Resultados Editorial "Audible Studios" en Narrativa femenina

Madrid, 1954, un escándalo sin precedentes, que salpica a las más altas esferas de poder, sumerge a España en el morbo. ¿Quién fue Margarita? Ella te relatará cómo, desde muy joven, tuvo que soportar el yugo impuesto por ser mujer en aquel tiempo, un lastre que la privó de los mismos derechos de los que disfrutaban los hombres.

Claire Gracen's life is picture perfect. Her career as a marketing director is on the brink of being legendary, and her marriage to her high school sweetheart has never been stronger. No, wait. It has. It used to be amazing and fulfilling, but one day Claire realizes that she's been living a lie and her best friend and husband have committed the ultimate betrayal. Broken and depressed, Claire is in need of something new - new city, new job, new friends.

Nora, con tan sólo 26 años, es dueña de su propia empresa y todo le sonríe en el ámbito profesional. Sin embargo, su vida sentimental brilla por su ausencia y el coraje que demuestra en los negocios lo pierde frente a los hombres. Un día va a ver una obra de teatro y se queda prendada del actor protagonista y decide que, por una vez, ella será la que tome las riendas y se propone conquistarle, pase lo que pase. Ya está bien de esperar a que él dé el primer paso.

It'd take the impossible to hurt Connor Cobalt, even for a moment. At 26 his narcissistic tendencies have made room for the people he loves. And he loves Rose. But when his love is threatened, when his greatest dreams with her are compromised. What is the cost then?

In 1909, Clementine steps off a train with her new husband, Winston. An angry woman emerges from the crowd to attack, shoving him in the direction of an oncoming train. Just before he stumbles, Clementine grabs him by his suit jacket. This will not be the last time Clementine Churchill will save her husband. Lady Clementine is the ferocious story of the ambitious woman beside Winston Churchill, the story of a partner who did not flinch through the sweeping darkness of war, and who would not surrender either to expectations or to enemies.

I'm about to go nuclear. Yet I have to smile and pretend I won't slap him into the next century. James Nobel and I have history. A man like him breaks laws with that suit and that smirk. So how could I ever forget my first? Or pelting an Adonis with crumpled love notes in class? We were young and dumb and lied about forever. Then he disappeared. Maybe I always wanted to know why, but not like this. James, my personal bodyguard. James, who still makes me crave one more night of bad decisions. Worse, we're snowed in with my very important father and his enemies.

After a two-year struggle to conceive ends with her husband getting another woman pregnant, Grace "Britches Get Stitches" Evans is taking out her frustrations on the roller-derby track. Full-contact violence and absolutely no cheating men? Best divorce-support group ever. Grace is reclaiming one piece of her broken heart at a time - starting with the family dog, which she lost in the divorce. When the dognapping ends with a call to the police, the best revenge shows up at her door in the form of Officer Jason Bradley. He's hot. He loves animals. And he's her ex-husband's best friend.

The one thing that obsesses, captivates, and seduces me? Money. I'm a self-made billionaire, and running my business empire means I've got better things to do than bother with women. They can throw themselves at me all they want - I can't be tempted. Until my newest executive secretary's first day on the job. One glance at her and I forget about spreadsheets and quarterly earnings, because her curves are pure sin. Her mouth is the wickedest distraction I've ever seen.

It was one freaking kiss with a stranger. I wasn't looking for a hero the day Brent Eden charged into my life. He saw a damsel in distress facing humiliation. We played pretend. Swore I was his. Baited sweet chaos. Blew apart everything. My dating disaster? Gone. Our kiss? Electric. Divine. Toe-curling. His mistake? Oh, boy. Dropping the ultimate F-bomb: fiancée. Especially when my gossipy cousin tells the whole family.

I believe in soul mates but I never wanted to fall in love with mine. Two men want my heart. One is everything I want. The other is everything I need. One makes me feel safe. The other makes me feel terrified and wonderful all at the same time. Both of them have secrets. But to be fair, so do I.

