Novedades

Welcome to the Lilydale Foundation Center... home of second chances. At least, that's what they tell us it is. It's basically a glorified prison and asylum for the deranged with good alibis. When the police pulled me out of my burning home, along with what was left of my Father, I was deemed broken — even if I was the reason the fire started. So, here I am at my new home. They think they can save us with their fancy facility. But what insane person decided it was a good idea to put a bunch of young, unhinged people together?

The Wallace family's vacation to a luxury game reserve in Zimbabwe becomes a living nightmare in this heart-stopping psychological thriller from visionary writer/director Nyasha Hatendi. Starring Caleb McLaughlin (Stranger Things, The Deliverance), who delivers a gripping performance in his Audible debut, Sacrilege: Curse of the Mbirwi (mBeerwee) plunges listeners into a world where ancient spirits collide with inner wounds and family secrets are as deadly as the strange beasts that stalk the savanna.

When the Buckeye City Police Department receives a disturbing letter from a person threatening to “kill thirteen innocents and one guilty” in “an act of atonement for the needless death of an innocent man,” Detective Izzy Jaynes has no idea what to think. Are fourteen citizens about to be slaughtered in an unhinged act of retribution? As the investigation unfolds, Izzy realizes that the letter writer is deadly serious, and she turns to her friend Holly Gibney for help.

In the underbelly of Tokyo, a cold and calculating assassin named Kaito walks a path paved with shadows and silence. But when he's assigned to eliminate a mysterious girl named Hana, everything begins to unravel. Hana is no ordinary target—she holds secrets that threaten to dismantle the very syndicate Kaito serves. As the mission spirals into a deadly game of loyalty and betrayal, Kaito finds himself torn between duty and the unfamiliar stirrings of love. Their connection, fragile yet fierce, ignites a spark of humanity within him he thought long extinguished.

Xander Corey has never been happier. He’s in love, engaged to the man of his dreams, his friends are thriving, his land, Corvus, is safe, his community is booming, and he’s even back to working as a part-time librarian in Osprey, the tiny little town he calls home in Upstate New York. And yes, he’s a witch, though only a few are bothered about that.

From the moment my twin sister set her eyes on Matteo, she decided he was the one. We were just kids, but that didn’t matter to her. In her heart, she believed they were destined to be together. So when their arranged engagement was announced, no one was surprised. At least, that’s what I thought. But lately, something had felt off. Wherever I went, Matteo was there. Lurking in the dark, concealed in the shadows, always watching.

Natural Resources police officer, Sloan Cooper, and her partner had just taken down three men preying on hikers in the Western Maryland mountains. Driving back, she pulled in at a convenience store—and walked right into a robbery in progress. One gunshot from a jittery thief was about to change her world.

In a den of vipers, revenge is the deadliest venom. They shattered my world; now, I’ll bring down theirs. The problem? I have virtually no way to trace the puppet master. My only lead: The Vipers. An elite college hockey team that rules the ice—and the shadows beyond it. To infiltrate their secret society, I set my sights on their weakest link. Kane Davenport. The charismatic captain and the lone green flag in a nest of serpents. But too late, I realize I’ve enticed the most venomous snake.

Alicia has left her young son behind with her sister to chase a better life in London. But she’s not just chasing opportunity. She’s escaping the truth. And no one in her new life needs to know what she’s running from. At The Orbit — a glittering high-rise where the city’s elite come to play — Alicia waits tables and watches everything. She knows just how to blend in, how to charm, how to make people see what she wants them to see.

Instead of leaving the Cerberus MC, I bide my time. When an opportunity plucks me from the desert of New Mexico and transplants me in East Tennessee, I feel a little better about life. The new job isn't as solitary as I expected it to be. Instead of doing working alone I'm stuck sitting at a bar, trying to determine if they're using the business as a human trafficking hub. Everything would be fine if the bartender could take a hint.

I’ve spent five years in hell, chained up by a man who was supposed to love me. My family thinks I’m dead. I would be, if it weren’t for the little boy born into a nightmare. I breathe only for him. Until Zane walks back into my life. My brother-in-law. The teenager I once knew, now all grown-up. He’s a prisoner, just as I am. I don’t trust him—but I have no one else.

Two newborns and a toddler under one roof, with another one on the way, can be challenging for any parent, but add an unwelcome spirit with the sketchiest of reputations, and you'll have the local mediums scrambling for a resolution before the toddler spills the tea.

Get your affairs in order. War doesn’t wait for anyone to be ready. With the terrible recent events weighing on my mind, I know the only way I can go is forward. My family, our allies, and I know for certain that there is a sect of witches that want to control the moon cursed for their own nefarious purposes. We don’t know how many of them there are, and we don’t know their names. We know it’s not every witch, but that doesn’t make us less suspicious of every single one of them.

In 1849, Brigham Young declared independence. In 2025, the United States declares war. In the heart of the American West lies Deseret—a Mormon theocratic nation born of faith, isolation, and resilience. For nearly two centuries, it has stood as a testament to independence and religious devotion. But now, Deseret finds itself at the center of a global conflict, its survival threatened by the world's only remaining superpower: the United States.

Semyon Kopolov. Gorgeous and formidable. My childhood crush and brother’s best friend. They call him the Ice King—cold, ruthless, unforgiving. He’s the reason my mother’s dead. Now he’s my husband. Once he was my protector. The boy who carried me when I fell and swore to shield me from monsters. Until he became one.

Standing in the old farmhouse, Special Agent Nikki Hunt holds her breath as the smell of bleach overwhelms her. She can’t take her eyes off the blue baby toys scattered around the floor as her team examine the remains. A housekeeper and her three children disappeared from the property ten years ago. Do the bones belong to two of them? Did the other two survive? But before Nikki has a chance to investigate further, she receives a panicked call from the local sheriff begging for her help.

Everyone has dark secrets, yet mine are the kind of life-altering skeletons that could threaten the very mission I've spent my entire life fighting. My children think they know my story, but they don't. Not all of it. Not the parts that would make them question everything they know in life. My constant has been my love for Stan and that's a truth I'll always share.

Six weeks ago, Jess was picking up the shattered pieces of a bitter divorce, just trying to numb the sting of betrayal. Now she’s standing over a dead body, the gun still warm in her trembling hands wondering how it all went so wrong. Rewind to the night she first stumbled across a tattered box crammed with old pop-star memorabilia: relics of her teenage obsession, the only bright spot in her tumultuous youth. But buried beneath the ticket stubs and fan magazines lurks a secret that sends a chill through her veins and a warning she can’t ignore.

It's a time for new beginnings. Empires are rising from the ashes of dead civilizations as the merged worlds of Panu come together. Most prominent is the Thane Necropolis, the inheritance of Prince Riven Thane and home to more than fifty-one million vampire citizens and six billion slaves. Here, Riven's word is law—whether he likes it or not. Lately, he's been iffy on the subject.

They did more than just take me. They shared me. When I lost a bet to three burly oil rig roughnecks, having my bare ass blistered with one of their belts while my wrists were bound with another was just the start of the evening. By the time they were done, I was screaming through every savage climax as they ravaged me thoroughly. I didn't expect to see them again, but then I learned there are things much more shameful than being left with the seed of three infuriatingly sexy brutes still dripping from my well-used body.