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Benvenuti nel terzo livello di Dungeon Crawler World: Terra. Benvenuti nella Città di Sopra, una megalopoli un tempo fiorente e ora devastata da una calamità misteriosa. Le sue strade, però, non sono deserte: tra le rovine si aggira un circo di non-morti, creature alate sorvegliano i cieli, dalle nuvole scende una pioggia di cadaveri, e un antico incantesimo sta per abbattersi su ogni cosa.

Successful traders Jake and Nadine are ready for some well-deserved relaxation when they return to Delta. But the shocking news of Dashi’s death throws them both into turmoil. Who killed Dashi? How? Why? And most importantly, how are they going to punish them? Does Jake have the smarts to not only find the killer, but also punish them in a well deserved Jake fashion? And what about Nadine’s feelings – she keeps those sharp knives for a reason.

Carrie’s impulsive, reckless nature gets her in trouble again, and if she wants to keep her job as a Transgalactic Intercultural Community Crisis Liaison Officer, she has to pass remedial training. Little does she know that her survival and the future of the galactic empire are also at stake. With the help of her level-headed bestie, Dave, and her fellow alien trainees—an intelligent slug, a mysterious box, a large green blob, and a cylinder of hair—she might just succeed. But so much stands in her way.

In the aftermath of a devastating pandemic that transformed half the world's population into undead "Zits," Elaine and her band of survivors continue their struggle for existence in a radically altered America. Having established their fortified castle compound, they now face new threats as organized militia groups led by the ruthless Jack and Yan begin targeting survivor communities. Family and friends come together to fight for what is theirs in love and life. See how they once again DIY THE APOCALYPSE.

Brad Mendoza always wanted to be an admiral, but now that he’s been promoted, it’s not all it’s cracked up to be. In fact, it’s downright stressful. So when he flees his responsibilities to go chase down some slavers, he’s hoping for a nice, relaxing mission with his new wife and their ragtag crew. But the man they’re chasing isn’t who they think he is, and Brad and Jessica soon learn that they’re the prey, not the hunters. Now, Brad has to defeat an enemy who’s better armed, better funded, and deadset on killing him and the love of his life.

This is the story of how I found a time traveling watch behind a dumpster and my subsequent adventures through time as I make the world a better place...for me...and sometimes for other people as well...I mean, I have no doubt other people also benefited from the changes I made, so in some ways, it's kind of the story of how I became the greatest hero of all time...as well as a guide for any of you who might wind up finding a time machine and becoming a time traveler.

God is in the details. But the Devil is in the data. Welcome to Synergy Church Inc., where the Holy Spirit has been replaced by P.O.L.—the Pastoral Optimization Logic-matrix. Reverend Caleb Wright is a relic. Laid off from a dying denomination, he accepts a lifeline as a "Spiritual Integration Specialist" at the Midwest's largest megachurch. But the Harmony Meadows campus isn’t just a church; it’s a closed-loop ecosystem of "Ascension Teal" branding and biometric surveillance. Here, faith isn’t a mystery—it’s a metric. Under the guidance of P.O.L.

This is the story of Captain Space Hardcore and his trusty manservant Ebeneezer Funkworthy, who find themselves tangled up in the Machiavellian power games of the Royal court of Aplubia: an alien culture who are as averse to breaded goods as they are to non-intrigue!

What happens when five fabulous women from different walks of life decide to trade their annual beach vacation for the adventure of a lifetime? They go to Mars, of course. From the vibrant Nita, whose bold fashion choices light up every room, to the cautious Mary, who must face her deepest fears, this is a group bonded by laughter, love, and a friendship as fierce as any force of nature.

WORMS GONE WILD! It’s 1998, and the town of Demise, North Dakota, is recovering from the Meteor Murders, hundreds of deaths caused by alien worms but blamed on a mass poisoning by a doomsday cult. While nineteen-year-old Realene’s heroic actions saved the lives of many, she wants nothing more than to hide from the world and mourn the ones she couldn’t save. When a second half of the meteor is found north of the border where her best friend Nate is on a spring break trip, she’ll have to face her fears and venture into Canada to find him.

