Resultados Editorial "Podium Audio" en LGBTQ+

I’ve always been a helper, someone who sees the world in a brighter light than others do, who tries to show everyone there’s good in this world. So when I meet Henry, I immediately make it my mission to show him how great the world can be if he’ll only accept a little help. Easier said than done. But I’ve always liked a challenge.

I first saw the Folk when I was a little boy, when they started appearing in my garden, with their unnatural, cruel beauty and honeyed words and veiled taunts. I grew up with big green eyes watching me from the forest. Whispers from the trees. Shimmering skin darting between the bushes. Black creatures always lurking in the shadows. While they were here, I thought nothing of them. It wasn’t until they were gone that I realise it wasn’t…normal. But it isn’t until I’m twenty-one, when my life is in ruins, that they come back to take me away.

My father’s the president and my brother’s the golden boy, which leaves me the black sheep; the son who never wanted to be here at all. The white house is my gilded cage, and the secret service are my prison guards. I'm nearly twenty and nothing about my life is normal. The only thing giving me life and any motivation to get out of bed is the way he looks at me. The stolen glances across the West Wing. Heated gazes in the private dining room. He's my father's best friend, which isn't even the worst part, he's also the vice president.

Farleigh is just an orphanage–at least, that's what the church would have the people believe. But beautiful orphans Nox and fae-touched Amaris know better. They are commodities for sale, available for purchase by the highest bidder. So when the madame of a notorious brothel in a far-off city offers a king's ransom to purchase Amaris, Nox ends up taking her place—while Amaris is drawn away to the mountains, home of mysterious assassins.

Vana Dire can't show weakness if he wants to survive the Draskoran court. The only man he can be vulnerable with is Daromir—Vana's magic-bound bodyguard. The binding lets them share each other's pain, and Vana depends on Daromir's comfort as much as his services as a guard. Vana could never risk their friendship—even if he craves far more than Daromir's loyalty. Daromir Azri sees a side of Vana nobody else sees. Behind closed doors, the cold, elegant prince is kindhearted and vulnerable. He needs Daromir. If Daromir's devotion sometimes feels like something else? Daromir must be mistaken.

A sweet'n'spicy collection of bonus tales, first shared on Patreon and featuring the guys and gals (and nonbinary aliens) from the superhero x villain MM+ (& FF!) romance series, Villainous Things (along with the MCs of the Villains in Space spin-off series)!

Not only with the discovery of her scent-matched pack, but also finding out the truth behind her mother's death. And when it seemed like she might shatter beyond repair, the men she'd been running from became the only thing holding her together. The things she believed about scent-matching all these years? They couldn't be more wrong. These men who stumbled into her life pass no judgment, offer their unconditional support, and want nothing more than to see her smile.

As the rightful heir to the Maryno family dynasty, Toni grew up with clear expectations of who he was supposed to be, and more importantly, who he wasn't. Growing up a constant disappointment isn't a childhood experience he recommends, but he's come a long way from the little boy who could never measure up to his family's toxic standards. At twenty-nine, he's finally proud of the man he's built himself into, and while the routine of his life is simple and, sure, sometimes lonely, he's content. Or so he thought.

Mara Davies learned early to keep her heart on ice. Abandoned by her mother, she raised herself while her father drowned his grief in alcohol. Everything changed when she met Fayth Havens, the one person who truly sees her and accepts everything that makes Mara different: her overstimulated mind, wandering thoughts, even her comfort in a pair of worn-out Family Guy pajamas, holes in the ass and all.

Getting kidnapped and held hostage in a human trafficker's basement was not on my bingo card. Getting rescued by a paranormal being was also not on my bingo card. (Apparently, I needed to trade in bingo cards.) The guy who took me may be dead, but I know there are more people behind the operation, and I plan to shut it down. If I need to get the help of one of the creepy glowing-eyed dudes to do it, I will. It turns out Liam is incredibly sexy and really good with technology, too. He may be great at hacking into computers, but I'm determined to hack my way into his life.

