Resultados Editorial "Tantor Media" en Sobrenatural

Dallas Corso is on top of the world. With millions of adoring subscribers, devilish good looks, and business savvy as developed as his six-pack abs, he enjoys unparalleled success on social media. As the king of men's fitness influencers, he's cultivated a polished image—hard-working, motivational and honest. But there's another side to Dallas Corso, one you won't find in a magazine. Greedy, self-obsessed and tirelessly judgmental, it's only a matter of time before his true colors show.

It should have been a paradise cruise for me and the girls of Supernatural Inc. A luxury cruise ship, clear skies, fun and games, a little slap and tickle, and let's not forgot the gourmet buffets! But that glorious vacation is interrupted by a report of a mysterious ship appearing at Shelnora Island with dazed and confused passengers aboard. And when those passengers start dropping like flies, dying under bizarre, seemingly paranormal circumstances, panic sweeps the tropical isle.

Six months ago, a series of murders brought us together, a trio of beautiful, resourceful women, a smoking hot shapeshifter, and little old me, here on glorious, sunny Shelnora Island. And ever since, we've stuck together, investigating mysteries and living life to its fullest. But now, a new series of bizarre deaths plague our tropical paradise. Even more terrifying and gruesome than the werewolf killer, with corpses torn apart and stitched back together, missing couples, and a mysterious ancient tome. Looks like it's time for Supernatural Inc. to get to the bottom of it all!

The Dread Army closes in. The human survivors face impossible odds. A virus that transforms its victims into vile creatures ruled by base instincts continues to threaten the remnants of civilization. So far, Taylor Hart's special powers have kept her and the people depending on her at the Vault safe from infection. Still, food and fuel are quickly diminishing. But how long can they survive alone?

It's been a year and a half since they fled Los Angeles, desperate to escape the unleashed infection. An abandoned base in the isolated tundra of Alaska provides a safe harbor for the survivors. Now, turned infected are organizing. Worse, they've been given horrifying special abilities. As civilization continues to erode around Taylor and her companions, their only hope is to reach The Vault, where the last known transmission from the outside world originated. It's a risk to leave but Taylor's visions are telling them to go. 

As a psychic, seeing ghosts is routine for Lili. She isn't surprised to discover spirits lurking in the renovated paper mill where she just bought an apartment. What she doesn't expect is the dark, sinister presence under the floor and the serial killer who is prowling about the mill. When a woman is found murdered and another goes missing, Lili tries to work with one of the spirits—a young girl long dead—to expose the psychopath. But not everyone can be trusted, and soon, Lili fears the killer will flee, never to be found and free to strike again.

This divorcee has always loved collecting random stuff, so owning a junkyard is a dream come true—until the robbery. My unlikely rescuer? An old motorcycle. I repay my debt to the trashed bike by rebuilding it with sweat, blood, and cursing. Because I'm done with the tears. As a member of the don't-give-a-damn forties club, I refuse to be a victim. With my steel wolf between my thighs, I'm taking back the night. Unfortunately, my antics draw the attention of the detective currently investigating a string of murders. Turns out, there's more to the killings than meets the eye. 

I should be happy for her. Right? But I'm not. Because I know this Derrick character is bad news. Call it my witchy instincts, but I'm convinced something is seriously off with the guy. So how do I prove it to my aunt? The pressure is on as I only have four days to figure it out before the wedding—yes, four days until Beverly says, "I do" to that slimy bastard. As the clues start to come together, I have to wade through a pack of lies to get to the truth and find out who Derrick Baudelaire really is—and what he's hiding.

Welcome to the Nightside. For those foolish enough to seek it out, it's a literal tourist trap, populated by beings, human and otherwise, who have never seen the sun rise. A place where your dreams can come true—as long as your nightmares don't get you first.

I was hoping for a few days off from dealing with murder charges, bad guys, and the everyday paranormal bizarre. All I wanted was a nice break from all the crazy. And did I get it? No. Of course not. Instead, a new coven comes to town. A coven of witch females who call themselves The Sisters of the Circle, a small, elite group for the upper crust of witch society—according to Dolores. But there's something off about this coven, and I just can't put my finger on it. All the while, my aunts and other witches in town worship the ground they walk on like fangirls. Forget my time off.

Jerica and Jesse settle into Summerleigh and count themselves lucky to start their family in the beautiful old home. With the renovations nearly complete, Jerica uncovers Loxley Belle's name carved into a wooden desk in a forgotten shack near the old home. Along with the discovery comes the feeling that the last Belle girl needs her help. Jerica and Jesse do their best to piece together the past and find that the youngest Belle had secrets of her own. 

The Sinclair Resort Hotel has many secrets. Some, it wants to share, and others it wants to keep buried deep. Lively and Minerva have discovered that they are connected to the hotel in more ways than one and that their involvement in the disappearance is more significant than they could have...

The name's John Taylor. I'm a PI, though what I really do is find things that are lost. I work the Nightside, the city within the city of London, where the sun never rises and where the human and inhuman go to get their kicks, provided they're willing to pay the price in whatever currency the seller demands. In the wake of the war that almost brought the Nightside to total ruin, there's a power vacuum—and some think I should take charge. I don't agree. Neither does the immortal known as the Griffin. Still, when his granddaughter is kidnapped, he calls on me to find her.

Summerleigh's renovations aren't making everyone happy. Will the ghost of Mariana McIntyre scare everyone away? A flurry of dreams about the long-dead Lady in White prompts Jerica to get to the bottom of her murder. What other secrets does Summerleigh hold? Will Jerica and Jesse ever get their happily ever after?

Jerica Poole uncovered the disturbing truth about Jeopardy Belle, but the teenager's ghost is far from at peace. Supernatural sightings at the old house increase along with Jerica's terror. As the former nurse ponders her future, she has to work to help other ghosts at Summerleigh...and save herself.

I thought being Karma would be a cinch. I thought wrong. Turns out someone knows what I did to my jerk ex and his sleazy girlfriend. Or at least they left me a note telling me they knew, not that they bothered to sign it. When my ex is reported missing and cops from my old town start sniffing around, I know I'm in trouble. What's worse? I find a body outside my house.

Mackenzie Grey is tying up loose ends before she says goodbye to the life she knows. In doing so, that means closing up all her cases that are left open at the Supernatural Investigative Unit, and nothing prepares her for the blood thirsty vampires roaming the streets of New York City. It is time to rein them in and bring order back to the city. Except Kenz is just as blood thirsty as they are.

The Concordia sisters, owners of the One Woman's Junk consignment shop, are up to their eyeballs in trouble as they try to help their friends, solve a murder and plan a wedding. All while managing not to kill each other, offend any of their wacky clientele, or wreck their own love lives.

This is the ride of my life, and I've faced every single challenge that came my way by charging in and getting it done. Now, this might be my greatest challenge ever. To save my godson's life, I will have to travel to the unknown world of the Fae and navigate the dark and dangerous halls of the Unseelie King's palace to plant my butt on his throne. If my enemies want to come after me, they better bring a burn kit because my magic is hotter than dragon's fire, hot enough to burn them to cinder and I'm all out of dickens to give.

My name is John Taylor. I'm a PI for hire in the Nightside, the dark and corrupt city within the city of London. Where the sun never shines and where pleasure and horror are always on sale—for the right price. Not a nice place to visit or a nice place to live. So you wouldn't think I would care that it was about to be destroyed, by none other than my very own long-missing, not-quite-human mom. But I do. I was born here, I live here, and I got friends here. They might not all be acceptable in polite company, but they're my friends, nonetheless.