Resultados Editorial "Podium Audio" en Negra y suspense

You think you know me, but you’re wrong. You look at me and see Carrie, the girl with the wild hair and the wild clothes. Reliable Carrie, friendly and quirky, perhaps even a little strange. What do you really know about me, though? The details of my past are up for debate. I’ve been careful to hide my sins, and even more careful to follow the rules. I do as I’m told. I keep to myself. I don’t mess around with boys, and I’m always ready to run. At least that’s what I tell myself, anyway. Since I met him, I’ve broken every single rule in the book.

I may be free from one of the Harkwrights, but another is taking his place. A wildcard and mystery. Whether he's better or worse than the one he's replacing remains to be seen. If I keep on baking, I might succeed in fooling myself into believing I am safe. That everything that has happened in the past two years was just a nightmare. But really that's just wishful thinking, because there are some things even fresh bread and homemade cakes cannot fix.

Cole Hartman is a mystery. He works alone, sleeps alone, and satisfies his aches...alone. He hasn't touched a woman in seven years. No one will ever compare to the one who broke his heart. Until he stares into the seductive eyes of his enemy. He finally meets his match in the redheaded Russian spy. But she's a dangerous risk. His obsession with her leaves him only one choice. If you love something, let it go. If it doesn't kill you, hunt it down and take it.

Blain serves at the pleasure of the president. Brought over from the last administration, there were few people more trusted. He knew the biggest threat was the deepfakes. China’s AI played war like a grand master. In what seemed like an instant, the cyberattacks crippled networks, and then the world lost faith in everything on the internet. Global financial markets were in turmoil as supply chains ceased to function. The greatest propaganda campaign ever tore apart the fabric of society. Could China’s expansionist goals be contained?

Josie thought she had married the perfect man. But as their love grows cold, she can't shake the feeling that he's hiding something—or someone. Then the first letter arrives at her door. It demands that she read it immediately. He's lying to you. Josie investigates on her own, haunted by two questions: Was her marriage a lie? Or is someone using the letters to destroy it—one secret at a time? The letters keep coming, each carrying the same chilling warning: Tell no one of this letter, or there will be consequences. All Josie wants is to know the truth.

Michael Hart is sin in a suit: dark blond curls, icy blue eyes, and tattoos etched in secrets. By day, he's a billionaire tech mogul. By night, a mafia king. Our paths were never meant to cross—until I was promised to one of his brutal underbosses. Obviously, I run. Guess who tracks me down? The devil himself. I expect punishment. Pain. A cage. Instead, I'm offered a way out: marry Michael and live under his protection. Safe. Untouchable.

She's finally coming home. This time, I won't let her go. Estella walked out of my life years ago, and I couldn't follow her. I've bided my time, watching her, waiting for her. With our parents' tenth anniversary party approaching, she can't avoid coming home. Three days will be all I have to win her over. To rid her of her boyfriend and take his place.

I am the president of The Knights of St. Bon Motorcycle Club. A seven-foot mountain of muscle and bone in a pair of motorcycle boots and a leather cut. Cursed with demons and darkness and secrets that run deep. To the people of St. Bon, I am a monster. To my club brothers, I am a fearless leader. To her, I am a nightmare.

A few months ago, we danced. We flirted. I've never wanted a woman more. But she was too young for me. Too unguarded. Wide-eyed college girls with curves for days don't end up with possessive bikers that have blood on their hands. Somehow, I found the strength to push her away. Now she's back, walking into my tattoo shop and asking another man to put his mark on her skin. Over my dead body. If she gets inked, it'll be by my hand or no one's. My bad boy biker rep might not match with her sunshine. But I know we belong together, so this time I'm not letting her go.

My enemy is The Apocalypse Society: Three brothers, a hidden agenda, distorted masks, and minions who do their dirty work. They tried to kill the rabbit. They injured two of the men I love. They thought they could cut me down. Not only my life, but the lives of my four men, are now in danger. Time is running out. The rabbit is almost in their trap. The next time, they may succeed in killing me. Or worse, someone I love.

