Resultados Editorial "Podium Audio" en Literatura y ficción

Tinley Rhodes is an anomaly. Despite her anatomy and pheromones, she still hasn't had a heat, meaning the law says she's technically not an omega. She's stuck between designations, but even omegas have to financially provide for themselves. When a friend's older brother offers to help her get a job using her photography skills, she knows she can't say no. Everything changes in the blink of an eye as she collides with rock stars with wounds of their own.

I used to believe werewolves were no more than scary stories to be told around a campfire. Then, one of them ripped off my clothes, marked me with his teeth, and claimed me like a wild beast.

After the fallout between me, my brother, and Simon, I find myself either wallowing in a black pit of depression or lashing out with vicious rage. Technically, Simon still lives in the condo the three of us bought together, but ever since our relationship imploded months ago, I've barely seen him.

In the shadowy underworld of Greenich Bay, even my status as the Orazio heir couldn't shield me from heartbreak. Jesse, Logan, and Briar, the ones I trusted most, shattered me after five years of love. No proposal, just betrayal. Vengeance drove me into the arms of my ex-fiancé, a rival crime family scion. Let them see how quickly I can move on. They don't need to know that our arrangement is fake.

I thought I had escaped the demons of my past. For ten years, I lived a life of relative peace, got an education and a great job, and worked on healing myself, all while hiding right under the nose of the very people I had run from. Life was good. But then the head of the Bratva turned himself in and would only speak to me. My life began to unravel as people from my past returned, those I thought I could trust betrayed me, and men I should run from became my biggest temptation yet.

I'm having a hard time. And no, that's sadly not an innuendo. Depression is slipping back into my life like a toxic ex, and I know I need to do something before it consumes me. So when I run into the man of my dreams on my first attempt to get out of the house, it feels like fate.

When I fled my small town home to fly across the globe for a potential job on a remote island, I did it on a whim. And let's just say my parents were not happy. According to them, the journey of self-discovery is not nearly as important as tending the family farm.

I'm still a virgin, a dragon shifter who has never been courted by a male. The only men in my life want to murder me. Dragonslayers hunt me relentlessly, and I kill every last one of them. Until Rook invades my cave. Tall, dark, and demonic, Rook alone has the strength to defeat me. He chains me and collars me with magic, forcing me to shift into a woman. I'm vulnerable and at his mercy.

I woke on the floor of a prison cell, but I wasn't alone. There was a man. My fellow prisoner. My protector. He spoke into my mind, saying things that couldn't be true. That I'd been bitten. That I was going to turn. That I had to obey him if I wanted to survive. He was beaten, but his voice rang with power, and his body called to mine. And when he won our freedom, I learned he was far more powerful than I realized. I escaped one prison just to land in another. Now I'm caught in a war between shifters—and my protector has become my captor.

They met under the guise of a masquerade—their faces hidden—and yet they felt seen for the very first time. Eager to learn more about her darkest desires, Freya throws caution to the wind, attending Club Venom's masquerade ball with her best friend, never anticipating how her life would change. She's always known there's something different about her, but she's never given in to her wildest fantasies… until now.

Omegas are supposed to be cherished. Protected. Loved. I thought I was—until my pack found their true scent match and threw me away like I meant nothing. They sent me to the Reassignment Center, where rejected omegas are supposed to find new packs. But omegas like me don't get fairy-tale endings. We get two choices: a low-class pack that no one else wants or the heat dens—where omegas are used until there's nothing left of them. After nine months in hell, I'll take any pack that will have me. Even if they're dangerous. Even if they live outside the law.

The Curious Incident of the Great Cookie Snackcident of 979 is a cozy, slower-burn workplace romance with two MCs who connect over a shared passion for their calling. It features a demi heroine, a non-binary shadow monster, wooing with snacks, footnotes from an in-world narrator, and shadow tentacle play!

My life was perfectly fine. I had my own business, friends, and even a fiancé. Everything was going just fine. Until he showed up again—Gavin, also known as the god of lust, Eros. He was thrown back into my life when his company, Cupid's Arrow, hired mine for their tenth-anniversary marketing plan. It's been five years since we last saw each other, but somehow, it's like no time has passed at all. I don't understand why seeing him again should change anything. It was a one-night stand, nothing more.

The wealthy are crumbling. One by one, their names stain the Seattle Daily Newspaper. The ink smudges their reputation, spotlighting their depravity to the world. Monsters dressed in designer clothes. No amount of money can hide their rotting flesh paired with a corrupt soul. The wealthy are dying. But power doesn't wait, and in a city hungry for it, one second of mourning is a new blade to the throat. I live among them. The "orphan girl" blessed to taste their life. To play their games. To have their men...

Max has finally made it to the stage. As he shoots for the stars, the last thing he expects is to fall into the arms of the most striking aliens he's ever seen. Moss has never been so charmed by a human before. A simple touch pulls them both into a passionate heat that can only be relieved in bed. But below all the lust and desire, there is a simmering bond that will bring them closer in more ways than one.

I fell for the wrong Devil… Hayes Madden was never on my dance card. He's an egotistical jock who plays for the Devil's hockey team—not to mention, he's my boyfriend's biggest rival. His sculpted abs and charm do nothing for me. Besides, I'm a cheerleader, not a puck bunny. When a very graphic video of me and my ex is sent to the entire student roster at Rosewood U, rumors quickly spread and, to my surprise, Hayes is my unlikely knight in shining armor.

As a mechanic in a family full of lawyers, I'm used to being the black sheep. All I want in life is to run my auto repair shop with my trusted employees and live my life in peace. That peace is shattered when a gorgeous girl with innocent green eyes filled with fear shows up at my shop. It's clear she's hiding from someone. There's something about the girl that thaws my cold, lonely heart. It doesn't take long for me to decide that this sweet angel is mine, and I'll do anything to protect her and erase the haunted look in her eyes.

I'm Billie Mahoney, newbie fox-shifter and royal shifter, bonded to three hot-as-feck wolf-shifters with the scars to prove it. We've worked through a lot of our past trauma, and the biggest obstacle to our relationship and our happiness—Xander's dickwad of a father—has been detained by the Shifter High Council, leaving the path ahead of us clear. Sort of. We've got a trip to Southie planned to hang out with my adoptive human family. A trip where I can forget about being a shifter, forget about this new world full of unknowns and future responsibilities.

Three years ago, I had the hottest one-night stand in history with Finn, the brooding Pro Hockey Star. He broke the headboard, comforting my wounded heart. Turns out he's still reeling from my sneaky exit. Now, Finn's teammate, Declan, is my new boss. I need cash, and his daughter needs a nanny. Declan's a softy for his little girl. But between the sheets, he's a dominant beast. Then there's Chase, the ripped Veterinarian with ink spilling down his corded muscles. He stole my heart when he helped me rescue a lost puppy.

I wasn't born a serial killer. The horror of my past made me what I am today. But I couldn't stop even if I wanted to. Because only one thing gives me respite from my panic attacks. Murder. I used to have a broody protector that kept my demons at bay. His darkness rivaled my own, and he was my everything. Tragedy tore us apart when we were eighteen. And since then, he's stayed away. Not too far, though.