Resultados Editorial "Podium Audio" en Fantasía

Scorio will rise from the ashes to conquer the 10 layers of hell. Reborn without memories, Scorio learns that he is a Great Soul, a legendary defender of the ancient city of Bastion. That within the hallowed halls of the Academy and under the stern eyes of the underworld’s greatest instructors he will enjoy enormous privilege, rediscover unique and wondrous powers, and one day return to the millennium-old battle against their infernal foes. Until he is betrayed.

In the kingdom of Joveryn, where witches are hunted and magic is forbidden, Bronwen and her twin brother, Adar, have spent their lives hiding their gift: the ability to siphon magic from others and wield it any way they see fit. With the feeling of magic coursing through her veins too intoxicating to ignore, Bronwen has found a way to fill that void. Hunting vampires and stealing their magic. But the night she encounters a vampire who doesn't beg, who doesn't fight—who simply smiles as she drains him—everything changes. He survives. And worse, he marks her.

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.

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.

It’s still winter, but everyone’s on the move. Rags the goblin is heading north, seeking allies against the Goblin Lord. And Erin is going home...or trying to, at least. She’s determined to bring back cheer to The Wandering Inn - as well as Christmas! But the coldest time of the year leads to strange encounters with a number of people. At the same time, Ryoka Griffin is far from what she would consider to be “home”. Deep in the north, in the city of Invrisil, she finds herself as the guest of Magnolia Reinhart.

Despite barely surviving his arrival on a brutal world, Markus Wolfe has overcome each trial he's been confronted with since then. He's no longer just a stranger lost in the wild but the very heart of a growing pack. But with old wounds still gnawing at him and new responsibilities piling up, he must find a way to protect those who now look to him for leadership...even if he's not entirely sure he can protect himself.

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.

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.

It's raining in Liscor. The spring rains have come and Liscor's entire geography changes with the dawning of the new year. The Floodplains of Liscor live up to their name, and the only way anyone is going to travel is by boat. With the rains come more monsters, dungeon delving, more goblins...not to mention some unwanted attention for the Wandering Inn.

The Wandering Inn has a princess who solves problems rather than creates them, and her name is Lyonette. Yet what happens when the innkeeper returns to manage her inn? Lyonette must learn to be a good employee rather than manage everything herself, and sharing power is never easy.... Nor is it ever simple in war, but that is where Geneva Scala remains. In bloodier and increasingly brutal battlefields, The Last Light of Baleros is now growing in fame, but there is no future there.

The city of Celum is not much like Liscor at all. While Erin is surrounded by familiar, human faces, she’s far from home and without her inn. At the same time, a certain ill-tempered Lyonette is squatting in Erin’s inn, and Goblins are on the move. The Goblin Lord’s threat reaches across the entire region, and the Redfang tribe has rallied against him with the Floodplains tribe, although their Chieftains do not agree on some crucial matters. This winter, there is only snow, Goblins, magic, and iambic pentameter.

I never believed in the whole “light at the end of the tunnel” folly where people, after having a near-death experience, would startle awake in a cold sweat exclaiming, “I saw the light!” But there I was, in this so-called “tunnel” facing a glaring light, when the last thing I remembered was sleeping in my room - the royal bed-chamber, as others called it. Had I died? If so, how? King Grey once benefited from unrivaled strength, wealth, and prestige in a world governed by martial ability but now finds himself reborn in a society dominated by magic.

When Amalia's cat brought home a strange flying lizard during a terrible storm, she had no idea that it was a Dragon. Or that he would save her from burning at the stake, only to imprison her in his lair when she saw his human face. Now she is stuck in this cave with a moody, hot-tempered, and arrogant warrior—one who has killed her kind by the dozens. She expected to feel trapped, but he somehow makes her feel unbelievably...safe.

Mash Cassidy, smooth-talking werewolf and notorious ladies' man, has been running from his responsibilities and his pack for fifteen years. But with Harvest Fest only weeks away, Alpha's ordering him to return home, and she won't take no for an answer. It's time for him to grow up and mate with a nice werewolf girl. In fact, Alpha already has one in mind.

A late shift watching an empty cell in a middle-of-nowhere facility? Sign Grant up. If the money's good, he'll gladly take the peace and quiet of a long, boring night. And then he meets the prisoner: Subject B-31. Blue, beautiful, and inhuman. He's told to think of her as a test subject, not a person. He's told to ignore the sorrow on her face and the desperation in her crimson eyes. Maybe he should have listened. Because his rescue attempt quickly turns into an alien abduction.

Perian is ready to commit to this relationship, but as the head of the Mage Warriors, Brannal has duties hunting demons that take him away from the castle—and from Perian, who finds himself struggling with the absence. The rumor mill in the castle is working overtime, and some in the castle—thankfully, a minority—dislike him. Perian's not prepared when that dislike takes a violent turn.

A secret buried in the Antarctic. A puzzle unsolved for thousands of years. And a Brooklyn-born master gunnery sergeant who's royally pissed that he has to babysit the researchers sent to figure it all out. But when Patrick "Wic" Finnegan finally sees what the team has uncovered, he can't believe his eyes, nor is he prepared for the violence to come. Soon, the portal opens and unleashes a storm of unbridled fury upon humanity.

Newly divorced and armed with nothing but grit, strong coffee, and a Pinterest board full of impossible dreams, my plans to renovate a crumbling seaside lodge are jeopardized by the town's grumpiest, greenest contractor. Gerralt Banesman is big, broody, and allergic to conversation. I'm sunshine, sass, and a walking chaos magnet. Our first meeting ended with spilled wood stain, sharp words, and one very offended orc.

When Luna bargained with an arrogant fae journalist to save her inn, the last thing she expected was to fall for him. Half-fae Luna Pierce is getting what she's always wanted: to run the Cliff House Inn. Except, it hasn't had a visitor in months, one of the rooms is magically locked, and the owner, her estranged fae father, is threatening to sell. She has until Long Night, when fae from across the continent travel to the city of Sandrin, to change his mind.

My necromancy-practising murderers never expected me to rise again. I was just the latest in a long line of gullible sacrifices to ensure their continued control over the Arcanaeum, so it shocked everyone when I woke up as a ghost and kicked them out. For centuries now, I've faithfully carried out my self-appointed duties as the librarian. I keep the vast halls of magical knowledge organized, fight the mad whims of the sentient—and interfering—building, and deal with the incessant demands of our patrons.