Resultados Editorial "Podium Audio" en Erótica

For the first time in years, I'm allowing myself to believe in more than just survival. Adrian, Theo, and Kenji give me hope—a glimmer of possibility that I can move forward, that maybe, just maybe, I deserve happiness. But Rolling Hills is changing, and not for the better. Strange things are happening—more zombies, things going missing, more deaths—and I can't help but wonder if the peace we've built is about to crumble.

Hi. I'm Rivah. But to the internet? I'm soaked. And before you judge me, let me ask you something: when men sleep around, they're called experienced. When women do it, we're called everything but free. So I stopped caring what anyone calls me and started telling the truth. My blog, Body Count, isn't about sex. It's about choosing me. About turning every red flag into a teachable moment and every body into a boundary I built myself. Then Kross showed up. He's... different. Like, green flags in bulk.

Leaving the UK to start over in New York City seemed like a great idea in theory. But raising a child by myself has not exactly been a walk in the park, and this move has proven to be a challenge like no other. The last thing I need is this infatuation that I can't seem to get over. Abigail Lyons is nineteen years younger than me, way too pretty for her own good, and has made it clear in no uncertain terms that she hates my guts.

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned… I have had impure thoughts about my priest. I've done unspeakable things with my stepbrother. I enjoy watching my stepbrother and his best friend. I want them to watch me, too. Forgive me, Father, for I want to sin… When the small-town church fundraiser ends up with me being chased by masked men, I know they'll make a sinner out of me.

Ten years ago, my world crumbled around me. Losing my wife turned me into a shell of a man, stuck teaching entitled Ivy League brats by day and drowning my pain in meaningless sex by night. The club has saved me countless times, until she walks into my classroom. There's something behind the pain in her eyes that pulls me in, and even though I know she's forbidden, I can't stay away, no matter how hard I try.

I hadn't intended to blurt out that we were dating… because we weren't. We barely knew each other. But I was out of options; my ex-boyfriend just wouldn't stop pestering me. Greyson happened to be there, and in a moment of desperation, I claimed we were together. Initially, I felt guilty for dragging him into this mess. But now? I'm relieved I did. Greyson turned out to be everything I needed, and this unexpected twist brought us closer in ways I never imagined.

I watched her. I knew I shouldn't. It was a mistake. Wrong. Forbidden. A glimpse of heaven before a depraved angel led me to hell. One email was all it would take to end the torture. A simple email, dropping Eden Wilder from my class and my life. But I couldn't do it. I was selfish—taking any bit of her I could.

I moved to LA for a fresh start, determined to prove myself as the head coach of the Huskies and straighten out their hothead captain, Jackson O'Reilly. But I did the worst thing imaginable—I fell in love with supermodel Aurora Embers. Jackson's ex. Oh yeah, and I got her pregnant. Just when I think we have it all figured out and the three of us are moving toward becoming one, it all blows apart.

Vikings were nothing more to me than the burly barbarians from my Norse history class...until Professor Sven Hallstrom threw me over his shoulder and carried me off. Before he even finished taking me captive, the infuriatingly sexy bastard had already gagged and spanked me, then made me come desperately hard for him right there over his knee.

One bullet. One dead man. And now my wreck of a life is spiraling out of control. The bastard deserved it, but I'm just a regular guy. I botched the escape, and since I killed him while wearing a Santa costume, they call me the Festive Fugitive. Cute. Too bad I'll be spending Christmas behind bars or in a body bag. Then he appears. Cesar. My dark salvation. A trained killer who looks at me as if I'm his personal miracle. I killed his boss, yet he says I did him a favor. He wants to protect me, claim me, cage me in his arms, and God help me… I let him.

When a pack finally claims me, I expect the worst—dominance, control, a cage with softer walls. What I get instead are five patient, protective souls who see past my fear and fire. Three alphas and two betas who don't just want my body—they want me. All of me. Even the broken parts. They want to glue me back together, make me whole again. Just when I begin to believe in forever, the government issues a brutal recall: all omegas must return for "fertility testing." But the truth runs darker. I uncover secrets that could destroy everything—unless I'm silenced first.

When 28-year-old Honey Lake arrives at a secluded luxury island for an exclusive entrepreneur retreat, she's focused on securing funding to turn her struggling beauty brand into an empire. But money like that doesn't come easy—until she crosses paths with 41-year-old Legend Waters, a dangerously wealthy, tattooed boss who always gets what he wants. He sees something he likes in the ambitious beauty and makes her an offer—for the rest of the weekend, she belongs to him. No rules. No limits.

Mari is a famous star in her intergalactic troupe. As the headliner at the Comet Canyon Saloon, the last thing she expected to go wrong was being lassoed off stage by a chaps-wearing outlaw. Raider's name has been tarnished by his good-for-nothing brother. The only way to clear it is by kidnapping the precious burlesque gem, Little Miss Mercury. After being stranded together during a desert storm, Mari and Raider discover that there's more between them than a hostage situation gone wrong…

Selene Haddad works for Naiad Novels, the hottest serialized fiction app on the market, tasked with writing never-ending romance stories. It's a dream job, minus one aspect of it—having to work alongside Daniel Santiago, the company's disgustingly charming acquisitions manager… and the man who screwed her out of a massive payday. Selene is certain nothing will ever change how she feels about Daniel, but when a dare at Naiad's annual holiday party leads to them falling into bed together, she starts to discover that maybe he's not so bad—if she can look past their professional differences.

I sent her away, humiliated her, made her think I wanted nothing from her. That was the biggest lie I'd ever told. Because what I wanted was everything from her. I was the villain. The bad guy. And she'd be mine.

Born with all the vampire weaknesses and none of the gifts, I have little to offer my family—until my father, the prince, is poisoned. Only dragon tears will heal him, and the dragons are desperate for female mates. So, I'm offered as a sacrifice. Dumped in dragon territory in the Scottish Highlands, I'm quickly captured by Bram McGregor and Fergus Devlin. It's my body in exchange for the tears, and it doesn't matter how I feel about the trade. But as time passes, I feel a lot more than I expected.

Throwing myself in front of my estranged sister didn't win me any brownie points. It did, however, grant me one alien abduction and a cozy cell on an actual-freaking-spaceship, where I'm being poked and prepped for relocation to some backwater trading planet, then sold to the highest bidder—how's that for a hero's reward?

I may be on the straight and narrow now, but my past self was anything but the picture-perfect good girl. When I am left with no choice but to return to my bad ways to help pull the family out of debt, I do it in style. Little did I know I would end up committing myself and my best friend to the devil himself—Dante Mendez—and his brother to pay back the debt, and in the process, I would end up falling into a world that isn't what it seems.

When I snuck out of the house on my twenty-first birthday, I didn't expect to be struck by a bolt of lightning... or to wake up in a strange land and be saved from freezing to death by a dragon. Then the beast shifted before my eyes into a man more regal than any king and hotter than dragon fire. A man who didn't hesitate to bare and spank me for daring to resist his rescue. I knew in that moment not just that I would be his one day but that I was his already.

There are men. Then there's Blake Anderson. He was my best friend—until I left. Ten years apart have turned him into a handsome, rugged, tattooed wall of muscle. He even has his own fan club following the success of his smash-hit TV survival show. They call him Mr. Wild. One night he shows me just how wild. For a moment, I almost believe in magic again. Almost. But those years away have changed me too. I'm not the girl he once knew.