Résultats Éditeur "Podium Audio" dans Littérature érotique

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.

When I presented as an Omega and ran away from home, I had only one goal in mind: to disappear. I was doing a damn good job of it, too… until I caught their scents. Denver, the alpha-hole mercenary with a heart of stone. Memphis, the cinnamon roll hunter-tracker with fire in his soul. And Camden, the golden retriever survivalist with kind blue eyes. I should've stayed away, but I could barely think through the heat threatening to burn me up from the inside out. By the time I discovered they were a team put together by my sadistic stepfamily to drag me home, it was already too late.

Jaxon Bortsov is a beautiful devil—cruel and cold, relentless and vicious. Next in line to claim the throne of the Vysotsky Bratva, he commands with an iron fist and a heart of ice. We began with a cursed contract. One my sister was supposed to sign. But when she fell pregnant and ran, I was left to honor the deal in her place. I tried to escape, to sever the bonds of fate, only to be captured by enemies. Jaxon stole me back like a thief in the night, and now he refuses to let me go.

For centuries, Randi has waited for all her mates to arrive and awaken her omega designation. She spends her days in lonely flight and her nights managing her rut bar, Frenzy. Now, the wolf shifters are on the verge of extinction. The mate runes have vanished, and alphas are turning feral. With Frenzy's services in high demand, the Wolf King sets his sights on the dragon, wanting her magic for his own.

Ajaih Jeffries is a 42-year-old Air Force veteran with battle scars you can't always see. After years of unraveling generational pain and rediscovering her voice, she's found refuge and pleasure in the arms of a loving, affirming polycule. But when a deeply buried trauma resurfaces, Ajaih finds herself in the emergency room, breathless and spiraling… until she locks eyes with the nurse who helps steady her world with nothing more than a quiet touch and a look that lingers.

I've spent my life dreaming of soulmates and storybook endings—of finding a pack, an omega, a place to belong. But that kind of ending? It was never meant for someone like me. Pastel sweaters. Romance novels. Crying at weddings. No one sees the alpha inside me—not even me. I've been raising my siblings since I was a teen, walking on eggshells around controlling parents who ruled with fear. They never let me grow into my instincts. And now? I'm terrified I'll become just like them.

When vampire heiress Poppy Villalobos entered my store looking for help, my life became intertwined with the Villalobos mafia in a way I could have never expected. With a killer on the loose and a mysterious man haunting my every move, the Villalobos men insert themselves into my life as my protectors. Now, a demon, angel, werewolf, fae prince, and vampire mafia boss are glued to my side, and it sounds more like a terrible joke than the reality of my life. These sexy-as-sin men may be the face of a mafia family, but the way they look at me leaves me wondering if they truly can be redeemed.

After her mother's tragic death, Flora Lockley leaves England and moves with her father to a small forest town in America. Flora's life takes a dramatic turn when dark thoughts torment her mind. Waking up in an isolated cabin deep in the forest, she is confronted by the two local biker brothers, Dax and Lyka Faulkner. Flora questions everything as she struggles with this unexpected situation.

Ghost lived like his name…unseen, unheard, and deadly. A contract killer with no attachments, no weakness, and no second chances. You only saw him once…and that was seconds before your last breath. But even ghosts can bleed. When a routine hit goes sideways, Ghost is left wounded and alone, set up and ambushed by someone who knew his every move. Desperate and dying, he breaks into the first unlocked door he finds: a quiet little book café that smells like cinnamon, old novels. He thinks he's hallucinating when he sees her.

I have sinful thoughts about one of my students. Every night. I picture her in my bed. In my shower. Underneath me. Right up against the chalkboard. I'm especially fond of that one. In my defense, I know her thoughts are as sinful as mine. She's begging me with her beautiful blue eyes. She's daring me to cross the line. No, I'm not a good man. And I'm done pretending to be. I know exactly what I'm going to do to her as soon as she walks into my office hours.

For centuries, Vaelor Wrynwood has kept his circle small and his love life smaller. While he once dreamed of being an artist, alive and free, that was a lifetime ago. Now, his heart belongs to his people, and there isn't room for anything—or anyone—else.

Accused of a hate crime and expelled from school in his final year, Connor returns home to his seaside town to let everything blow over. There, not only does he have to learn to deal with the addition of two new stepbrothers and a new stepdad, but he also has to grapple with a world set against him. It's not all bad, though. Within his dad's underwater lab, he discovers something in the deep. Something exciting. Something that calls to him.

My worst nightmares have come to pass. Not only has my father found me, but I'm now locked away in an asylum. What bothers me more is that I don't know where I stand with the guys. After our brutal battle with a vengeful ghost, I wouldn't blame them if they don't want anything to do with me. As though my life wasn't already in shambles, my gifts have come to the attention of a real-life mad scientist. He wants to exploit my abilities for nefarious purposes, and he doesn't care if I live through his experiments as long as he gains what he wants.

I never expected to see him again, especially not on a random Friday night. But there he was, looking just as I remembered, yet somehow different. As we spent more time together, everything began to shift. Feelings blossomed, and he slowly started to dismantle the walls I had built so high. Then, before I knew it, he had completely consumed me.

I used to believe werewolves were no more than scary stories to be told around a campfire. Then, one of them ripped off my clothes, marked me with his teeth, and claimed me like a wild beast.

Jess is trapped: in a loveless relationship, in a small village with no family to count on. Trapped in her own chronically ill body, her only escape lies within the game and with her friends—MourningStar, Quietek, and Minxy. When an unexpected heat strikes, Jess turns to her virtual friends for help. The real-life personas of her online allies come to her rescue, blurring the lines between fantasy and reality.

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.

A secluded log cabin with snow-covered hills and crackling fires. Pure bliss. Or at least that was what my best friend and I had planned. But plans change when his twin brother decides to crash our holiday escape. Hendrix is steady, kind, and always by my side. Wilder is, well… wild. He's everything I shouldn't want while his twin—my best friend—is the perfect guy. Not that he's ever looked at me that way. Unlike his brother… who can't seem to take his eyes off of me.

In my world, I take what I want. Even her. I'm her godfather. I shouldn't be pushing her down to her knees and making use of that sassy mouth, let alone tearing her clothes off, belting her bare ass, and then ravaging her virgin body as she screams my name. But I'll do all of that and much more as I teach her what it means to belong to a man like me. Because I can. Because she's mine.

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 be a challenge like no other. The last thing I need is this infatuation that I can't seem to get over. Abigail Lyons is nineteen years younger than me, way too pretty for her own good, and has made it clear in no uncertain terms that she hates my guts.