Risultati Editore "Podium Audio" in Letteratura e narrativa

Homeless and nearly destitute, I find myself standing on stage in a brothel, where I'm sold to the highest bidder. The winner, a massive half-orc named Knot Thazurok, happens to be a former priest and a former love interest of mine, but I soon discover he expects to get his money's worth. After the male's dominant claiming leaves me breathless, he shocks me with a marriage proposal, which I promptly decline. A fallen maiden has no business becoming a priest's wife, and besides, I have plans to leave the island far behind one day.

In this sequel, Jisei finds herself knocking on death's door. Just when she and Ezio choose to stop toying with one another's feelings, she pops the very pill that he'd been using to cope. Except it wasn't a Tylenol. Nor was it Ezio's Percocet. With Jisei out of commission, Don is on a rampage to avenge his sister. Every promise he made, truce he called, and deal he connected, Don wants to renege on it all. The Cuppacio and Rinaldi alliance is no more. Don is ready for war and wants Ezio on the front line. But things may not be that simple

I love Halloween so much it's scary. After a heartbreaking year, I need some candy, role-play, and wicked thrills. So why not turn one spell-binding night into a week of forbidden fun? Fortunately for me, my husband thirsts for my spooktacular plans. So do our partners, our paramours, our sixsome of love and laughs. We're known for our holidays, and with eleven of our friends coming, this one is sure to have lots of bumps in the night. Just how far will we go to thrill each other?

I like it when people stare. I like the attention. I've never been drawn to the meek or mild. At least, not until I met Hannah Kate, the journalist hired by Dallin to do a story on Twisted Ink and feature me as its best artist. Even her name screams good girl next door. And that's exactly what she is. Sweet. Innocent. Pure. Everything I'd ruin if I had even a small taste of her. The problem? The two hulking neanderthals she's linked herself to in a surprisingly sexy throuple.

When it came to love, Rusty had resigned himself to never being enough, and Gem knew he would always be too much. Turns out, they were both wrong. As a Pyclon from Lust, Rusty learned early the cruel rules of the Pentagram. Happiness is for the privileged. Hope for the weak. And absolutely...

I wanted to explore my sensual side in a safe space, a club designed where other like-minded people can experiment and discover themselves. It was a chance to take back the confidence my ex had stolen. No strings attached. No relationships. So, of course, a heated one-night stand changed everything.

When three savagely sexy shifters told Tara she belongs to them, they didn't just strip her bare, spank her into shameful surrender, and then ravage her mercilessly. They bound her to their bed and made her beg for it first. But even as they force one brutal, desperate climax after another from their helpless human mate, she knows these feral beasts aren't going to be content to fill her with their seed one at a time. Soon they'll claim her all at once.

I always had a fantasy about sleeping with a gorgeous stranger. No names. No strings. Just one night where nothing else mattered. So when a ridiculously hot, suited man I'd never seen walked into my small town bar that weekend, I let myself have it. One perfect night. All heat, no history. And...

The alpha who bit me tells me I'm an omega, and the sudden cherry pie à la mode perfume wafting off me seems to confirm his assertion. But things like this don't happen to girls like me. The one in a million chance at being a late-presenting omega should go to someone else. Not me, a beta who spent years of my childhood being sick. Not me, the girl who historically is only good enough for a one-night stand.

For the first time in years, I'm allowing myself to believe in more than just survival. Adrian, Theo, and Kenji give me hope—a glimmer of possibility that I can move forward, that maybe, just maybe, I deserve happiness. But Rolling Hills is changing, and not for the better. Strange things are happening—more zombies, things going missing, more deaths—and I can't help but wonder if the peace we've built is about to crumble.

My best friend's daughter is off-limits. Maybe if I keep reminding myself, I'll finally get her out of my mind… Leaving the UK to start over in New York City seemed like a great idea in theory. But raising a child by myself has not exactly been a walk in the park, and this move has proven to...

They met under the guise of a masquerade—their faces hidden—and yet they felt seen for the very first time. Eager to learn more about her darkest desires, Freya throws caution to the wind, attending Club Venom's masquerade ball with her best friend, never anticipating how her life would change. She's always known there's something different about her, but she's never given in to her wildest fantasies… until now.

Omegas are supposed to be cherished. Protected. Loved. I thought I was—until my pack found their true scent match and threw me away like I meant nothing. They sent me to the Reassignment Center, where rejected omegas are supposed to find new packs. But omegas like me don't get fairy-tale endings. We get two choices: a low-class pack that no one else wants or the heat dens—where omegas are used until there's nothing left of them. After nine months in hell, I'll take any pack that will have me. Even if they're dangerous. Even if they live outside the law.

My life was perfectly fine. I had my own business, friends, and even a fiancé. Everything was going just fine. Until he showed up again—Gavin, also known as the god of lust, Eros. He was thrown back into my life when his company, Cupid's Arrow, hired mine for their tenth-anniversary marketing plan. It's been five years since we last saw each other, but somehow, it's like no time has passed at all. I don't understand why seeing him again should change anything. It was a one-night stand, nothing more. 

For all his many days, Allarion has been faithful to queen and country. In their sparkling city on the sea, the fae live long lives of pleasure and luxury. But pretty things can be rotten at their core, and not all is as it seems. A betrayal at the heart of the fae court shatters Allarion's belief in all that he once held sacred. Now in hiding, he must make his own sanctuary in the human kingdom of Eirea.

The wealthy are crumbling. One by one, their names stain the Seattle Daily Newspaper. The ink smudges their reputation, spotlighting their depravity to the world. Monsters dressed in designer clothes. No amount of money can hide their rotting flesh paired with a corrupt soul. The wealthy are dying. But power doesn't wait, and in a city hungry for it, one second of mourning is a new blade to the throat. I live among them. The "orphan girl" blessed to taste their life. To play their games. To have their men...

Max has finally made it to the stage. As he shoots for the stars, the last thing he expects is to fall into the arms of the most striking aliens he's ever seen. Moss has never been so charmed by a human before. A simple touch pulls them both into a passionate heat that can only be relieved in bed. But below all the lust and desire, there is a simmering bond that will bring them closer in more ways than one.

When her mentor kicks the bucket, Isla's dream of owning her beloved Highland pub crashes and burns, landing in the laps of three sinfully tempting American brothers. There's Theo, the grumpy one whose scowls make her want to climb him like a tree. Henry, the rugged heartbreaker whose mouth should come with a warning label. And Dylan, the adorkable numbers guy hiding a devil behind those glasses. They may own her pub, but she owns something better: the recipe for their undoing.

The only way for Willow to defeat an oppressive faerie queen is to make six villains remember they're obsessed with her, except... One hates her. One confuses her. One distrusts her. One is encased in stone. One rejects her. And one thinks she's a dangerous distraction. The task seems impossible. To make matters worse, Avorlorna's mortal populace is starving and fodder in a looming faerie war. If they find out she's the reason for their suffering, she'll be dead before the Solstice Trials begin. But that's months away. 

She was already mine. I just tore her cute panties off and made her admit it. I'm her dad's best friend. But that didn't stop me from baring that perfect little ass of hers and spanking it the way she's always needed it spanked, then pinning her to the wall and making her come until she screamed. Or from carrying her off to my estate with my seed still dripping down her chest. I promised myself I would at least be gentle with her. Then I lost control, bent her over, and ravaged her virgin body so long and hard she almost passed out in my arms when I was through.