Risultati Editore "Podium Audio" in Erotismo

Some might call it obsession, but I knew it was love. And I'd prove it to her. Leo She's finally coming home. This time, I won't let her go. Estella walked out of my life years ago, and I couldn't follow her. I've bided my time, watching her, waiting for her. With our parents' tenth anniversary...

Loving Isaia Del Rossa is like drowning in darkness. And with every possessive touch, every whispered command, I sink deeper under his spell. On this island, there is no outside world. No past. No future. Only him. His hands, his mouth, his obsession. He worships me, breaks me, makes me beg for...

Ziggy I should have known my scientifically-minded, superpowered Earthling would find a way to permanently attach himself to my borrowed heart. Since Micah Salah is the most impressive creature in all the galaxies. He's my stellar collision, my babygirl, my equal in all things, and the only one...

They may be hockey's Most Valuable Pack, but the Pierson alphas are far from a true team. The obvious solution? Find the right omega to bind them together. The match-making process sounds simple enough. Scientific, even. Until a sweet, shy omega runs right into their play for a mate and changes the whole game.

I had to run. It was that, or marry a man my father auctioned me to when I was a little girl. I knew my father wouldn't make it easy, but color me surprised when he sent Caelian Del Rossa to find me. The man is a menace. Arrogant. Infuriating. Enigmatic. He thinks he's my knight in shining armor. I'm convinced he's nothing more than my father's retriever. Turns out my father asked the Dark Sovereign for help to get him out of the deal and me out of a marriage from hell. Their solution? Marry Caelian instead.

Davian Stark is beautiful, twisted, cruel, and he's going to die—by my hand. He's one of the elites of the Dark Sovereign. A bloodthirsty mafia assassin and a hunter fueled by his need for the chase. If I want to get close to him, I have to give him something to hunt—me. He made a mistake by letting me survive my family's massacre. I've trained, fed my hate, and now, I'm ready to strike. But Davian isn't just a killer. He's complex, compelling, a man who opens something dark inside me. While I play him, he's playing me. It's a twisted game of hunter versus prey. Question is… Which one am I?

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.

No one knows the real me. The ruined girl. The scarred woman. Not even Sebastian knows how many broken pieces I have to keep together. But he does. The stranger who doesn't pry or care about my past. The masked man who helps me escape my troubled mind by taking me down a forbidden path. A dark path. Just when I think my life can't get any more complicated, I meet Gabriel King. My future father-in-law. That's when a truly twisted journey begins, and the consequences are darker than I ever imagined.

All my life, I pursued women who made me feel like I was licking honey off the edge of a sharp knife. Those who seduce a man with one look. Bait, hook, and haul my ass to her table with a lick of her tongue across blood-red lips. Cue in Mia Harlow. Delicate. Shy. Fragile. Unapologetically feminine, five-foot-nothing, blonde college girl wrapped in pink. Not my type by any definition, but the electric stress between us grows stronger whenever I see her.

Three years ago, Everly Chastain headed home for Christmas with the pack she thought would be her future. By New Year's Day she headed back to New York alone. Within a year, her younger sister was bonded and pregnant. "Family comes first." That's what her family said, and Everly took it to heart...

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.

I thought I was being clever, hiding out right under their noses, but Braum Vetter and Wilhelm Brunner caught me infiltrating their company. Then they made me an offer I couldn't refuse. Now these stern, sexy billionaires own me, and they plan to make sure I know it. They're going to strip me bare and spank me thoroughly for the slightest hint of defiance, then share and enjoy me as shamefully they please, ravaging me wherever, whenever, and however they choose.

The dragon king has finally found his mate: me. For centuries, every woman in my family has vanished on the night of her twenty-first birthday, then returned telling tales of being shamefully ravaged by a man who could turn into a dragon. Tonight he came for me. I fought, but he just tore off my clothes and spanked me until I was wet and ready for him. The brute didn't take me right then and there. He made me beg for it first. But even before he marked me as his, I knew he wasn't going to send me home after he mounted and claimed me.

Six months ago, my girlfriend convinced me to have a threesome with another guy. Had it been anyone other than Jasper Langdon, the night probably wouldn't have ended with fists and blood. But it just had to be him. He's made himself scarce since then, but now we have a class together. Jasper infuriates me, but I can't be around him without remembering that night—the way he looked at me and how my mind went impossibly still for the first time.

I warned her. I told her there’s no line I won’t cross to keep her. And that’s what I did, I crossed a line. Thing is, I don’t regret it. I’d do it again if I had the chance. This all started with me needing a wife—a wife I didn’t want. But things changed. She got under my skin and into my bed. Now, I’m not willing to let her go. Not even if she begs me to set her free. She knew the risk. She knew my love would come with a burden she’ll carry for the rest of her life.

As if spending hours waiting in the DMV wasn't bad enough, I found myself detained in a back room after I flipped out on the guy who walked in off the street and cut in front of the line when it was my turn. And who comes to bail me out? The smiling giant who was the source of my rage. You'd think after I lost my sh*t on him, he'd give me a wide berth, but instead, he's got it into his head that we're together.

Emma Matthews was supposed to be on her honeymoon for the Christmas holiday. Now, she's driving a getaway car… up a mountain… in a snowstorm. And while she might not miss the scientifically matched pack she left behind quite as much as she should, she definitely misses her phone charger. Especially when she veers off course and drives into a snow bank.

As far as first dates go, you can't go wrong with a moonlit trip to the crematory. Marshall I've lived a carefully cultivated life on a quiet suburban cul-de-sac. My anonymity and meticulous routine are all by design. No one knows of the monster that lurks inside me, this insatiable urge to...

After Meggie's ex fails to kidnap her, Pack Hart is faced with a difficult decision. Do they allow Meggie to stay on the water polo team and risk their own careers, or do they leave her behind and risk their pack? As tensions rise and more people become aware of Meggie's secret designation, the stakes are higher than ever. It's not just her reputation on the line, but the future of the entire pack.

With a trust fund I'd never be able to blow through, I didn't need to work a day in my life. I sure as hell didn't need the kind of job I had. But I wasn't in it for the money. It was for personal satisfaction. A love of a job well done. What's that saying about never working a day in your life if you love breaking fingers and burying bodies where they'll never be found? I might be paraphrasing, but it was still the truth. My boss' wife called me a goon—and she wasn't wrong. As second-in-command, I did whatever was needed to keep Black Resorts running smoothly.