Résultats Éditeur "Podium Audio" dans Thrillers domestiques

Ryleigh is a struggling artist, still trying to catch her break. Her new best friend, Kerrigan, offers her a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity—a week on her family's private island on Lake Michigan. She doesn't belong here. She doesn't know these people at all. Kerrigan is the housewife with the perfect life. She has a loving husband and a glamorous city apartment. Her husband hates her. Their marriage is a sham. Cole is a local. He's there to make sure the guests have everything they want. After last summer, this is his final chance. He can't afford any distractions.

Living on the shore of Lake Michigan with my wife and our son, Tommy, was everything I wanted. Finally, I had the perfect family. I didn't hear my wife come home. When I check on Tommy in the morning, I expect to see his toothy grin smiling back at me. I don't. His crib is empty. His blanket is missing. It's only then that I realize my wife is gone too.

After losing her husband, Sarah is doing everything she can to hold herself—and her young son Theo—together. When Elena appears, calm, capable, and eager to help, she seems like the answer to Sarah's prayers. Theo adores her, and for the first time in months, Sarah feels like she can finally breathe. But soon, little things start to feel… off. Lullabies Sarah has never sung filling the house. Documents moved. Unfamiliar items appearing in Theo's room. And the way Elena looks at her son—as if he belongs to her.

Things haven't been easy for fifteen-year-old Sam Cotton. She's just recovering from the death of her mother when her father, Jesse, has a mental breakdown. She's taken out of his care and given to a foster family, the Bradfords. The Bradfords live in the middle of nowhere and seem like pious, God-fearing people. But Sam soon notices some disturbing things. The forbidden rooms. The strict rules. The cameras that track her every move.

Ava Brentwood, time of death, 10:03 p.m. Her death was quickly ruled a suicide. The case closes, shrouded in silence, even as her mother and stepfather vanish under mysterious circumstances. Allison, Ava's estranged half-sister, feels the pull of secrets buried within the Brentwood legacy. As she battles her own demons, questions swirl about Ava's untimely death and the staggering three-hundred-million inheritance she received prior to her passing. Drawn to the abandoned house on Kenilworth, Allison sifts through Ava's forgotten possessions, desperate for clues.

On the balcony of our gorgeous villa, I clink glasses with my handsome new husband, Owen Turner. As I gaze into his mysterious brown eyes, a shiver runs down my spine. I can barely believe it: true love, palm trees, turquoise sea, white sand. Everything should be perfect. Except last night, Owen and I had our first argument. My husband drank too much, and he said something that made me wonder if there's a darker side to the man I married.

Single-mom Samantha moves with her daughter to a quiet village in the Peak District. The post as matron at Hallow Croft, now an exclusive residential home, seems to offer the escape she needs. But away from the TV room and afternoon activities, one of the residents is kept locked out of sight "for their own safety." And nobody will talk about the previous matron. She disappeared, leaving behind only a scuffed diary. Forty years ago, a girl was killed on the grounds of Hallow Croft Manor. Some people even say that began a curse on the home and the family who owned it.

Rachel and Matt have it all. They are a beautiful couple—from their tastefully renovated house to their highly successful careers. But beneath the happy façade lies a relationship strained by secrets and lies. While Rachel grows increasingly restless, Matt can't stop thinking about Hannah, Rachel's former best friend who they haven't seen for seventeen years... When Hannah suddenly arrives on their doorstep in the middle of a snowstorm, Rachel and Matt's perfect marriage begins to crack dangerously.

At eight o'clock on a blustery, mid-January morning, Charles Bliss is summoned to the head of school's office at Carrington Academy. Charles, a teacher at the elite Connecticut boarding school, is surprised by the unusual request, but when he arrives, no time is wasted. Charles learns that he has been accused of engaging in a romantic relationship with a student. The student behind the accusation, Hayley Goodloe, is the daughter of a state senator, the granddaughter of an ex-governor, and an heiress to a massive fortune.

Carly has a complicated personal life. She's been the mistress of famous artist Nelson Carter for the past five years. Now Nelson has finally left his wife Amanda, but instead of committing to Carly, he's indulging in a series of one-night stands. She has had enough and is about to leave him when a vicious attack on Amanda means Carly has to put her plans on hold to care for Nelson's traumatized ten-year-old son, Jake. Only when Amanda is released from the hospital can Carly finally move on with her life. But then a frightened Jake confides a disturbing secret—"That's not my mom".

After her own mother mysteriously disappears, seventeen-year-old Alicia turns up on her godmother's doorstep and asks if she can stay. Carina can't say no to the godchild she hasn't seen in over a decade. And in a way, Alicia is the daughter she always wanted—she's so smart and driven, and definitely scholarship material. Carina is only too happy to help this brilliant young woman achieve her full potential. But husband Don and children Tegan and Arthur aren't so sure. There's something about Alicia… Is she just too good to be true?

I catch them together at 6:52 in the morning, lying in bed like newlyweds. His face was buried in her mass of dark hair. For a moment, I think I must be dreaming. "I've never seen her before in my life," he says, looking at me. But before I even know how to respond, two men break down the front door. Pound up the stairs. I run, but I can't hide. They take us to a cabin in the middle of nowhere. I'm trapped with a man who I thought I was going to marry, but who swears he doesn't even know me. And then he looks me right in the eye and whispers: "I'm sorry."