Resultados Editorial "Tantor Media" en Erótica

When attorney Rebecca swept into the courtroom, it turned Quinn's world upside down. Now, seeing her name on his manifesto, old memories are awakened of the sensual woman who spouted legal jargon from full lips. Taking note of her destination, a posh vacation resort that caters to more private entertainment, a plan forms, and Quinn decides it's time to show the sexy lawyer a few tricks of his own.

When struggling athlete Alexa Sharpe is working in the luxury hotel bar, the next hotel guest she serves is the Hollywood star Dahlia Dante. In Dahlia, she encounters a woman who is beautiful and brilliant, and Alexa senses there is a lot more to Dahlia than Google can tell her. Sexual chemistry burns brightly between them and Alexa knows she wants Dahlia. She really wants her. Dahlia soon admits she wants Alexa, too—but on her own terms. Shocked yet intrigued by Dahlia's erotic requests that are much more BDSM than Alexa has encountered before, she hesitates.

I'm no one's knight in shining armor. Yet, here I am, riding to the rescue to save Lena Graves from an ugly confrontation with her a-hole ex. It's not like I've given the little secretary much thought. But I'm not going to stand by and let her be disrespected either. And when she thanks me by sinking to her knees in the club bathroom? Well, I don't stop her. Now, my mother is demanding I return home for my parents' anniversary party, and I might be the drummer of the world's hottest rock band, but I can't say no to her.

As if hauled up squirming from the bowels of the internet, Sex Goblin metabolizes sex writing, popular culture, and autofiction to present the real and the imagined as equally surreal possibilities. In the narrator's childlike voice, all things become both mundane and strange—a child and their dog fused after a car accident, moments of tenderness amidst frat hazing, witches, and hiking accidents.

My dream? Escape this hellhole and become a songwriter in L.A. My reality? My scumbag father emptied my bank account and bet me in a poker game. Not just to anyone—but to Radomir Molchanov. The King of Vegas. The sinfully drop-dead gorgeous owner of the Diamond Hotel and Casino. Oh, and the cold-blooded head of the Molchanov Bratva. Radomir has claimed me—body and soul. His touch sets me on fire, his icy gaze sends shivers down my spine, and his cruel smirk reminds me that he owns me.

He's excruciatingly handsome, and well, fine as hell. He's also my captor. He won't take his eyes off me. He won't let me go. All I can do is hope he'll let me live.

Singer Raven Ramsey has spent her adult life performing to adoring crowds. Now she is nearing forty, her fame is fading, and she finds herself headlining on a sapphic women's only cruise. Her music career is in its dying embers, her love life has never taken off, and she wonders what is next.

Reunited with my men, I'm ready to take on the darkness that's spreading across the land. But the darkness is spreading in me too, and I'm not sure I'm strong enough to stop it. With the future itself on the line, I've got to harness my new powers and confront Midian and his demons head-on. As kingdoms clash and magical barriers come down, I'm prepared to fight to save everything I hold dear. I'm ready for the ultimate battle. The question is, am I ready for the ultimate sacrifice?

Sarai King has the answer to a problem that has landed right on the King family's doorstep. All it will take to fix it is just one proposition: an illicit affair with cocky resort CEO Khyri Hamilton. Their resorts may compete in business, but only Sarai knows how explosively their attraction burns. When Khyri sabotages her mother's deal to force Sarai back into his bed, she refuses to surrender control. Instead, Sarai makes a proposition: an alternating week of pleasure and fantasy orchestrated according to each other's deepest desires.

Willow Rutherford, the senator's daughter, has lived a life filled with wealth and privilege. She always imagined she would have a very suitable career and marry a very suitable man. She is on a work night out when she ends up in a strip club watching a girl dance—Lola is most beautiful erotic thing Willow could ever imagine and she has to know more. Meeting up with Lola the stripper is one thing, falling for Lola would be quite another. And what will happen if Senator Rutherford finds out?

