Resultado Editorial "Podium Audio" em Fantasia Sombria

I was raised in the dark, sharpened into a weapon, and sent into the mortal world to secure my coven's future. The Southern Kingdom holds secrets, and I will uncover them. But it holds my past—Cage, the man who slaughtered my mother, now stands as the King's most trusted mage. Stronger. Colder. Alive. She was supposed to be dead. A ghost from an old life. But Millicent walks these halls, her power coiled like a snake beneath her skin. She is everything I was warned about—ruthless, dangerous, a disciple of a monster.

The flames danced like madness in the wanderer's eyes. He'd faced the monster posing as Soldier in combat, and he had won. But at what cost? Forty-seven villagers of Alhs are dead. So many that they could not bury them all, and so they had looked to the old ways. They had looked to the flames. Forty-seven. They had been people yesterday. Today, they were nothing but memory. Nothing but ash drifting away on the wind, disappearing into the night.

Gilgamesh has finally reached Al-Lazar, the legendary City of Dust. But what he finds is not salvation. It's rot wrapped in gold, and his companions are already coming apart at the seams. Rival houses carve the streets into killing grounds, fighting over Dust, a narcotic powerful enough to control guilds, bankroll armies, and turn people into property. And when the city comes for him, Gilgamesh realizes Al-Lazar doesn't welcome outsiders. But Gilgamesh is not who he used to be. He has power now. Real power. And for the first time, he doesn't have to endure. He can rule.

Like the rest of the winged eresh keyel, warrior Asaru has spent his life fighting the remnants of a long-dead enemy. When his brother's squadron disappears from a border keep, Asaru travels into the human realm to investigate, only to become ensnared by a fatal—and unbreakable—curse that could wipe out his people.

The truest stories are written in blood. The wanderer knows this, for over the last century, he has lived those stories, has seen them scrawled in his blood or the blood of others. Others like those dead Perishables scattered about the noble's courtyard, like those servants of the enemy, mortal and not, lying beside them. And yet… he knows it is only the beginning. They are coming. Servants of the enemy, creatures forged and fashioned for one purpose and one purpose only—to kill anything in their path.

Having buried his fallen mentor, Attica the Lone-Eyed Wolf stands at a breaking point—hunted, exiled, and pulled ever downward into realms where Shadowborn were never meant to tread. Meanwhile, Eli, a Lightborn child he has sworn to protect, is evolving into something wholly unprecedented . . . Attica will soon be forced to confront an impossible truth: The fate of the Spiralrealm may rest on a child the world would rather kill than protect. With only one shard of the all-powerful Crown of Shadows in his possession, time is running out.

The end has come. The stars cry out in warning as the world eaters approach, and tensions rise as chaos reigns across every realm. Ancient primordial gods drain magic from weaker beings, and war knocks on the door of every kingdom. But no one could have predicted the key to ending it all… me. I realize now that I was never meant to be an ordinary, simple witch. Forged by prophecy and a heritage crafted by the gods, I was born to face the end—the point of no return. Now, as cosmic forces threaten to rip our world apart, we stand at the heart of it.

The hardest war is the one a man fights alone. One hundred years ago, the Eternals, thirteen men and women of immense power, closer, many believed, to gods than mortals, stood against the greatest threat the world had ever faced. And they lost. They died. All save for one, known as the Youngest, who managed to flee with the enemy leader's weapon, a cursed blade of incredible power. He has traveled for a hundred years since, alone save for his companion, Veikr, the only remaining horse of a legendary breed. The last, just as he is the last.

I killed someone. Not on purpose, but not exactly by accident. Regardless, those three little words have changed the course of my life as I know it. Suddenly, I'm thrust into a supernatural world I never knew existed to become sworn property of The Sanctum—a magical council ruling over all magical beings. My punishment? Confinement within the crumbling fortress of Institute 13, built for monsters like me. Shadow fae, feral wolves, and bloodthirsty vampires… this prison houses the darkest of their kind, and somehow I am one of them.