I've already mentally prepared myself to kill the screaming, murderous monster in the cage outside our camp. I'm used to it. It's what I do here. Kill monsters and other people. This monster, Seraph, is particularly unstable—has been since the moment he arrived from Collector Mary's monster menagerie to the west, where the military stashed him away. He's in pain. I can see it. But he's not a mindless beast. Not like some of the others think. When I start guarding him in his cage every night, I begin to see the person beneath the agony that tortures his every waking moment.

Jax has been my best friend since the day we met. We not only share our passion for baseball, but we train together, play on the same team, hang out together, and even sleep in the same bed half the time. I feel safe with him, and he gets me like no one else. Yeah, he's gay, and I'm straight, but that doesn't matter. Until it does. Until one stupid dare to kiss each other leads to the most amazing, epic kiss of my life. Until I suddenly can't stop thinking about him, about what he awakens in me. Until all I want is him.

Hundreds of years after the progenitors visited Mater Terra and ruined everything, their long-lost omega has been discovered, and he wants nothing to do with taking over planets. He wants to raise his son, make more babies, and live in peace. Honestly? Can. Relate. But as a mostly human hybreed, I lack the parts to do so—but not for long. Change is coming, and so is a new Progenitor who smells divine, but I don't love him. The man I love is dying, and I'd do anything to keep him with me just a little longer.

When I—along with my best friend and his big purple monster boyfriend—come across a fortress-like raider camp while journeying across the monster-infested Wastes, we stop to deliver a message. Somehow, that simple pit stop turns into a seemingly impossible quest to get this camp's missing leader out of the prison where he's being held and forced to fight monsters and other humans. I know exactly where it is because I've been there. Problem is, I'm making this journey with the prickliest and most arrogant guy I've ever met, who seems to hate me on sight. Oh, and he's also half-monster.

Spark of Hope: A bi-weekly trauma support group. This is my nightmare. When I think of a support group, I think of sad people sitting around talking about their feelings and nothing changing. And yet, when my brother and his best friend, who happens to be a therapist, presented the idea of holding the meetings at my gym, I caved. Because I, Benjamin Price, have always tried to rescue the people in my life. But I can’t. I’ve usually failed them.

Wychwood–the realm of the fey–prepares for war against the humans who hate, hunt and kill them for coin. Aided by the unclaimed, destructive power of the murdered and forgotten Winter Court, they ready their numbers for complete domination of the human realm. Until Robin Vale reveals himself to be the last Icethorn heir: a hope for the humans he has grown up amongst, but to the detriment of many who would see him dead before ruining their years of preparation.

Hannah is not human, and she's not sure what will happen when she stops pretending otherwise. Still stuck in a slowly mutating body on Earth and still waking up in a fantasy world whenever she sleeps, Hannah's stress continues to mount every single day. As magic continues to spread to her friends—whether they like it or not—Hannah is forced to confront what that magic means about her and what her terrifying Goddess wants her to do with it.

Wicky's never been magically stalked before. He kinda likes it, to be honest. For some reason, it's upsetting everyone else, though. Maybe he should figure out who it is. Ooooo, maybe his fated one is on the other end! In…Thailand?

Nox and Amaris learn their dreams of reunion come at an unspeakable cost. Passion and politics collide as the two young women learn to navigate an unknown future in the kingdom of Raascot. With new titles thrust upon them, Nox and Amaris find themselves more uncertain than ever of who they are meant to become—both to their people and to each other. Humans, fae, and monsters are on the precipice of war, and time is running short in their search for answers. Victory will take more than just battles as alliances shift and new threats emerge.

After phenomenally screwing up his attempt to get back to Earth and retrieve his body, Kanin now has to face the facts: He's stuck on this world for good. Not to mention, stuck in a glass bottle. And stuck with a shadow monster tied to his soul. And stuck in a powerless submarine at the bottom of the ocean. Oh, and he's also responsible for a hundred new souls from Earth getting spawned into the world. On the bright side, he literally can't dig himself deeper from here.