Resultados Editorial "Podium Audio" en Erótica

In this steamy, age-gap, forbidden-love cowboy romance for fans of Lyla Sage, Bailey Hannah, and Elsie Silver, a free spirit finds herself working for a former pro bull rider...who has secrets behind those ocean-deep eyes.

Cora Dalton has a lot on her plate. She's the CEO of her late father's architecture firm, takes care of her mother, is amid a major lawsuit, and is doing everything she can to control her life. When Jay, the man she had a wild one-night stand with, shows up at her office as the new Human Resources Director, she has to try even harder to control her feelings.

While I've always known my infatuation with Cash and Ford was meant to remain an unfulfilled dream, I never really lost hope. Hope that the two men, twice my age, would ever see me as more than just a kid. As more than just their best friend's son. I'm not a kid anymore, and at twenty-one, they're about to see that little meek and quiet Ben is old enough for many things. Old enough to finally attract their attention. And frankly, old enough to know better. To know that these stolen touches and lustful trysts behind closed doors could never really amount to more.

My ex tried to take everything from me. My last chance at happiness. One of the men I've given my heart to. While before, he was content to terrorize me to get what he wanted, now his ambitions have widened. He's got the whole town in his sights, and he doesn't care who he has to hurt to get what he wants.

Stella is a rising star in her intergalactic troupe. Focused on her blooming career, she never expected to be blindsided by one handsome alien, let alone two. Prince Zin and Chancellor Toras are determined to win their dazzling human over, even if they have to put their differences aside. The two sexy space hunks will do anything for Stella. Worship her, seduce her, charm her—and protect her from the mysterious poison spreading through the troupe. A fateful encounter leads to an unforgettable cosmic kiss that puts this trio in the spotlight of love.

The dragon has come to claim his mafia wife, but I already belong to a knight. My shadow. The bodyguard whose world revolves around me. After ten years of the same routine, I discover that I'm not the woman I thought I was. I'm a killer. The daughter of a fierce god. As danger strikes, the three of us find that hate can become lust and enemies can become lovers. Our destiny has been written, and we are determined to change it—even if it means a battle against those who would rather see us stay apart.

I fell for your lies, and you sucked me into your twisted game. You made me crave your taste, hungered for your full attention. I gave you everything, only for you to go ghost. You hollowed my heart, sending me into a spiral of self-destruction. Revenge found its way to replace you. Even if you're my new stepsister, I'll make sure hating me is your new addiction.

Three years ago, I drove down a dark country road, ran out of gas, and then tasered a hot farmer. Now, that farmer is my fake fiancé. Hunter Harlow is my #1 enemy. We're as compatible as glitter and mud. He's frustrating, cocky, and grumpy. He also definitely still holds a grudge about that silly little tasering thing… Unfortunately for both of us, I tell my ex-husband I'm dating him. Hunter has every reason to back out of this ruse, but he's determined to protect me. We put strict rules in place; now we just have to follow them. Should be easy, right? Wrong.

We kidnapped her. A payment for a debt. A very personal one. With our father, “The Collector”, dead, we are the heirs to a twisted dynasty with nothing but revenge in our hearts, blood on our hands, and darkness in our souls. The Dancer we stole is our captive to play with, to possess, to ruin. And we will destroy her.

Guarding my lovely hostage has become my obsession. I protect Marisol from the vicious men in my brutal cartel, including myself. I've kept the promise I made to my boss on the night of her capture: No one touches her.

Being an Omega used to be the dream everyone wanted. Now it's a nightmare. Packs are a thing of the past, black market dealers kidnap Omegas off the street, and the ones that escape are little better than pawns for the government to control. So when my designation revealed itself in the worst situation possible, I ran. Or I tried to. While trying to escape, I found myself in an even worse fate at the hands of my abuser—my father. Now that he knows I'm an Omega he sees me as nothing more than a commodity, locking me away until he could legally sell me to the highest bidder.

A taste of what you'll find: 13 unhinged POVs, tropical island forced proximity for all, superheroes x villains x aliens x a very irritated pregnant normie, MM romance (and a little FF, too), everybody gets some (and it's filthy, duh, men in corsets, hoochie daddy shorts, and Gambit crop tops, slooty besties having slooty fantasies about each other (good thing their stellar collisions are into it), rabble chat in every chapter (on top of the IRL ballbusting), feel-good family moments and all the schmoop, and the usual naughty humor and witty banter.

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.

I spent the night with a complete stranger. Now, he thinks I'm a puck bunny. So, imagine my shame when I find out he's my new boss and I'm moving into his guest house… as his son's nanny. Okay, just because Atlanta Fire's star center knows how to handle his stick doesn't mean I'm going to let him out of the penalty box. Sebastian Blue is a walking mistake in a hockey jersey. Sinful smirk? You bet. Dedicated single dad? Of course. Relationship phobic? Just my luck. But he's eager to become my knight in shining skates…

The path to self-acceptance has always felt like an uphill battle for me. It's hard not to feel that way when the most important people in my life decided long ago they can't accept me as I am, that they don't want a gay son, a feminine son, a boy who likes pretty things. Caring for myself from a young age has come with a lot of hardships, but finding myself bruised, homeless, and sleeping in my car just about tops the list. Fortunately, the person I least expect offers to take me in and share his home with me.

At twenty-four, Cody has already lost hope of having a life of his own. All his time is spent playing nurse to a dying, spiteful stepfather and maid to his bully half-brother. His only escapes are playing his favorite online fantasy game, Black Oasis, and talking to the strange, unearthly presence under his bed that may or may not actually exist. Everything changes when his nightly visitor, who introduces himself as Nor, starts talking back. As their connection deepens, Nor invites Cody into the surreal world existing just beyond his nightmares.

In a small town like ours, you're either straight or you keep your mouth shut. Being gay would be dirty. Touching the guy who's been your stepbrother since you were three would be dirty. Falling in love with him would be even worse. I protect him because it's my job. I resist him because I have to. But when one night leads to two, and two nights lead to more, lines are blurred and morals are tossed, and my sanity takes a walk.

I never lose control. Just one moment of happiness might bring forth the evil that taints my blood. So, I stick to satisfying other people's fantasies with my kink dating app. That's how I found her. Regan Everglow is sweet. Deserving of all the beauty this life has to offer. But she's known darkness, too. Her control was stolen from her years ago. Now, she's ready to take it back. And I'm going to help.

Mortals got the myths all wrong. Olympus is a fantasy. Titans are mere stories. And Eros? Not the god of love, but the goddess of manipulation. Her arrows don't merely incite passion. They shatter hearts. She stalks, hunts, and twists desire for her amusement. Humans are pawns in a cruel game of control, playthings in a world of elite power. Until she targets him.

Once upon a time? Um, no. Because that's how fairytales start, and Ivy Addison is no princess. In fact, she's very happy being an absolute nobody. She doesn't have glass slippers or a trust fund or "graces"—and she's pretty sure she doesn't need rescuing. She also most definitely isn't overworked as the housekeeper for a rowdy pack of royals... and she certainly has no feelings for any of them. Well, aside from Asher, the Crown Prince and star of all her mortifying dreams. Or Sebastian, the oh-so-charming baron who always has a smile just for her.