After years of heeding the call of the all-powerful, immortal Choir, Alken Hewer has been led to believe that he's fighting on the side of angels. But after a long campaign of killing, he's beginning to doubt his devotion to these celestial beings as well as their true intentions. And when his most recent assignment results in a target being placed on his back, he's confronted by one of the Choir's greatest enemies: the fallen angel of the Briar, Nath.

When Lucille wakes, trapped in a closet, with strange voices in her head and only fragmented memories of her mom surrounded by attackers, she has no choice but to accept help from a questionable stranger. Now, as a prisoner in Elora, a world filled with angels and demons where only the trained and ruthless belong, Lucille is desperate to escape and find her mom. But Elora is no place for a 19-year-old girl with little control over her power.

Traumatized college student Morgan Mallory has survived the treacherous land of Pandaemonium by evolving into a soul-devouring entity. Now a merciless warrior, she goes by Alice. But her new identity is fractured, and she finds herself hopelessly grasping at the shards of her parallel selves from different timelines. To piece these multiple personas together, she must kill the Demiurge, the world's tormented creator, who has banished Alice to a facsimile Earth.

In her second year at Blackthorn Academy, Blaire faces challenges not only academically but also in her Korrena bond with Lukas. Though she'd been warned that possessive jealousy was part of Vasirian pair bonding, this insidious green-eyed monster catches Blaire unprepared. Harsh words fly as issues of trust and respect shake the foundation of their fragile newborn partnership. When Blaire withdraws from the academy without a word to anyone, her friends pull together to reunite the two people everyone believes are destined to be together.

With his work at the Shengu Sect complete, Sataou finds himself thrust into the unknown by powers as mysterious as they are dangerous. Meanwhile, a parting gift provides him with new abilities—and new challenges—as he learns more about who he is and what he is becoming.

A Yakuza demigod lurks in the city, wounded but not defeated, and Vince needs to bring her down for good. He needs a team fit for slaying a god, even if he has to ask for favors from old bosses and cross boundaries to build it.

A second dragon has awoken—her heart tainted and her power commandeered by two ruthless highbloods whose cruelty knows no bounds. My dearest friend teetered on the brink of death. A dragon saved her, but now she's tied to him in a way I can scarcely understand. What will this new bond do to the woman I've come to love as a sister? And then there's Blake. Once my relentless tormentor—he betrayed me again, nearly condemning Nyxaris to a cursed, stone-cold fate. Now, something has shifted in him. His gray eyes hide a secret he's desperate to keep.

Alken was once a Knight of the Alder Table. But when the ravages of war tore apart the world he once knew, he was stripped of his title and cast into shame. Now, as an uneasy peace reigns, he moves through the shadows of a realm haunted by demons and the restless dead—an outcast in his own homeland.

As a princess of the Great House, I should have been untouchable. But in a cruel twist of fate, a ruthless family of enforcers claims the right to choose any bride. Now I'm to marry the infuriating Graysen Crowther. Our loathing is legendary, but with only a wall between us each night, hatred burns into something far more treacherous. One touch and I might lose something far worse than my life—my traitorous heart.

In a fight for survival, their love may be the most dangerous weapon of all. Whispers of the White Witch have spread through Solstyr like wildfire, and as Katya's infamy grows, so does the king's fury. Signs calling for her arrest plaster the walls of every city, village, and outpost, fueling the nation's fear. Even the Ümbrian slaves she helped rescue now look at her with distrustful eyes.

With Kael Symes nowhere to be found, Maxwell Soren reluctantly returns to Solikyr Fortress to help pick up the pieces after the Ri'Tek's devastating attack. Now appointed the temporary custodian of Solikyr Fortress by Queen Kohl, he finds himself hearing petitions requesting help from several of Talohna's southern courts. Tales of strange abductions have surfaced all across the south, but with those living in DormaSai seemingly unaffected by these strange disappearances, Max turns away the petitioners and instead focuses on getting the Dead Forge to the Midnight Canopy.