Risultati Editore "Podium Audio" in Fantasy

An assassin in disgrace. An enforcer gone rogue. A destiny that binds them. Dive into the thrilling conclusion of The Enforcer's Bride Fantasy Romance duology. Bree was once the Raven Queen's assassin—a ruthless killer with the blood of many on her hands. However, when she returns home after her last mission, she finds herself sidelined… and it's not long before the chilling truth settles upon her. She doesn't belong in Sheehallion any longer. Nor can she forget the man she left behind in Albia.

My mortal skin is gone. I’m one of them—one of the Folk—and all I feel is anger. I’m going to kill the Carlin and her sons for everything they did to me. It’s all I care about. But first, I have to navigate this new world, my new skin, my new brother, and, when I fall into her clutches, my fae mother—the Brid, the Seelie Queen. I don’t like what I’m becoming, but I can’t stop it. Something’s wrong with me. Something’s missing. There’s a hollow ache in my chest, and I can’t fill it, no matter what I do. It’s like I’ve forgotten something vital from my time on unseelie land.

With darkness spreading across the fae isles, the reluctant raven queen seeks the aid of Calista, the storyteller, and unwittingly falls into a dark tale of twisted fates. To save Ari from being lost in a fae sleep, Saga will reach into the past and uncover deadly secrets left behind by her brother, the last fate king. Both Saga and Ari must unravel the lies of their world if they are to stand a chance at defeating the fiercest enemy yet.

For years, Valera has worked weary hours as a seamstress just to keep food on the table. She would give her all to protect her little sister from the cruelties of the world, and the tantalizing lure of the fae forest. One day, she fears, the fae will spirit her sister away, and how can Valera hope to stop them? Then the fae come. Not for her sister...but for her. Trapped in a magnificent palace far from her own world, Valera finds herself the unwilling bride of an enigmatic fae lord.

A penniless noblewoman, Kat is on the verge of losing everything when she's offered a well-paid job that could be her salvation… or her ruin. Drawn into court's deadly intrigues, she's given a single task: spy on the powerful fae lord known as the Night Queen's Shadow. Bastian Marwood is handsome, ruthless, and cunning, but Kat can't decide if he's a threat to her kingdom or just her heart. To uncover the truth, she must play a dangerous game of desire and deceit, pushing him to reveal his secrets while protecting her own.

Every famous love song has been written by an alpha for an omega. As a beta, I've never expected to be anyone's muse. I'm happy to stick in the background—and with a past like mine, it's simply safer avoiding the spotlight. That changes the day I learn my long-lost brother is Stix Rain, the drummer for one of the biggest rock bands in the world. We lost touch when we went into foster care. He ran away, I stayed, and I still carry the scars from growing up alone. I have so many questions for him—until I discover he died three months ago.

Crown Prince Silvyr Quilen is the family disappointment. His father, High King Keryth Quilen of Athowen, wanted a son to follow in his image of an elven warlord who rules with no regard for those around him and will do anything to maintain his power. However, the king finds Silvyr's desire to spend his days in the flowers and libraries to be pathetic and useless. Despite that, Silvyr strives to receive his father's approval.

Desperate to get back home before Brad's parents disconnect his life support, Cathy convinces the grumpy Viking to take her to York, where she may be able to return to the twenty-first century. Needing her help, Andor agrees with one condition: he will not protect her. From escaping pagans hungry for a sacrifice to outwitting the English army together, the two grow closer during their journey. But when passion flares between them, will it be Andor or Brad who holds Cathy's heart?

I first saw the Folk when I was a little boy, when they started appearing in my garden, with their unnatural, cruel beauty and honeyed words and veiled taunts. I grew up with big green eyes watching me from the forest. Whispers from the trees. Shimmering skin darting between the bushes. Black creatures always lurking in the shadows. While they were here, I thought nothing of them. It wasn’t until they were gone that I realise it wasn’t…normal. But it isn’t until I’m twenty-one, when my life is in ruins, that they come back to take me away.

I'm nothing but an orphan, a dragon trainer in one of the many border fortresses. When beasts attack the villages, I ride, driving them back to the hellscape they crawled from. When my adopted brother's killed during battle, I discover who's controlling the invading beasts—the brutal ruler of the neighboring fae kingdom. A gruesome plot is brewing beneath the glimmering fae surface, and he's responsible for it all. Now vengeance is all I live for. No matter how powerful or well-guarded the king is, I will avenge my brother. This I swear.

