Risultati Editore "Podium Audio" in Letteratura e narrativa

I’m just a simple girl who likes dessert. And sexy men. And social media. So starting an anonymous video channel called The Sexpert as a side hustle to make up for my low-paying marketing job at Le Man Magazine seemed like a perfectly sensible career decision. Until we went viral, my boss accused my anonymous personality of stealing his idea, and now my super sexy new boyfriend, Andrew, is out to get me. Her. Me. Whatever.

Fallon wasn't expecting to land a job at the best publishing house in the city. But Teddy, golden-eyed omega and CEO of Ink & Quill, is strangely insistent that he needs her. And Fallon really needs this job. Any job. More than Teddy could possibly know. But when she walks through the doors of Ink & Quill, she's not expecting them. The Quill pack are charming, protective as hell, and oddly interested in her. Not to mention, they all smell delicious.

Hi. I'm Rivah. But to the internet? I'm soaked. And before you judge me, let me ask you something: when men sleep around, they're called experienced. When women do it, we're called everything but free. So I stopped caring what anyone calls me and started telling the truth. My blog, Body Count, isn't about sex. It's about choosing me. About turning every red flag into a teachable moment and every body into a boundary I built myself. Then Kross showed up. He's... different. Like, green flags in bulk.

With one football legend, a feral cage fighter, the country's youngest Senator, and one seriously stern professor, the Thorne Pack couldn't be more intimidating, even without an omega to bond them. Which is probably for the best—with all their sharp edges, how could they ever take care of anything precious? Turns out, they may not have a choice. When happenstance hands them an omega who needs help, the bond is instant—and accidental. Now, they have to show her they're ready to fight for her heart, even if they lose everything else to win her over.

Harlow can't live with herself after the traumatic events of a fateful Halloween night two years ago. Half-broken then, she's shattered now. The only way forward is to go back to the abandoned house where it all happened and pay the ultimate price for her sins. But the house isn't empty. Three vengeful spirits lie in wait, vowing to destroy the woman who sent them to hell. Given just one night of freedom, they will bleed every second dry, taking all their rage, suffering, and hatred out on her.

I've always been the "responsible one," the woman who takes care of everyone else. So when my recently divorced sister asks me to spend my summer in the city babysitting her son, I happily accept. What I don't expect is to meet a handsome, charismatic stranger who makes me question everything about who I thought I was. He sees right through my mask in a way no one else ever has.

Bree knows she shouldn't go alone. She's an unmated Omega, but that's never stopped her before. She can't resist investigating a twisted love story while secluded in a tiny cabin in the woods. But someone else lurks in Green Woods—an obsessed, unhinged killer convinced Bree is his mate. She's the Omega he's been waiting for, and nothing will stop him from having her. It doesn't matter how many bodies he leaves in his wake. Bree will be his, no matter what it takes.

I should have known he was a monster when I betrayed him. I should have realized that in the ruthless world of the mafia, my actions would be met with punishment. But I fell for the wounded bad boy who knew just what I craved. Now, I am his possession, and he's determined to make me pay for my sins… On my knees. Bent over his desk. Tied to his bed. I shouldn't want this—shouldn't want him—yet part of me yearns to submit to his dark, depraved demands.

The summer before my senior year of college, I made the biggest mistake of my life. It wasn't falling for my best friend's little sister when I knew she was off-limits… it was leaving her behind thinking what we had was nothing more than a fling. Her pained cries as I walked away have played on a loop in my nightmares since that day. In the years that have passed, there hasn't been a single achievement I've celebrated that wasn't tainted by her absence. Now, it's time. I'm going to get my girl back… no matter what it takes.

A taste of what you'll find: 13 unhinged POVs, tropical island forced proximity for all, superheroes x villains x aliens x a very irritated pregnant normie, MM romance (and a little FF, too), everybody gets some (and it's filthy, duh, men in corsets, hoochie daddy shorts, and Gambit crop tops, slooty besties having slooty fantasies about each other (good thing their stellar collisions are into it), rabble chat in every chapter (on top of the IRL ballbusting), feel-good family moments and all the schmoop, and the usual naughty humor and witty banter.