To know Ilya Volkov is to fear him. To defy him, lethal. They call him The Wolf—ruthless heir to the most brutal crime family in the world. A tattooed, green-eyed devil. A seductive psychopath who trades in mind games and leaves a path of destruction in his wake. Except, I didn't get that memo. I spit in the dark prince's face. Now, he wants to break me.

Sasha Reed is a prisoner in a gilded cage. Controlled by her ruthless father, she's his most valuable possession—hidden from the world, silenced by fear, and desperate to escape. But when her frantic attempt at freedom ends in failure, Sasha turns to the one man her father despises most: Liam Grimm. Liam is merciless, brilliant, and the outcast of his powerful family. With ice in his veins and revenge in his heart, he doesn't rescue damsels, and he doesn't make deals. But Sasha is different—a pawn he can use in his war against her father.

In My Sister's Daughter, Ashley Bowers hopes her recently orphaned thirteen-year-old niece, Serena, will blend seamlessly into her own family once they've all had time to mourn. But as days become weeks, a series of troubling occurrences turn the once-peaceful Bowers home into a maelstrom of accusation, denial, and fear. Is Serena simply acting out after the tragic loss of both her parents? Or is something far more dangerous happening under Ashley's own roof?

As the leader of the Hellhounds and a valued member of the notorious Thoreau crime syndicate, Isaac has it all: power, money, fear. Falling for someone has never been on his radar. But for the first time in his life, Isaac thinks he's found someone he can truly trust—the mysterious security guard who shattered through his icy defenses and became the one person Isaac could be himself with. Until everything goes up in flames.

I'm locked in a cage in my wedding dress. How did I end up here? Three days ago, I was a normal girl living a normal life. My adoptive parents came over to my apartment for dinner, just like they do every week. But this time, they brought bombshells. They tell me I'm not who they said I was. And all those dance lessons, those etiquette classes? They weren't just for show. They were to groom me. To mold me into what I'm about to become—the forced wife of a don. Then, with my jaw on the floor, they opened the door and let the nightmares in.

Justin is a whirlwind of brilliance and ambition that sweeps everyone along with him—including me. The first kiss was an accident. One taste before he moved to California, and I needed to figure out my life. We were supposed to keep it casual. But then he invited me to join him. He's the only one who believes in me. He does everything full-throttle, including pursuing me. I can't say no. I wasn't supposed to fall in love. But I can't stop myself. I can't lose myself in the whirlwind of Justin Capriotti.

Getting Levi back from the Syndicate should be our priority. But with each passing day, it feels like this is just the beginning of something so much worse. There are secrets buried in the catacombs underneath AGU that are more sinister than I ever imagined. The murders haven't stopped, and now, cryptic messages and shadow figures are everywhere I turn. The clock is ticking, and if we don't unmask the killer, one of us won't make it to New Year's.

No one knows Freya is actually the daughter of the Cross-Cut Killer, America's most notorious serial killer. Living under a false identity as a detective is isolating but at least Freya's safe. That is until she falls onto the radar of Special Agent River Park and his team. River, Oz, Elijah, and Jude have been chasing the Cross-Cut Killer for years. They're the best the FBI has to offer, not to mention unfairly attractive. They know exactly who the killer is but he's always one step ahead of them. Freya is about to change that.

The consequences of my actions have finally caught up to me, and I'm staring the devil in the eyes. And he wants revenge. When I woke up bound to a chair on Shadow's mysterious island with Shepp unconscious and my sister standing beside me, I knew I was in trouble. And boy, was I right. Between the fight pits, new enemies, new allies and separations, secret loves, betrayals, and revenge, I'm thrust into a whole new world of survival. But it doesn't stop there.

I finally went to get a tattoo. It was supposed to be a beautiful white lily, but the big, grumpy tattoo artist had something else in mind. Only, he didn't freaking tell me before he got started. When it's time for the big reveal, I don't see a pretty flower; I see his name tattooed across the back of my shoulder. He says I'm his. That I'm his mate. My friends tell him to go to hell. That we're suing. But this grouchy beast isn't shaken. He doesn't care one bit and keeps saying that he's marked me, so I belong to him now.