Showing results by publisher "Podium Audio" in Thriller & Suspense

Full of Betas, Silver Lake is the safest place for an Omega in hiding, but she can't stand to spend another second trapped there. Passing for a Beta at Goldcrest College is so much harder than she expects. The big city is full of Alphas, and she’s starting to attract some attention that could ruin her shot at freedom. Meeting a rare male Omega and his Alphas, her perfume is triggered, and there’s no going back. She can run from herself, but she can’t hide from her true mates.

Detective Dove Milson is called out to a gruesome scene under the pier where four bodies are found floating in a flooded escape room. What really happened after midnight in room six? Dove discovers that one of the dead was a person of interest in a cold case involving Olympian-in-the-making Mickey Delaney. She was left for dead in an abandoned quarry and has been in a coma for five years.

Grief. I’ve never battled with the raw, debilitating pain that comes with it. Then a twist of fate hits me out of nowhere, and I can barely keep from drowning. It’s like weights tied to my ankles in the middle of a raging ocean. I’m helpless, with no way to swim back to the surface. But fate is crueler still, bringing my stepbrother back for the first time in years.

I have no idea why I'm locked in a stranger's room. All I know is that I need to escape—now. My abductor—Bedlam has something planned for me. He calls it: The Cycle. I don't know what his sick games are, but I am convinced he plans to kill me. As I learn more about the sadistic monster who imprisoned me, I realize that there might be another kidnapped woman in the house. She might be alive… or dead. I can't die yet. I have a whole life left to live. I must survive… no matter the cost.

He's the most dangerous man in Chicago—and I'm his newest obsession. Dark emerald eyes. Black tattoos. A killer's smile… god, that smile… When I'm dragged to a secretive nightclub, the last thing I expect is to find myself in the owner's back office. But after he rescues me from a drunken creep, that's exactly where I end up.

Wanting the perfect man doesn't make me crazy. I just know what I like. A powerful billionaire in a suit wasn't even my first choice. McAllister Stonewall was never on my radar; I didn't even know he existed. I do now. His hands are all over me at work. The heat of his chest pressing against my bare back as he bends me over the desk is the only thing on my mind. He is my most forbidden desires unleashed. He is my new secret obsession. He is my Mr. Perfect. Until the moment I realize there's no such thing as perfect.

Eighteen years old, a Bratva princess, and Lev Melnikov's daughter. That should be enough to keep me away, but the second I see Natalya all grown up, I know she's mine. I try to fight what I feel for her, but my principessa is determined to bring me to my knees, and she's willing to do whatever it takes to get me there.

They call me irreparable. A feral omega who can't be tamed. And I've bitten every alpha who's tried. Before they can either put me down or send me to a breeding facility, fate intervenes in the form of a masked spec-ops team that deals in death and destruction. The Ghosts.

He was forbidden fruit, a brother in the MC that I thought I’d escaped a long time ago. His ties are deadly and dangerous, and I’m so past that kind of life but I don’t just want him—I need him. He’s addictive. When he demands, I don’t throat-punch him. I drop to my knees like I would for no other man. He celebrates my strength, has my back, and makes me willing to fight a past that has haunted me since childhood. He makes me want more; he makes me reconsider becoming a part of the Sinners again just to reign at his side.

I earned my reputation among magicians for a reason: one wrong move and you're dead. Killer, they called me, and killing is what I'm best at. Except her. The one I was supposed to take, the one I should have killed–I didn't. The cult that once controlled me wants her, and I'm not about to lose my new toy to them.

Even before her father's death, Kelly Everhart always knew Logan Teller was someone she could rely on. Now he's taken over the Black Rabbit tattoo shop and brought her along with him. And while Kelly still finds her former crush and current mentor hot as hell, they're firmly in the friendzone. Or so she thinks....

I spend my days locked in a black-market nightmare, held captive by a twisted mastermind who considers me his prized possession. My only form of human contact is with the victims in the next room, each of whom disappears faster than the last. Everyone leaves… except me. Then I hear him—Isaac. Brash, elusive, and haunted, he isn't anyone's idea of a hero. Separated by a wall, our faces hidden, his voice cuts through the darkness, becoming my only hope. He's driven by vengeance, bearing scars as dark as my own. Despite his rough edges, a fragile bond forms between us—a lifeline.

I've always been a good girl. The brilliant ballerina. The perfect politician's daughter. That is, until my father declares war on the Barone Mafia family, and I become the price to pay. Now, the devil himself has his claws in me. Nico Barone is a beautiful nightmare wrapped in leather and ink. A criminal genius with malice in his veins and destruction on his lips. He promises to break me. To strip me until there's nothing left. To be the composer of my symphony of sin and ruin. He thinks I'm the pawn in his game. But this pawn will bring a king to his knees. Even if it kills me.

Trapped in nightmares from my past, the only comfort I find is in gifts from the man who killed my mother's killer—presents wrapped in a body bag and delivered to the morgue for me to examine. From the first time I saw his mark, I knew I had to keep my killer safe, had to keep his work a secret for me and me alone. Every body is a love letter, and I'm the only one who can read them.

Their souls are bound by secrets, passion, and the undeniable pulse of the 80's. Anthony Pacini is guarded, haunted, and desperate to break free. Chance Sullivan is a hotter-than-sin rebel running from a fate already written. Together, they're headed straight for heartbreak—or redemption.

Rosemary and Athena are just settling into their new life in the unapologetically magical village of Myrtlewood. After so many years in financial turmoil, things are looking up. Rosemary even nabs the perfect part-time job while waiting on a certain handsome vampire lawyer to process her inheritance. Life is surprisingly peaceful until strange disappearances throw everything into chaos leading up to the Spring Equinox.

What's the best way to get over your ex? By drunk sexting his dad...and getting under him. In my defense, I thought I was texting my friend. If I knew my ex's dad was on the other side, reading every single word, I would've never sent those dirty texts. But I did. And now Elio wants more.

All I've ever known is how to be a good girl. My father called me his little jewel. I was the promise of a better life for us all. So I studied hard and treated everyone kindly, just like he'd taught me. Until I witnessed three vile boys kill.

When I was born, my life was set on a path of destruction, greed, enemies, and certain death. None of that mattered until them: Ryder, Gage, Dex, Holden, and Leo. They are my life, my loves, and in the blink of an eye, they were ripped away from me. At twenty-two, I rose to power as the first female Boss of the Italian Mafia, and at twenty-five, I almost died because of it. I didn't take the threat of a deranged stalker seriously, and it could cost me and Zane, a former love, our lives and sanity.

When an esteemed criminology professor is found lifeless at an international conference, it's up to DCI Whitney Walker and forensic psychologist Dr. Georgina Cavendish to unravel the mystery. The professor had unveiled Death's Shadow—a ground-breaking but unsettling theory that could redefine the understanding of serial killers. The theory captivated yet unnerved scholars, leaving a lingering air of dread within the conference halls. When another delegate meets a gruesome end, it becomes horrifyingly clear: the conference has become a hunting ground.