Risultati Editore "Podium Audio" in Romanzo d'amore

Dr. Alexandra Edison lives a life that many would be envious of. A beautiful world-famous fiancée, more money than she could spend, and a career that she loved. To honor her grandfather's wishes, she moved from L.A. to Seattle to take over one of her family's hospitals. When her perfect life fell apart, the last person she expected to be there to help her pick up the pieces was Dr. Blake Westmore. The woman who was cold and indifferent towards her since the day they met. But one touch from Blake made Alexandra question everything she knew about her life.

Max They fear me. Worship me. Call me an abomination. I've earned my freedom a dozen times in The Pit, but I keep going back. Because violence is my church, and blood is the only thing that makes me feel alive. Then he arrives. Pretty. Fast. New. A golden-haired boy with ocean eyes and no clue...

Rookie quarterback Riley Flynn knows what it takes to make it in the NFL. He's in Charleston to prove himself—to the world and his teammates, but mostly to his older brother, who's never believed he could be a star. The last thing he expects is for his brother's best friend, Landry, to welcome him with open arms and an offer to become roommates. Riley's always believed Landry was straight—but the way Landry keeps checking him out leaves him suddenly unsure. And Landry's hot looks certainly don't help squash the crush he's always had on his brother's best friend.

I'm keeping some pretty big secrets from my best friend. Secrets, I'm not sure how much longer I can hold onto. Secrets that'll likely destroy our friendship. Because he thinks we're going to college together—but I just can't do it. I can't spend any more time with this lie. Big Bend may have been my beginning, but it never felt quite right. Something was always off—truly, I think it was my false start. Now it's time to live my life with nothing but the truth.

I may be struggling as an artist in New York, but I'm a great doorman. Is it the easiest job in the city? Probably. And it gives my mind all the time it needs to wander. Sometimes to my current project or muse, but more often to the one who got away. I was the one he used to reach for in the middle of the night when the nightmares came. My adopted brother, once not much more than a stranger, became my closest friend during one of the most difficult times of his life.

Archie My favorite principle in landscaping and in life is balance. In any situation, that's my goal—to find that perfect balance. And I'm good at it too. That is until I met Cane. Now, nothing makes sense, and everything is off balance. I'm not sure what to make of this and how to make it...

Loyalties and rules are put to the ultimate test when a disgraced ex-cop and a younger sibling of a ruthless crime leader cross the line that a bodyguard and his protectee aren't allowed to cross.

Aaron Taylor-Ladner: As the head of a billion-dollar family empire, being a nice guy isn't part of my job. The only person who doesn't run for cover when I walk into a room is my new chief of sales, Harrison Ducker. He's outspoken, snarky, and a total pain. I'd fire him in a heartbeat—if I had...

Axel Lund They call me the play maker. I make hockey wins happen—until I'm confronted with Jace, my college rival, for the coveted center spot. And my BFF's ex. I know secrets about Jace, and I'm not happy to be on the same team as him, never mind the same line. But as our competition on the...

Waking up alone in a strange hotel room, missing my prosthetic legs, and having no memory of what happened the night before is not how I wanted to spend my estranged twin's bachelor party trip. Yet there I was, legless and with zero idea how I got there. Or who I spent the night with. Which is… not great. Though I suppose that trauma lies somewhere between losing my legs in a car accident, which killed my career in the NHL, and my brother running off with my fiancée. So, in the grand scheme of things, not the worst weekend I've had.

In a world of orcs and men, Eben of Clan Ka-esh is shy, awkward, and desperately lonely. No one notices the sickroom's quietest scholar, not even when he's saving lives or offering up decadent pleasures in Orc Mountain's darkest depths. Until Tryggr, of Clan Skai. A tall, shameless, laughing orc warrior who can have anyone he wants... And Tryggr keeps looking at Eben. Seeing Eben. But Skai are risky, reckless, dangerous—and all his life, Eben's been taught to run from them. To hide safe and quiet and alone. Or else he'll be forever crushed and conquered beneath a deadly Skai's claws and teeth…

The only thing Noon Waters is sure of is his undying love for his wife. When a devastating accident ripped both her and a good deal of his memories away from him, he's left to navigate a new life weighed down by grief, anger, and confusion. After stumbling upon an old receipt dated one day prior...

Evan Shaw has wanted to be a photographer for as long as he can remember, and Pine Valley is the place to go to make that happen. What he didn't expect was to be sworn into a secret society with a dark history—or to fall in love with a man so filled with anger there might never be hope for them. Alek Anders doesn't believe in love, nor does he have the time for it. He can't chase his dreams like all the rich college kids around him; he has his family to look after and food to keep on the table. Then comes Evan. Everything he's not, he pushes all of Alek's buttons.

For August, Ryker, and Steve, the alpha werewolves in question, there's nothing ridiculous or confusing at all about wanting Dylan. The human smells like the word mate incarnate, and he's so achingly perfect that the idea of not having him is too terrible to even consider. Sweet, eager to please, and unexpectedly funny, he's everything they could ever want in a mate. With three of them and only one of Dylan, August, Ryker, and Steve are going to have to figure out how to make this work. Someone has to be left out in the cold, and no one wants it to be them.

I moved home to take care of my grandmother. Instead, I got caught up with the worst kind of people in town, and now, I'm the personal punching bag for a member of the mafia who has no intention of ever letting me go. He doesn't care about me. He cares about what he owns. I used to care about things like staying alive or trying to be a good man, but the longer this goes on, the harder it is to see a future different from this. I don't even have friends in this town.

He's not asking permission. He's claiming what's his. I had a plan. A perfect, neurotic, five-year plan. Then on my first day of college, I slammed face-first into the star quarterback. The one they call the "King of Campus." His blue eyes took one look at me and turned black with possession...

My father’s the president and my brother’s the golden boy, which leaves me the black sheep; the son who never wanted to be here at all. The white house is my gilded cage, and the secret service are my prison guards. I'm nearly twenty and nothing about my life is normal. The only thing giving me life and any motivation to get out of bed is the way he looks at me. The stolen glances across the West Wing. Heated gazes in the private dining room. He's my father's best friend, which isn't even the worst part, he's also the vice president.

I'm the RA. He's the resident I'm about to write up for the third time this week. My life is a series of checklists and rules. As the Resident Advisor, my job is to maintain order. His job, apparently, is to be the chaos magnet in 3B, blasting music at all hours and driving me insane. But when I march to his door to finally lay down the law, he opens it shirtless, tattooed, and smirking. And then his scent hits me. Thunderstorms. Ink. And something primal that screams mine.

A hockey player and a beaver walk into a bar… I'm not a real beaver. I just play one for the Bloomburg Aspens. You'd be surprised how many times I need to clarify that. It's not a traditional job, but between my yoga studio and playing the beaver, it pays the bills. The beaver mascot gig also...

The night I fell from grace was also the night I fell for him. The high: Going from the lead singer in an unknown garage band to one of the most well-known rock groups in the span of six years is not something I ever saw coming. But here I am… Famous. Lonely. Miserable. The crest: Realizing...