Risultati Editore "Podium Audio" in Paranormale

Two gods, one stubborn mate, a shadow friend, and a war I can't stop. Choosing love seems impossible. Especially when I'm not the only one who wants my dragon king. My name is Serendipity Fall, and I've unleashed a fallen god who will stop at nothing to destroy everything I love. The Wolven gods want me to kill my mate… and I can't. Not now, not ever. With the mysterious witch lord's help, I have to find a way to escape them and save Nakoa from my mate. Once, a long time ago, a goddess spoke of a prophecy before she was killed… and it's going to destroy us all.

Poppy had always loved the night, so it wasn't too much of a bother to wake one evening in an unfamiliar home far from London, weak and confused and plagued with a terrible thirst for blood, to learn that she could no longer step out into the day. And while vampirism presented several disadvantages, it more than made up for those in its benefits: immortality, a body that could run at speed for hours without tiring, the thrill of becoming a predator, the thing that pulls rabbits from bushes and tears through their fur and flesh with the sharp point of a white fang.

My name is Serendipity Fall, and I'm one of the only wolf shifters living with a bunch of immortal dragon shifters in a city I can never leave. I'm the fated mate of the dragon king—Draycian of the house of Mnemosyne—and on the first full moon after my nineteenth birthday, I will be bound to him in a mating ceremony. But I don't want a mate. I don't want the dragon king god who rules my hometown from his golden castle. I don't even know what he looks like. All I know is anytime I mention his name, everyone blanches in fear. He is a monster.

When Pippa finds herself in Fairhaven Falls with empty pockets and a brand new baby, she's thrilled when a sweet—and slightly scary—old lady offers her a job and a place to live. Their new home isn't much, but it offers a desperately needed shelter. Then, her grumpy orc neighbor comes charging into their lives. She should be wary of the huge male, but when she watches him handling his hammer, fear is the last thing she feels. And when he cradles her daughter so tenderly against that big muscular chest? Her heart isn't the only thing melting!

When a strange woman shows up outside our camp in the Wastes with monsters chained up to her RV, it feels like I’m the only one who actually wants to help them. That big, grey-skinned monster with the cage on his head and the chain hanging from his back—something is telling me I need to help him. I need to free him. But I have absolutely no idea how I’m supposed to do that, especially when he can’t even talk to me to tell me how. Collector Mary is finally leaving our camp to head back to her monster menagerie, so I do the only thing I can think of to help him: I go with her.

Twelve years ago, Jules Savoie ended her relationship with the vampire overlord of New Orleans, Ruben Dubois, and for good reasons. A woman in power must often make sacrifices to protect others. She knows the truth of it down to her aching heart. When Ruben watches his best friend Devraj get married, a stinging realization hits him hard: he’s done waiting.

No messy mating bonds, and steady work was always easy to find. That all goes out the window when she takes a live-in nanny gig for a hockey player who's suddenly become a single "dad" to his baby half-brother. As if that wasn't enough, his pack includes two other seriously hot alphas. Not that they would be interested in a beta like her. Or so she thinks....

Fifteen years have passed since Meekah of Zohar Pride took Nala away from me. My fated mate, my reason for breathing. The separation was necessary—she needed to learn control over her lion—but the loss has hollowed me. I've spent these years building my dream: House of Boker, the first truly diverse supernatural pack in Wintermoon's history. I've secured a position at the Academy, constructed a home worthy of my mate, and established myself as alpha. Everything is in place. Now it's time to bring Nala home where she belongs.

Alys Fairweather has always loved the sea. So when her father gets the opportunity to build a city beneath the waves, she is the first in the submarine with him. She never expected to discover an entire species of merfolk living there. And she certainly didn't expect to find one of them so captivating. But the song of the waves is one she has never been able to deny, even when that temptation comes in the form of a battle-scarred merman.

In the kingdom of Joveryn, where witches are hunted and magic is forbidden, Bronwen and her twin brother, Adar, have spent their lives hiding their gift: the ability to siphon magic from others and wield it any way they see fit. With the feeling of magic coursing through her veins too intoxicating to ignore, Bronwen has found a way to fill that void. Hunting vampires and stealing their magic. But the night she encounters a vampire who doesn't beg, who doesn't fight—who simply smiles as she drains him—everything changes. He survives. And worse, he marks her.

