Resultados Editorial "Tantor Media" en Antologías y relatos breves

Barnes's career began long before Nightwood, with journalism, essays, drama, and satire of extraordinary wit and courage. Long into her later life, after World War II, when she published nothing more, it was her short fiction above all that she prized and would continue to revise.

I know what I want and what I want is Tallulah Jennings anyway I can have her. Tully wants to keep our relationship a secret. She thinks my name attached to hers will make the people in our small-town talk. And not in a good way. I'm biding my time. One day soon she'll have my last name, be the mother of my children, and they'll be no more hiding the way we feel for one another.

Zayne Carmichael: The moment I set eyes on Emma Cooper, I knew she was meant to be mine. Unfortunately, my shy little lamb loves the word no. She's been rejecting me since day one. So I'm breaking out the big guns and fighting fire with fire.

After two months of protective custody, bodyguard Arianna Jackson is days away from testifying at a murder trial when the unthinkable happens. Her Alaska safe house is attacked, and Arianna is forced to go on the run with United States Marshal Brody Callahan. Arianna is used to issuing orders, not taking them, but now, out in the wild, with a bounty on her head and a killer on her heels, she has only one hope of making it to testify—the handsome protector at her side.

I'm a man who knows what he wants and what I want is Birdie. It hurt like hell to watch her leave our small town to set off and chase her college dreams. I let her go once, I'm not letting it happen again. Now she's home for good, and I'll stop at nothing to keep her with me, always. Even if that means tying her to me in every way possible.

Two young girls sneak onto the grounds of a hospital, where they find a disturbing moment of silence in a rose garden. A couple grows a plant that blooms underground, invisibly, to their long-time neighbor's consternation. A cat worries about its sleepwalking owner, who receives a mysterious visitor while he's asleep. After a ten-year absence, a young man visits his uncle, on the twenty-fourth floor of a high-rise that is floating in the air, while his ugly cousin hesitates on the stairs . . .

They say age doesn't matter. I could argue that it does. The ten years separating Stella Cruz and I matter a whole hell of a lot. She has a year of college left—two entire semesters to enjoy being the star pitcher of Fulton University—and I have another Cup to win. Hockey leaves no room for anything else, not even someone as incredible as Stella. So, I left her in my bed. Out of sight, out of . . . sight. Because I damn sure can't get her out of my mind.

My brother's best friend should come with a warning label . . . Never give him your V card. Locke doesn't do romantic entanglements that last more than a single song. He doesn't need a girlfriend, especially a young, inexperienced one. No man that talented and good looking wants to commit to a nobody like me. When finally given the chance to roll in the sheets with him I can't pass it up.

Tricia Troyer is thrilled when Brandt Massey, her cousin's English friend, joins the Troyers's holiday gathering for the second year in a row. When Brandt asks Tricia to be his girlfriend, they both know she'll have important choices to make about her future. But the two aren't as different as some believe-and with open hearts and understanding, their very own Christmas miracle just might be possible . . .

When I left Carnage, Nevada, I said I'd never come back. That was ten years ago when the boy I thought I'd marry destroyed my heart. Yet, I found my way home, returning to the life I left behind. And back in the arms of James Black . . . The man I never stopped loving. But he's no longer the beautiful boy who promised to love me forever. He's Gunner now, one of the most dangerous bikers of Satan's Disciples MC. And he's just who I need when trouble comes knocking for me and my son.

I've fallen for the enemy. An enemy in every sense of the word. He stole my promotion. He's an overbearing control freak. And he once hurt someone I loved. I hate him. Well, I used to hate him. I relentlessly pursued him with ulterior motives to destroy him. Now . . . now he imbues my every waking breath.

Fall in line or get replaced. That's how my businesses operate. Being named the Dallas representative for the Mr. Black Organization was an honor, not a job. However, it's not easy to change the way someone maneuvers. I was determined to make this year's Juneteenth celebration unlike anything this city had seen before, starting with a road trip focused on Black culture. I had a plan, my purpose was clear, and my team was set. Until a wild-card photographer got thrown in the mix.

Falling for the forbidden is never something you plan. Here is my confession . . .

Impossible. I can't fall for this man. He's the type that women want to brag about taming. But I don't believe in urban myths and fairy tales and have no desire to waste time on a man who doesn't know the meaning of fidelity. Especially when that man is my brother's best friend.

Cassandra Khaw's dynamic and vibrant debut collection, Breakable Things, explores the fragile and nebulous bonds that weave love and grief into our existence. This exquisite and cutting collection of stories showcases a bloody fusion of horrors from cosmic to psychological to body traumas.

Dark, mysterious, and lethal . . . That's how most people describe the three men in my bed. Cold-blooded assassins who kill men they deem unfit for society. And yet, to me, they're my salvation. Rescuing me from a gilded cage and a doomed life with a sinister man. I asked them for a simple favor: two birds for one stone. What they demanded in return was something far more profound, something that would indefinitely tether the four of us with an unbreakable bond.

Pinch me because I must be dreaming! I can't believe I landed a gig as the interior designer for Seb Regis, the billionaire lawyer. He's like something out of a fairy tale—hotter than Hades, and those smoldering dark eyes . . . fans self. Sparks fly despite our fifteen-year age gap, yet Seb keeps his distance. His icy façade thaws as he begins to trust me. Revealing his tender side sends my heart into a dizzying free fall and makes me question everything I thought I knew about him.

In this Christmas collection, Weise men still seek Jesus—and love. This collection includes "Star of Wonder" by Crystal Caudill, "Beauty Bright" by Cara Putman, and "Perfect Light" by Angela Ruth Strong.

One thing about me? I don't play games. Another thing about me? I don't waste time. In my role as Mr. Black Detroit, my focus is supporting my community and planning the city's annual Juneteenth celebration. Again, my time is valuable. I should've ignored the text. But . . . there's something about Daphne that makes me want to engage. Maybe it's the way she commands a room and isn't afraid to get her hands dirty. Or maybe it's the glimpse of vulnerability in her eyes. It's probably just her. Whatever it is in the beginning quickly morphs into something else entirely, though.

In a series of intimate and humorous dispatches, McOuat examines her identity as a queer woman, and as a mother, through the lens of the pop culture moments in the '80s and '90s that molded her identity. McOuat stirs the ingredients required to conjure an unsettled spirit: the horrors of pregnancy and motherhood, love and loss, the supernatural, kaleidoscopic sexuality, near-miss experiences, and the unexplained moments in life that leave you haunted.