When two dragon shifters decided I was their mate, they didn't ask. They just chased me down, tore my panties off, and spanked my bare ass until I was ready to come like a good girl for them.

Savannah is beautiful. Brilliant. Brighter than a ray of sunshine. She's also way too young for me and practically family. But she's in trouble. When she witnesses a murder at the hands of a rival mafia, Savannah flees to the only safe refuge she knows—my family. My life is ordered. Careful. Disciplined. But when Savannah needs protection, I can't turn her away.

There's something about our new landlord, Alec. Something that I can't quite place. He seems familiar, but not. Like maybe I've seen him before. Sure, he's attractive, strictly objectively speaking. I'm not into dudes. But he has this intense, piercing stare that I can't look away from. Eyes that make me feel like they can see right through me. Like he knows all my secrets.

I convinced myself I could survive 365 days as his captive wife. Get my bookstore back. Simple, right? Wrong. I wasn't ready for the raw, vajayjay-clenching desire in his look. The way he devours me night after night. He promises to ruin me for any other man. And I'm paying for my naivety,One filthy groan at a time. I also didn't foresee the hunger. The vomiting. The three positive pregnancy tests. Victor Morozov's baby. Growing inside me. Just as I think it's happily ever after, Eli and I get kidnapped. To save us, Victor must die... But I won't let that happen.

My life unravels when my abusive husband hires the notorious Hunter to kill me. To complete the job, he needs me at Holloway University. That's where I meet Valentine Grant. Dangerous, brilliant, and ruthlessly charming. He revels in mind games—and I'm both his subject and his prey. To him, I'm just a pet. But it doesn't take long for me to see the truth behind his façade. To see him for what he really is—who he truly is. Our relationship is twisted, all-consuming, and utterly doomed. In a world like ours, love can't survive. I can't survive.

I hadn't intended to blurt out that we were dating… because we weren't. We barely knew each other. But I was out of options; my ex-boyfriend just wouldn't stop pestering me. Greyson happened to be there, and in a moment of desperation, I claimed we were together. Initially, I felt guilty for dragging him into this mess. But now? I'm relieved I did. Greyson turned out to be everything I needed, and this unexpected twist brought us closer in ways I never imagined.

Love is my favorite thing in the world. The grand gestures, the butterflies, the happily ever after. I live for it all. The problem? My love life is a total disaster. No one ever measures up to my three best friends—Storm, Zayne, and Julius. They're perfect in every way...except for the tiny detail that they don't see me as anything more than a friend.

It was supposed to be one night. One reckless, no-names, no-strings moment with a gorgeous alpha who made me forget everything but the way he felt. But when I walk into my friend's wedding, I come face-to-face with him again. He's the best man. And just when I think it can't get worse, my heat slams into me like a wrecking ball. My scent match is standing right there—watching me, scenting me, wanting me. But he's not alone. He comes with a pack.

One bullet. One dead man. And now my wreck of a life is spiraling out of control. The bastard deserved it, but I'm just a regular guy. I botched the escape, and since I killed him while wearing a Santa costume, they call me the Festive Fugitive. Cute. Too bad I'll be spending Christmas behind bars or in a body bag. Then he appears. Cesar. My dark salvation. A trained killer who looks at me as if I'm his personal miracle. I killed his boss, yet he says I did him a favor. He wants to protect me, claim me, cage me in his arms, and God help me… I let him.

When a pack finally claims me, I expect the worst—dominance, control, a cage with softer walls. What I get instead are five patient, protective souls who see past my fear and fire. Three alphas and two betas who don't just want my body—they want me. All of me. Even the broken parts. They want to glue me back together, make me whole again. Just when I begin to believe in forever, the government issues a brutal recall: all omegas must return for "fertility testing." But the truth runs darker. I uncover secrets that could destroy everything—unless I'm silenced first.