Resultados Editorial "Podium Audio" en Literatura y ficción

Clark Griswold was onto something...at least with his annual holiday meltdown. And since the last three weeks of my life have been riddled with humbug—another breakup, a broken toe, an office promotion I deserved and didn’t get—I’m not at all in the mood to celebrate nor have the happ, happ, happiest Christmas EVER.

As Charly struggles to recover from her brain injury, she begins to realize that the events of that fateful night are trapped in the damaged right side of her brain. Now, she must put the jigsaw pieces together to discover the identity of the man who tried to kill her...before he finishes the job he started.

Dara of Westwood, known as the Hawkmaiden, has always been caught between two worlds. Born to a humble clan of woodsmen, her unexpected magical talents had seen her apprenticed to Minalan the Spellmonger, the greatest wizard in the world, to fight for years against the goblin invasion that threatened all of humanity. She had been a war hero before her first kiss, riding giant hawks into battle in defense of her people. But the war is over, now, and Dara finds herself ennobled, wealthy, respected, admired... and completely alone.

I broke the code—touched my best friend's sister. Broke her heart—left her behind with my baby. Broke myself—became the monster I swore I'd never be. Six months in Russian hell turned me into Shakal. The Jackal. The one who laughs while bones snap. The one who kills for the Bratva crest on his chest. My dying best friend made me swear: Protect Vanya. Blood oath sealed in his last breath. Now she owns my nights. And I own the secret she's hiding.

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.

When my best friend drags me to a vampire dinner club as her wingman, I'm determined—I won't end up on the menu. No eye contact. No flirting. Definitely no biting. Then he appears. Deadly attractive with a voice smooth like velvet, he murmurs into my ear, his lips graze my wrist, and I forget my resolve. The rush of his venom in my veins feels like falling off the world's edge. The lust consumes me, intoxicating and irreversible. I leave in a daze. I shouldn't have succumbed so easily, and I won't come back.

When summoned to a fantastical world and granted powers by a broken System, most freshly minted protagonists would strap on their big-boy boots and get ready for their stats to start climbing. But Fischer isn't like most MCs. In fact, he doesn't want to be a hero at all. Fame? Fortune? Power? He had enough of all that in his old life. Discovering forbidden fishing techniques and petting every cute animal that comes within scritching distance? Now that's a good time.

This isn't what we wanted. Sherwood is splintering. People are suspicious, angry, violent, and they blame us for the chaos: me and my four shifters. We wanted to save this place, but it might not want saving after all. And we just might end up as fractured as this place itself.

There is nothing quite like the love you have for your children. You would follow them to the ends of the Earth if they needed you. Evidently, you would also follow them back in time. Back hundreds of years, to a place where my husband ruled a very different kingdom. One where kidnapping and keeping me as his captive went hand in hand with making me his wife. But the problem with skipping timelines had always been the same…escaping Draven. Because for him, it was finally…The Time of Kings.

Her brother sold her off, and now she belongs to me—she just doesn't know it yet. Ginevra Bianchi is nothing like the spoiled billionaire princess and politician's fiancée I thought she'd be. She doesn't bow, doesn't break, and that smart mouth of hers is going to get her into serious trouble—my kind of trouble. Her family owes me, and I always collect.

"Keep your hands off the virgin." That was the order. The second I saw her, I knew I would tear it apart. Now she's pregnant—and I'll kill to keep her. I'm the Guild's enforcer in Brooklyn. But also the heir to an empire in Italy I haven't set foot in for nine years. I kidnapped the virgin heiress to end a war. Dragged her across an ocean and locked her in my family's castle. Within these walls of stone and silk, I'm one wrong touch away from burying myself so deep inside her—and starting a new war.

With monsters, magic, swords, and Gods, the world of Nava is anything but normal. How will the once-average young man survive as his newfound title of Lost Lord makes him a target for assassins and terrorist organizations? Max’s new home is governed by the strong and over-encompassing System that regulates the world. Whether someone is a [Farmer], [Warrior], or a [Grand Magus], classes and abilities allow some to prosper while others fail.

Ever since he became gifted with the high-tech Werewolf System, Gary Dem's life has gone completely barking mad—but in a good way. He's risen from a nobody street scrapper to forming his own fighting gang, the Howlers, now dominating the low-tier burg of Slough. He's got respect, money, and some serious bite. Life is good. Just not good enough for Gary.

A tale of veggies tempted to break their vows. Fleeing a tumultuous past, Emily finds refuge at a kitchen job in a quiet countryside parish. Robert and Laurent are two best friends with a bond that has crossed lines throughout their history, but now walk the straight and narrow, giving their lives to their parish as priests. One magical night under the harvest moon, Robert and Laurent experience a bizarre transformation: They wake up as a tomato and a cucumber.

The Panthers resume their duties as Rangers upon leaving the Refuge. A new mystery of foremost importance will be revealed to them. They will have to undertake a mission as complicated as it is risky. Will they manage to survive the mission? Will they solve the mystery?

With King Typhon desperate to retrieve his ward, Oralia returns to infiltrate Aethera, the golden kingdom she once called home. Betrayal lurks around every corner, forcing Oralia to place trust in her newfound powers, not only to destroy the god she once called father, but to protect Infernis, the shadowy kingdom she now serves as queen. Meanwhile, Renwick, the King of the Dead, prepares to attack Aethera should Oralia be discovered. He finds himself once more on the verge of being torn to pieces as he is caught between the duty he feels to his soul-bonded mate and to his kingdom.

Chaos. Magic. Love. Three elements to my life that have brought me to this point—traveling to the God realm. I know we can handle whatever the fates decide to toss our way. Yet between visiting Queen Titania's court and learning far more about my demi-gods' past than I could have expected... I just hope we can retain some semblance of sanity by the end of this. And what happens when I finally meet the man, the myth, the... well, god, obviously—Set. My father. What has Isis been hiding from me? Secrets are unraveling nearly as fast as things are heating up between my men and me.

When Savannah Kingsley's runaway little brother joins the infamous Sons of Sorrow Motorcycle Club, she is hellbent on dragging him back home—kicking and screaming if she has to. Trading her designer heels for a cross-country rescue mission, Savannah crashes headfirst into Jesse Paxton, the cocky (and annoyingly gorgeous) Vice President of the SoCal chapter. JP only cares about three things: his bike, his bar, and his brothers. That is, until Savannah turns his entire world upside down—one sassy darlin' at a time.

I'm indoorsy with a capital I, but I need to fake a little outdoorsiness to get a promotion. A five-day hike sounds like my nightmare, but after upending my life and moving from the city back to my small hometown, I need a win. I didn't expect to find someone like Grant Irwin in the wilderness with me. A cinnamon roll in mountain man form, he's freakishly competent out here, and endlessly patient with my missteps. But after everything with my critical ex-fiancé fell apart, I'm not looking for love. Especially not with someone who's only here on vacation.

I thought I had everything until I lost it all. Jess was my best friend, the mother of my child, and the only woman I ever saw a future with. When she died, I let the grief consume me, unable to see a way out of the depths I'd crawled into in the wake of her passing. All that was left of her was our daughter Emmy Lou and the threadbare memories I clung to for comfort. When it got harder to live without her, I decided to return home to Oak Ridge, Kentucky—to the ranch where I grew up and the family who wouldn't hesitate to help me pick up the pieces.