered in ink, he's got a gruff voice and attitude to match, but while he's been known to be a bear to other people, he's only ever a cub with me.

Moving to the small town of Rockland seemed like a no-brainer for Lexie. New place, new people, and miles away from the reminders and trauma of her own childhood. Needing something to fill her time, she accepts a job with Jace, her married but very separated friend. What happens when they cross the fine line between love and friendship without confronting the ghosts of their pasts? When the ghosts come knocking, a choice sends Lexie running straight towards danger and a life she thought she had left far behind.

I still can't forget him. His golden eyes. The sinful things he whispered in my ear. The mark he'd left on the side of my neck. No man since has compared to him. But I'll never see him again. He disappeared without a trace. But when I run into a man who looks just like him on Main Street? I can't let it go. He's going by a different name, but I know it's him. He's hiding in plain sight. He's dangerous. Full of secrets. And he stares at me with a hunger in his eyes. And I know why. I think he might be a vampire.

Holly McLean, a passionate geologist and reluctant heiress to a Texas oil empire, isn't looking for love—especially not while she's on vacation. But after a little pressure from her best friend, she dons the alias "Lula Ann Smith" and finds herself at a small-town speed dating event she wants nothing to do with. That is, until she meets Bubba Jones, a rugged cowboy with an easy smile who likes burgers, sunsets . . . and her. What starts as a game of pretend quickly turns into something achingly real. For the first time, Holly imagines a life lived on her own terms, with a love that feels true.

Maisie Pickett's life is going great—if you count a struggling bike business, an unwanted roommate, and a not-so-charming stranger who's way too sketchy to trust. When Griff—just Griff—arrives on Michigan's Mackinac Island, where cars are a no-go and horses have the right of way, Maisie knows three things: 1. He's ridiculously hot. 2. He's clearly rich. 3. He's definitely trouble. Fast-forward one day, and Mister Tall, Dark, and Difficult shows up at her seriously understaffed shop, offering to work for nearly nothing. He can't mean it. There must be a catch.