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Minalan gave up a promising career as a professional warmage to live the quiet life of a village spellmonger in the remote mountain valley of Boval. It was a peaceful, beautiful little fief, far from the dangerous feudal petty squabbles of the Five Duchies, on the world of Callidore. There were cows. Lots of cows. And cheese. For six months things went well: He found a quaint little shop, he befriended the local lord, the village folk loved him, he found a sharp young apprentice to help out, and, best yet, he met a comely young widow with the prettiest eyes.

Harald and the Throne Hunters have ascended—stronger, sharper, and far more dangerous. But so too have their enemies. With the Fallen Angel's dungeon twisting into stranger shapes, and Flutic spiralling toward open war, the crew must decide what they stand for… and what they're willing to sacrifice. Old ghosts rise. Alliances fracture. And the Twilight Crown has begun to whisper. Victory may grant power beyond imagining. But only if they survive.

The enemy is strong. There are a lot of them, and they are pressing the attack forward. Me, I don't have enough supplies and weapons for my army. Heck, I don't even have an army to speak of. Corruption is rampant, the government is in free fall, and rioting mobs run free. Thievery is rampant to the point that even my old friend Beko is left speechless. Because it is not his own doing. But the worst of it is they want me to pull out of that unfortunate place altogether—and save face too. Because the Empire never abandons its friends, does it?

He looked fierce now. Had since I'd mentioned occasionally dying. To be… cherished like that. To have someone who cared about my deaths, it… it had been a very long time. Cursed with immortality, the man known as the Black Shuck by some, as Bennet by others, has resigned himself to a lonely, endless existence. Long days are interspersed with death, dying, and the odd assassin job. During one of these jobs, he dies and comes back to life in front of very human and very innocent Amory, who is both fascinating and enchanting.

I'm broke and need a job fast. The best tattoo artist in the Pacific Northwest is hiring a manager for his tattoo shop. So I don't have any experience... A few lies on my resume can fix that. Anyway, how hard can it be? I get the job and quickly find out that running a tattoo shop is very hard. Especially dealing with my new wild, brooding boss. He's an orc. An orc with a fiery temper. He's not all bad, though, with a deep love for his three black cats. But for me? Not so much.

When a fierce aetherstorm unleashes a wave of demonic aetherbeasts on New Albion—capital of the Valestra Kingdom—Callum Stross and his friends Quinn and Marcella answer the call, defending the city with a courage befitting the next generation of Great College archmages.

Not all that long ago, Gabe Skelter was an unimpressive, overweight, snarky teenager with more mouth than muscle and more attitude than attributes. Then, during a deadly trainwreck, he was transported to another reality. On the world of Regaia, Gabe is a different person entirely: a massively jacked-up warrior orc known as Loon. The dud has become a stud.

Silas, now vastly more powerful than he ever anticipated, confronts a harsh truth: brute strength alone won't save his world. Beyond mere leveling up lies a complex path to salvation. Embarking on a rigorous training regimen under the guidance of a seasoned mentor, Silas hones his skills, spells, and crafting abilities alongside allies, old and new. Yet, as his prowess grows, so too does the scope of his challenges. Drawn into ancient feuds that span clans and corporations, Silas must navigate a treacherous web of alliances and enmities.

Hi, I'm Kit. Immortal vampire and technomage extraordinaire. You know how it goes. For the record, I am absolutely not stalking my reincarnated husband. Okay, I am, but it's for his own good. And mine. Er, assuming I can somehow figure out how to tell him he's reincarnated and a mage, and we all live in a sentient library. Any thoughts on that? I'm currently taking suggestions. One thing's for sure. He's not dying on me again. Never again.

They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me—male or female—for their lustful desires. And, when they storm into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervene to protect her. I make them take me too.

In the wake of the Neverseen King's capture and my escape from the Wolf's clutches, I venture into the depths of the Fae realm, armed with little but my own gritty determination to take back my husband and throne. The clock is ticking, the destruction of Lulythinar drawing ever nearer, threatening to take what little I have left in this world. Enemies surround me on every side, but I will not let them win. Even if it costs me my very life.

I stepped into the Shadow Court to save my brother. I didn't expect to walk out as the bride of the monster who killed the man I loved. Kaan is the ruthless Lord of Shadows—ancient, merciless, and terrifyingly beautiful. He murdered Aslan with a smile on his lips and my name on his tongue. Then he claimed me as payment for a blood debt. Now, I'm his wife in black silk and silver chains. Owned. Caged. Watched.

Van Tudor is a busy man. And that means his friends are going to have to help out as they begin expanding their role as Peacemakers, diplomats, and warriors. But not every job is fun. Unless you make it fun. Tasked with a simple prisoner transfer, Icky convinces Funboy to take a chance on something that goes against every fiber of his being. The Galaxy's Biggest Buffet. Naturally, things don't go well. There are sneeze guards, cheese fountains, and a small case of murder that lands Icky and Funboy as suspects in a crime so heinous, it almost interrupted their breakfast.

In the dying port town of Gdansburg, Sir Konrad Vonvalt finds the unthinkable: a fellow Justice imprisoned for the murder of a young boy. Despite the furious insistence of the townsfolk, the only evidence is a question written on a piece of paper by a dead man: What is The Scour?

As the dust settles and the world ushers in a new era of stability, only Robin Icethorn knows the truth. Duncan Rackley, former fey Hunter turned lover, has become the host of the demon god Duwar, and the gentle peace that has been brokered is steps away from being shaken up. Bolstered with the sudden help of his ex-love Erix, Robin embarks on a mission to save Duncan, seeking out the aid of the Nephilim once more. However, Robin finds that the game of the gods is not over, and those he can trust may have other motives.

She's everything I hate in this world. Ruthless. Cold. A stone-hearted villain. And she'll do whatever it takes to keep me in line. With the lives of my bonded in her stony grasp, I must do as she says—biding my time until my people are safe. But fate has other plans, and a surprise visit leaves me reeling, setting in motion a chain of events that I'm helpless to stop.

The Battle of Saltstone is won. The people live. Kingdom armies are retreating in disarray. And Irina is dead. Or is she? A new darkness rises, one with shifting faces no one sees coming. This time, its goal is not the people of the land; it is magic itself.

An eldritch magic has awakened, turning the mortal world darker. Colder. Famished. With flesh-eating monsters and a sinister curse spreading like a plague, the last glimmer of humanity in Foxglove Parish has long since faded. For Maevyth and Zevander, the only chance of escape is through The Eating Woods. But fate has woven a new web, tangling the threads of destiny, and crossing the mystical boundary to Aethyria might not be so simple.

Wounded and fighting for survival in a complex dungeon consumed by civil war, a wolf's need to lead its own pack is fulfilled by a loyal and devoted connection to its elven companion, Emhreeil. Lost to each other, they've become easy prey for the monstrous creatures that prowl the multilevel mazes. To find Emhreeil, the wolf must learn to control its shapeshifting physiology and other supernatural abilities.

Harald Darrowdelve is no longer a laughingstock. He's a rising threat. His recent delves into the dungeon have transformed him from a disgraced heir into a name whispered by nobles and feared by rivals. His explosive gain in power has caught the eye of every major House in Flutic—and none of them believe it was luck. Now Harald must navigate a maze of political seductions, shadowy threats, and veiled demands. Some Houses offer patronage. Others offer thinly veiled ultimatums. All want a piece of the secret that let him ascend.