Risultati Editore "Podium Audio" in Letteratura e narrativa

I have no desire for a pack. I don't need to be taken care of. I earn my own money as an OmegaFans creator. The National Omega Commission's heat services have all the alpha knots I'll ever need. As for love? That ship sailed a long time ago. So why is it so hard to keep these three men at arm's length? Ben, my best friend's brother, was only meant to be an uncomplicated party hook-up. Aleks, the broody beta who I'm certain only tolerates me. Not to mention "Ryder," the OnlyA's alpha I've started collaborating with. It's easier to ignore what's between us if I don't find out his real name.

Centuries before the events of Between Life and Death and Between Sun and Moon... Centuries before she was Sage... She was Aurelia, the Goddess of Life. The decades-long Immortal War has ended, and a new deal has been struck between the two warring sides. In exchange for the freedom of others, Aurelia reluctantly agrees to live in the Spirit Realm, where she will give her hand in marriage to the God of Death—Von.

I stole from the Twisted Kings, and now I'm at the mercy of Jameson Steel. It's not like I planned any of this... In the same way, I didn't plan on being the only parent to my four-year-old brother. But one night, everything went sideways, and now Jameson is my only chance at getting out of this mess. He doesn't trust me, but he needs me to get back at the man who sent me to his clubhouse. His protection for my cooperation. As long as my brother is safe, it's a deal I can't refuse. But living with the enemy is dangerous. Jameson's vengeance is prolific.

Hockey is my life. It's my only goal, my only escape, and everything was going according to plan. All I had to do was focus on the game, keep my head down, then get drafted into the NHL. Starting my senior year at FU, everything was as perfect as always. But sometimes, just because you play on the same team, doesn't mean you can play nice. And it turns out I enjoy taunting a certain teammate just as much as I enjoy being on the ice. Daemon Forbes loathes me, but I love nothing more than fanning the flames of that hatred into an inferno.

You might say my obsession has become a compulsion in the way I need to know everything about Scarlet Laurent. Even though I've taken a step into the background, I could never look away from my Little Sparrow. She's a sliver buried under my skin, a constant reminder of her presence with no way to dig it out. Staying away from her for the last ten years has been a brutal form of torture. Her time's run out, and when the clock ticks midnight on her twenty-fifth birthday, I'll tie her to me forever.

Two months ago, Freya had a tracking anklet and four infuriatingly attractive FBI handlers. Now, she has her own badge and is pretty sure she's in love with all four of her former handlers. Settled in Quantico, Freya finally feels like she belongs. River no longer sees her as a criminal. Jude and Oz have her back in a way no one ever has before. And Eli… well, Eli's still complicated. Freya and the guys have bigger problems, though, because the Cross-Cut Killer is still at large, and he is determined to go after the people Freya cares about most.

Rules of Our Own is an interconnected standalone NHL Hockey Romance with an MMF why-choose style HEA. It features forced proximity and bi-awakening, where the guys are as obsessed with her as they are with each other.

When Elara flees corporate life to open a coffee shop in the small southern town of Fairhaven Falls, the last thing she is looking for is a relationship. But when she meets Grondar, the gruff orc owner of the bakery next door, sparks fly. Literally. Grondar has been burned by human females before. He has no intention of letting the feisty little female next door get under his skin—no matter how attractive he finds her. And it certainly doesn't mean he's going to let her get away with sabotaging his business.

With a trust fund I'd never be able to blow through, I didn't need to work a day in my life. I sure as hell didn't need the kind of job I had. But I wasn't in it for the money. It was for personal satisfaction. A love of a job well done. What's that saying about never working a day in your life if you love breaking fingers and burying bodies where they'll never be found? I might be paraphrasing, but it was still the truth. My boss' wife called me a goon—and she wasn't wrong. As second-in-command, I did whatever was needed to keep Black Resorts running smoothly.

Juno should've known it was too good to be true. Her old bonds may be gone, but the alphas who entrapped her are not. Andrew Zhao is hellbent on shattering her newfound peace and is going to extraordinary lengths to punish her. Her crime? Daring to be happy. Despite her pack closing ranks around her, Andrew is determined to drag her into the spotlight. Juno soon realizes hiding away will have devastating ramifications—not just for herself and the men she's come to love, but omegas everywhere. And the best person to help her? Might be the alpha she's just let go.

I know a bad idea when I see one, and the unfairly handsome stranger I meet on the airport shuttle is a really bad idea. Especially when the silver fox turns out not to be a stranger at all, and steering clear isn't an option. This isn't a vacation. I'm in Bora Bora for my sister's wedding, to connect with my aggressively successful family members and focus on what matters most: getting into medical school. Judah Hale, with his broad shoulders and growly voice, is a distraction I can't afford.

As a psychiatrist, I expect to encounter psycho- and sociopathic patients. I never have the urge to kill them. Until one patient triggers a need inside me. I expect the kill to be easy, just like the others. What I don't expect is to want to possess my patient's boyfriend, June. As soon as I lay eyes on June, I know he's mine. He'll find out soon enough.

I've killed more women than I can count. But this one is different. I always start by stalking them. I follow them home and break into their rooms… like a predator ambushing unsuspecting prey. The thrill of the hunt makes me feel alive. But Ember isn't scared of me. She's a fighter… and when I break into her room in the dead of night, she relishes every touch. I know I should be done with her and move on to my next victim, but something stops me. I'm the masked man that lurks in the shadows—and she can't get enough of me.

I have a soul-destroying corporate job, I iron my underpants, and I was unceremoniously dumped for an influencer hippie a few years ago. Every day feels the same, and I don't know how much longer I can cope before I do something unhinged like rip off my shirt in the middle of my co-worker's office birthday party and smear lemon cake all over my chest. Then, a case of mistaken identity suddenly lands me in the middle of a covert professional wrestling league, which is apparently being run in the basement of my office building. Weird. Even weirder are the wrestlers.

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.

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.

The night of summer solstice, I do something stupid. Drawn to the fire of magic, I approach the gods in their sacred circle. I am just a mortal, one of many. I shouldn't merit their attention. But behind the royal figures of the gods a shadow looms, menacing yellow eyes burning in its gloom. He asks me to dance. His clawed hands circle my waist, turning me to the sound of hoofbeats while his demonic voice whispers seductive lies in my ear. For one night and one night only, I let him touch me.

My foster brother Aiden swore he'd always be there for me. Then one day I never heard from him again. My heart never recovered from his betrayal. I keep waiting for him to return and sweep me away from my creepy Uncle and abusive family. Then he walks back into my life... and as much as I hate his guts for breaking his promise, deep down I know I'll go running back into his arms. I could never resist him for long.

Teacher by day, stalker by night. Who ever thought college could be this interesting? I'm teaching a hundred students. But my eyes are only on one. She's my obsession—and I'll stop at nothing to make her mine.

When 28-year-old Honey Lake arrives at a secluded luxury island for an exclusive entrepreneur retreat, she's focused on securing funding to turn her struggling beauty brand into an empire. But money like that doesn't come easy—until she crosses paths with 41-year-old Legend Waters, a dangerously wealthy, tattooed boss who always gets what he wants. He sees something he likes in the ambitious beauty and makes her an offer—for the rest of the weekend, she belongs to him. No rules. No limits.