Jackson Harper had barely gotten his feet wet in the NHL before he was traded from LA to The Minnesota Northern Lights. It's hard not to take it personally, but he is going to make the most of being the only out gay hockey player in Minnesota. Ryan Cosgrove is thirty-two, which means he's practically a geriatric hockey player. He won a cup a long time ago, and now all that's left is his empty house, his golden retriever, Lola, the tail end of his hockey career, and the weight of loneliness as everyone in his life pairs off to start families.

It started as a stupid, desperate plan. Fake the baby bump. Claim my sister's secret love child as mine. Lie to everyone, including the most dangerous man in Vegas. Then my sister disappeared. Her forbidden lover and his wife got blown to bits in a car bomb. And I bankrupted myself trying to find her. That's when he found me.

I expected to wake up tangled in my husband's arms. His wicked hands dragging me back into bliss. Instead, I'm barefoot on a freezing cot and I'm dressed like a trauma surgeon who lost her shoes. This sucks and I'm scared. The cotton sheets and silk robes are gone, replaced by chains, shadows, and a cast-iron door. At first, I thought it was Radomir. That two-timing bastard must have found out I was going to leave him. But the truth is far worse. I've been kidnapped. Not by just anyone—but by the monster from my nightmares. He wants what's locked inside my mind. 

I know I'm lucky to have a mate at all. Most would rejoice. Most would run to them. Not me. I want to stay with my family. I was trapped in the veil for the majority of my life, fighting to survive. And I'm supposed to leave them for a man I don't know? I'm tired of Fate making the decisions for me. Yet . . . The ache in my chest becomes too much. The thirst in my throat becomes unbearable. The need to mate is a call I can no longer ignore. Even if I've never touched or kissed another. How will I satisfy him?

When wildlife photographer Angelica Humphries woke up this morning, she never expected to end up in a cabin with two sexy Cajuns. Wild birds are more her speed. But when a powerful hurricane threatens, she'd be crazy not to take them up on their offer of shelter and protection. Right? Jules and Andre Deveraux were hired to find Angelica, not fall for her. Tracking her through the bayou was the easy part. Keeping the secret that would ruin any chance Jules has with the strawberry blonde beauty, so much harder. But he'll do whatever it takes, because one sniff and he knows she's meant to be his.

In audio for the first time since its 2015 e-book release! A whirlwind of luxury, crime, and sexual thrill was what Isla Maran found overnight with Abram Lenox. But she left it all behind to let him hunt and kill Jesse Toro. She left him for her shot at normal. But there's no chance for that now...

In audio for the first time since its 2015 e-book release! After her ex's confession, Isla swore her night could not get worse. But two drinks later, a drunk stumble landed her in front of the tallest, broadest, most devastatingly sexy man she'd ever laid eyes on—standing over a dead body...

Devon Atwood presents Book 3 in the Kiss-Met series.

Everyone fears the prince. Cold. Cruel. He has a thirst for his captives' blood. I'm everything this vicious royal despises. A wild captive in chains. The object of his hatred—and his obsession. Behind the prince's icy stare, forbidden temptation sets fire to my veins. But I'm not easy prey. A deadly escape. A fatal chase. Now we're trapped in a dark forest where lethal dangers prowl in the shadows. Forced into an alliance, we must fight to survive. Yet the longer we're isolated together, the hotter our passion burns. 

Out of money and down on his luck in a city that promised him a run of both, Tony turns to the one asset he knows he can sell: his honed, toned, dangerous alpha body, which looks surprisingly good covered in glitter. Well, not sell, exactly—that's a line Tony won't cross. Display? Gyrate? Flex? Whatever. It pays his bills, and that's all that matters. But one payment comes due sooner than expected, and when a slim, unearthly fae customer who can't seem to take his gleaming eyes off of Tony's . . . assets . . . presents him with the timely opportunity to make a little extra?