After the makeover of the century, I walk onstage in too-high heels… and trip in front of thousands of people! I'm saved from becoming a face-plant meme by Brokk, who catches me in a romantic dip that makes my tummy flutter. Which it so totally shouldn't. Because Brokk's not just the hunky model on my book covers. He also lives 24/7 in an orc costume with tusks and green skin. I might write monster romance and wish I had an orc of my own, but monsters aren't real! How can I take this guy seriously?

I am respected in Leafshire Cove because I perform magic exactly the way it should be performed—with a witch's intuition. My spells are precise, and they're either wonderfully practical or completely fun. Regardless, my magic is true magic. On market days, my cart always has the longest line. That is, until he arrives. An arrogant, foolish minotaur with a ridiculously posh accent sets up shop right beside me. And even though his magic is only a mishmash of tacky illusions and over-the-top displays, townsfolk flock to him. Infuriating.

When witchy candle-maker Clover Bishop agrees to help create a line of enchanted scents for Rook Katz's luxury spa, she expects a business deal—not a smoldering attraction that threatens to burn right through her carefully guarded heart. Clover isn't ready to throw herself into fate's hands, but resisting a possessive, swoon-worthy tiger shifter who looks at her like she's his forever? That's a whole different kind of magic.

I'm a PhD student struggling to get by when I meet a powerful alpha with an impossible-to-refuse offer. Finn Visser, the owner of the most elite security firm in the country, wants me to help him with a top-secret project. No expense is being spared to uncover the truth about switches—designation changes triggered by stress, danger, and arousal.

I'm on the run again. My mates are gone, the packs are fractured, and our world teeters on the edge of ruin. If the corrupt Eastern leaders keep their stranglehold on the Council, there'll be nothing left worth fighting for. I know what I have to do: run. This time, though, I'm running straight into the heart of danger. And I'm not alone.

In the aftermath of her awakening, Princess Luella Eritrais is forever changed. Stripped of her past and reborn as a Luna fae of mysterious origins, she possesses magic more powerful than any before her—if only she could wield it. While she mourns her past self and the fragile bonds of shattered trust, the castle of Serpentis prepares for the Winter Solstice. As tradition demands, it is time for the Chosen to be selected by the current ruler of Serpentis, and King Vale and his dragon are all too prepared to claim Luella as the sacrifice for her pleasure.

A realm long believed to be nothing more than legend now holds me captive, its cruel king whispering secrets of my lineage, of power buried deep in my bones—power he intends to steal for himself. King Helroth claims to know who I truly am…what I truly am. The longer I remain in his grasp, the more my memories fracture. The more the shadows whisper. And the more I wonder, what if he's right?

Kamari Prava Ahvi. Eighteen. Dreamer. Aspiring Bookstagrammer with a knack for photography. Omega… and a runaway bride. I was meant to marry a pack chosen by my wealthy father—a carefully curated collection of Alphas who checked all his boxes, but none of mine. So, I ran. Far from the gilded cage of expectations to an Omega haven where I could live anonymously with my best friend, free to dream of viral TikToks, cozy book nooks, and a life entirely my own.

In a world of recently warring orcs and men, Ella Riddell is determined to ignore it all. She’s the wealthiest heiress in the realm—and soon, she’s to wed a lord, and become a real lady. Until the night her engagement-party ends in utter disaster, and Ella runs for the forest—and straight into the powerful arms of a hulking, deadly orc. And it’s not just any orc. It’s Natt: the orc Ella made a secret, foolish pledge to, many years past. He’s huge and shameless and vicious, not at all the gangly, laughing daredevil Ella remembers.

Ivy Noelle Winter is content with being a thirty-one-year-old unbonded omega with no prospects of a pack. She adores teaching fifth grade, she has wonderful friends—and that baking show marathon isn't going to watch itself. Until a snowstorm and power outage traps Ivy in her classroom after hours… with three men. Rome, the new alpha music teacher. James, the flirtatious beta vet he's bonded to. And Logan, the town's grumpy alpha electrician. Their scents call to Ivy and her body answers, setting off her first-ever mini-heat.