I just ran into the girl who got away. Holding a hate letter addressed to me. And now we're stranded in an elevator. Last time we kissed, it was final. I wasn't supposed to see her again. Not in this city. On this elevator. The moment it craps out, stranding us overnight with animal cravings and fencing lies. Last time we kissed, how could we know our next might truly, madly, beautifully restore us?

I go from town to town, never staying in one place for long. I’m always chasing the next deal, the next adrenaline rush and thriving in the great outdoors. Until one fateful trip, one chance encounter. When I meet her...my beautiful Rose. It was only supposed to be one night. No strings attached. Our chemistry was off the charts and we didn’t fight it. Now I'm back in her town. I've got it all figured out. But as soon as I see her, I come to a screeching halt. What's with the anger in her eyes? And whose baby is she carrying?

My Papai always said wine made everything better. Countless times he uttered those familiar words to me - "The Merlot will melt your problems away, meu amor. With a good bottle of wine in your hand, you hold the magical key to anything you want." I believed my father wholeheartedly, until my world came crashing down on me at 24 years old. It wasn't going to take wine to help Brody and I find our way back to one another. It was going to take fighting...not only for our love - but for my life.

Five minutes after walking through the door, I hated the sexy Greydon West. I wondered why he’d ever had kids in the first place. The broody, single father of two didn’t know the meaning of the word fun. The only things my regimented, hot-tempered boss seemed to care about were his ridiculous spreadsheets. But for some reason, his prickly, stiff-mannered disposition made me curious about what was hidden beneath that exterior. Then, one day I stumbled upon the key that unlocked the mystery of Dr. West.

Quanti di noi scendendo oggi da un treno a Roma Termini ricordano i Cinquecento cui è dedicata la piazza antistante la stazione? È il febbraio del 1887 quando in Italia giunge la notizia: a Dògali, in Eritrea, cinquecento soldati italiani sono stati uccisi dalle truppe etiopi che cercano di contrastarne le mire coloniali. Un'ondata di sdegno invade la città. In quel momento Lafanu Brown sta rientrando dalla sua passeggiata: è una pittrice americana da anni cittadina di Roma e la sua pelle è nera. Su di lei si riversa la rabbia della folla, finché un uomo la porta in salvo.

Monica ha 31 anni, vive a New York, ed è... cronicamente single! Lavora per due acide vecchie zitelle in un negozio di stoffe pregiate, ma il suo sogno è diventare una scrittrice e il suo idolo è Salinger. Vive con una cantante di colore esperta di astrologia e con un gay che vorrebbe adottare un bambino, e tutti gli appuntamenti al buio che gli amici le organizzano finiscono in disastri sentimentali. Almeno finché...

Há mais de cinquenta anos, uma garota foi obrigada a tomar uma decisão que impactaria as futuras gerações. Agora, uma jovem precisa desemaranhar os laços que as unem para ter paz. Uma foto de uma mulher e uma menina desconhecidas, uma partitura com um bilhete na margem. Encontrados em uma caixinha de madeira, esses dois itens levam Ella a questionar todo o passado de sua família, pois foram deixados para sua avó na Hope’s House, uma casa para mulheres solteiras.

Así arranca esta intensa aventura de realismo mágico que, a través de un viaje a las memorias de la abuela Amelia, nos cruza con personajes tan alucinantes como Serapio, un valiente perro; Domingo, un héroe en forma de machete; o el mismísimo pueblo ardiente de Las Choapas, en el borde de Veracruz con Tabasco. A quienes decidan adentrarse en sus calles de tierra, llenas de pasión, rencor, odio, amor y, sobre todo, perdón, los espera un rompecabezas armado con una entrañable destreza narrativa, que nos recuerda la mágica pluma de Laura Esquivel o Sofía Segovia.

Tu es née Antoinette, avant même que les prénoms Henri et Louise reviennent à la mode. Tu es née Antoinette, alors que tu aurais voulu d’un tout petit nom qui n’aurait pas débordé du nombre de cases prévues dans les formulaires.

Questa storia si sviluppa come una parodia del genere post-cyberpunk, aggiornato ai nostri tempi tra social network e gamification e in uno stile che ricorda la serie distopica "Black Mirror".