Being Shadowborn, the Essence of a fallen god runs through Owen's veins. It gives him power, but it comes with a bullseye painted on his back, one the Legion is determined to hit once they learn he exists. Wielding such power comes at the cost of his life, and with the Legion close to finding him, Owen must leave his home to escape their hands.

When an invitation to try a cutting-edge game promising darkly sensual adventure drops in Abram's lap, it's an offer he can't refuse. After all, as an agoraphobe who never leaves his apartment, his social life is defined by, and limited to, games. Yet an interesting premise quickly shows its dark side as his mind is filled with memories of unspeakable torment, forcing him to rely on his meta-knowledge just to stay sane. The game is like nothing he's ever played: It has no tutorial, no HUD, no levels, no experience system, no respawns, and no mercy.

Everything should be fine. The Brid is dead. I'm the new Seelie king. And Lonan is with me, safe from the Unseelie queen—his mother—and terrible brothers. But it's not fine. Nothing is fine. I can't seem to let go of my old life, even as this new one—and my new responsibilities—overwhelm me. Something is wrong with Lonan. He's closing himself off even more. He's quiet and distant, and every day, the rift between us seems to get bigger, no matter what I do.

The princes have lied. The queen controls everything, including the dragons. At first, I just wanted to save my people in the mud quarter, but I couldn't do it alone. I'm not running away; I'm regrouping so I can return to finally free everyone from the dragon's curse. In order to defeat evil, I'm going to have to embrace the darkness and journey into the abandoned mines on the outskirts of the kingdom, meeting the demons themselves. And the princes? If they have truly chosen me, then we will see in time just how much weight a dragon's promise holds.

No one returns from Neverland unscathed. Gwendolyn Mary Darling Carlisle is no different. Seduced by a fantasy, only to have it shatter her soul. Deception and lies haunt her memories of Peter and his Lost Boys, turning her into a woman she no longer recognizes. The love for her ailing sister was the only thread that pulled her back to her destitute life. Michaela's time is growing short. Gwen is forced to come to terms with the fact that death is at their doorstep, and she is powerless to stop it. Until she discovers a secret that could change everything.

It’s not in my nature to beg, but I’ll stay on my knees until I feel that flame sputter out. And then … I’ll rip the world to shreds. I’ve tumbled into a darkness so deep it’s hard to see the light, my petals curling inward as I tip my face from the sun. Hide from my monstrous actions. Traitor. Murderer. High Mistress. My mistakes hunt me down, and I’m pulled into a political tug-of-war, balancing Ocruth’s welfare on the edge of a bloody blade. The moon is swelling, the weight on my shoulders is compacting, and my unfailing curiosity keeps weaving its roots in the wrong direction.

New York City lawyer Donna has a firm grasp on reality. But when an old woman’s golden spindle sends her back in time—and straight into a fierce Viking jarl’s bed—she thinks it’s all a delicious dream. Seeing Donna appear out of thin air, Sigurd believes she’s a goddess…and he sets about worshipping her in the sexiest ways possible. But when she tries to leave, he takes her captive, unwilling to lose any advantage she may bring in an upcoming battle.

A mistaken identity. A forced marriage. A secret baby. When a pregnant woman escapes to the past, will she find love and passion in a vengeful Viking's arms?

Nothing worth getting is ever easy. I think that's how the saying goes. I could definitely do with a little easy right now, though it doesn't seem to be in the cards. Surrounded by murder, espionage, and men far too sexy for their own good, every day is a whirlwind. Even my newfound powers may not be enough to help as enemies slither from the shadows. Things with my guys are heating up, and new revelations are on the horizon as we explore each other and try to find our balance in this world. When one of my own is taken from me, I must embrace a side of myself I didn't know existed.

Cole Matheson didn't think the road to being a successful painter would be paved in gold, but he hoped there'd be fewer potholes. Insidious self-doubt that whispers that he's no good, talentless, and hopeless has him on the brink of despair. Maybe it would be better to just give up. A midnight visitation by a beautiful creature of darkness changes everything... Ambrosius Edward Meade-Finch surrendered to darkness centuries ago after knowing only pain and suffering during his short life. Now, Ambri makes humans dance on his strings, feeding on their desire for his own pleasure.