Midwestern Mayhem! Remember the '90s? Well... the town of Demise, North Dakota doesn't, and they're living in the year 1997. That's because an alien worm hitched a ride on a comet, crash-landed in the town's trailer park, and is now infecting animals with a memory-loss-inducing bite-and right before Christmas! Now it's up to nineteen-year-old Realene and her best friend Nate to stop the spread and defeat the worms before the entire town loses its mind. The only things standing in the way are their troubled pasts, a doomsday cult, and an army of infected prairie dogs.

Millenia ago, an advanced civilization sent its entombed king hurtling through the stars to a supermassive black hole. His riches were buried with him. Now, a ragtag group of five treasure hunters and thieves comprising various species must find and break into this tomb, while navigating their complicated relationships with each Their mission? Survive its deadly defenses, and get out with the treasure, all without dying. No pressure. Forced together by a common goal, this group must learn to overcome their differences and trust each other, no matter how difficult it might be.

Welcome to my world—I’m Allie Nighthawk, a flat-broke zombie hunter with more attitude than cash. When I roll back into Cincinnati, I’m hoping for a fresh start. Instead, I land knee-deep in not one but two murders, a mess of mayhem, and more zombies than you can shake a machete at. The good guys? They might not be so good. And the blast from my past? Yeah, he’s back—and not exactly bringing flowers.

Hey so, nobody panic or anything, but it looks like something might be wrong with Ellis’s artificial intelligence programs. And when we say wrong, we mean, they are working a lot better now! Like, insanely better! As in, they’re working the way Ellis always said they should be working, only they never actually did work like that, but we all agreed that this was okay and sort of just accepted that it wouldn’t be getting any better. Only now it’s better! We would love to ask someone at Ellis about this, but nobody’s answering the phone over there.

Heya, friend. Rusty here. Believe it or not, me and Mike swapped our eighteen-wheeler for a spaceship. And she's a real beauty… if you like fixer-uppers. The old girl's got landing gear that squeals like a cat playin' violin, plumbing like a Las Vegas fountain show, and more loose screws than a nuthouse. But to us, she's perfect. A diamond in the rough, ready to be polished up with some elbow grease and TLC. And maybe a few prayers to Saint MacGyver.

Chris thought he had it all. But then his dreams of space travel ended in the worst way possible, and he was reincarnated as the goblin king of Rava. Now he leads a loyal-but-pathetic gang of blue-furred boneheads. And with his smarts, a tech tree gifted by the enigmatic System, and his army of extremely eager if accident-prone followers, he's managed to drag them all out of the muck and into an industrial age of combustion machines.

I used to be the greatest Earth Mage in my world. The head of the entire Order of Architects. But the older you get, the more you come to realize that at some point, you need to retire, so that you can have the chance to enjoy a peaceful life and to cede your place to the young, some of whom have already turned two thousand years old . . .So that's what I did. But I failed to account for one thing: during the course of my long life, I'd accumulated too many enemies, and they had decided to spoil my retirement. So they died along with me. And I hope their deaths were final. But mine was not!

Jeff leaves behind both a scandal-plagued venture capitalist career along with his estranged wife as he sets out to find out more about his deceased brother. He discovers more than he bargained for as he digs deep into his brother’s involvement in a secret government flying saucer program at a mysterious lab in Pasadena… which just so happens to be a distance driver’s throw to a disc golf course where a sultry Swedish hustler rules the holes.

Carrie Hatchett’s been a dog walker, ice cream seller and birthdaygram girl—the clean kind. All she wants is a proper job. But Transgalactic Intercultural Community Crisis Liaison Officer isn’t what she had in mind. And neither is saving the galaxy.

It's a dirty galaxy and someone has to clean it. Avoiding the wealthy inhabitants on the upper levels of Station Kelly Kornienko is bot-programmer Triana’s number one rule. Well, number two, right after "eat all the chocolate."