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Daxas' trials continue. He has defeated those with the temerity to face him and claimed the dark elf Dungeon Mistress Jen'Zadeer Shadestar for his own. His guild, the Dark Moon Rising, continues to flourish despite its figurehead Chief Simeon Reedwhistle's reservations.

Daxas has reached rank eight. He has conquered and subsumed a second dungeon increasing his power and pulled one over the Divine Lords in the process. However, he is aware this will bring new difficulties to his door and the Divine Lords are unlikely to take their humiliation well.

Daxas has survived his first few weeks as a Dungeon. He has successfully discovered several exploits in the system and has been thriving. He is advancing to the second rank, fought off an invasion of orcs and goblins, and, most importantly, now has a lovely wood elf companion named Jessamyn. However, success brings new challenges and new, more powerful challengers. It's time for the Wolf King to expand his dungeon, cut down any who dare oppose him, and add to his harem of mates. Meanwhile, the Divine Lords are plotting in the background, trying to engineer his downfall.

Paralyzed by a drunk driver, let go from his job, and stuck in a sad, stagnant town in the middle of nowhere, Joseph Locke was having the worst day of his life. And then he died. But considering that he wakes up with a brand-new body, in the cockpit of a badass steampunk robot, on an airship of nothing but hot babes, his next life may not be all that bad. Especially when he learns that he’s a void mage—the rarest and most powerful of all mages on the world of Haven. And his shipmates want to help him make more.

After telling a goddess of love and passion that I would conquer her, I was dropped into another world: Mistrim. I have no memory of who I was, I have a wicked awesome power born from my desires, and I have a timer on my arm counting down to my death. Not the worst starting point, I would say. But where there is adversity, there is the opportunity for good fortune. Elves, werewolves, harpies, bunny girls, and more—Mistrim is inhabited by all manner of monsters given humanoid forms—Sentients. And, as I found out, harems are commonplace in Mistrim.

Dave Smith is having a bad day, week, month, maybe even year. Freshly unemployed, facing eviction, and now he's been transported to a fantasy world. A wish come true for many a geek, if only he hadn't died less than a day after he arrived. Now trapped in this fantasy realms version of purgatory, he faces the prospect of trying to navigate a new existence as a dungeon. That wouldn't be so bad, except ending dungeons seems to be the path out for many of the other denizens of these Proving Grounds.

Thomas Stone is now the Goblin King and the soon-to-be father of scores of little goblins, elves, and faeries, but the work of rebuilding his kingdom has only just begun. After his bold gambit to stop the troll king’s plots against him, the troll kingdom is now teetering on revolution. Seeing an opportunity to secure his own reign, Thomas agrees to an arranged marriage to the beautiful troll queen.

A lot can happen in a week. Me? I became a king. An unfortunate accident destroyed my entire world, but the gods saw fit to zap me to a new one, a world filled with fantastical creatures and magic. To say I got a rough start there would be putting it mildly, but fortunately I had the help of Silvy, a beautiful goblin woman who told me I was the answer to her prayers. And she meant that literally. It didn't take long for me to learn that the goblin king was an absolute terror, the most violent and tyrannical in their history.

Taken from my old life with little memory of what brought me here, I wake up in a high tech capsule. A wrinkly old elf tells me that my soul is incomplete and has been fused with that of a Solar Dragon to give me a second chance at life. Where? When? An urban metropolis filled with fantasy races, erected atop the back of a giant asteroid. Meteoropolis. And millions of years in the future, to boot. But that's not all. I've got super powers, too. To add to the excitement, I end up hosted by an anxious unicorn elf named Pinky Peach who is basically a professional gamer girl.

When Darran takes his students on a winter hunt, the last thing he expects to find is a talking draken. It should have been a simple quest, but smart beasts know exactly how to get under your skin. Loyalties bend. Temptations rise. And the line between master and trainee begins to blur. As if that weren't enough, a letter from the desert speaks of a godlike beast stirring in the east, the same desert he once called home. But before he can face that, Darran must confront the monsters in his quarters...and the one in the forest, purring his name.

I stopped a demon-possessed warship and saved a kingdom. Surely a quiet semester at magic school isn't too much to ask? Apparently it is. A demon queen from my war days has started haunting my dreams, and she's got plans for the portal to hell sitting right under Stoneway Academy. The paladins say everything's fine. The headmistress says the ancient tree keeping the demons sealed is perfectly healthy. Meanwhile, I'm waking up smelling like brimstone and watching corruption spread through the school's roots.

I came to the guild to keep it from tearing the realm apart. Now I’m covered in wolf hair, running errands for meddling gods, and down one tunic, thanks to a tiger’s claws. My nerdy assistant keeps a calendar that could run an empire. The clingy wolfgirl has no concept of personal space. And the shy bunny alchemist? She’s gone maniacal, one experiment away from blowing the roof off. They’re expert hunters. It’s life in the guild that’s the real problem. Every day tests my diplomacy, my strength, and my willpower…and that last one’s running dangerously low.

The four rules of freelance villainy are as follows: 1. Always wear a mask 2. Never hurt civilians 3. Never kill the heroes you’re paid to fight. 4. And the bad guy always loses. Victor, better known as the super villain Magneron, always played by those rules. He fought the bad fight, got beat, and got paid. And that worked well for him and the many women who loved him. What it didn't work for was the Guild of Villainous Foes, the premiere bad guy organization on the planet!

All I wanted was a burrito. My name is Brandon Ferryman. I went out one night to get a burrito. Who knew that such a simple thing would change my life, or end it? I woke up on the side of the road with some pumpkin-headed monster saying he was the god of death, fate, and justice. I was chosen to run a very special establishment. A place that lay between worlds. A place called the Coffin Hotel. Now I have to fight monsters, free spirits, and run a mystical hotel. I'm clearly not qualified, but when has that ever stopped anyone from doing anything.

I’ve always wanted to conquer the Big 5 dungeons ever since one of them took the life of my father nearly fifteen years ago. Nobody ever said the Path of Progression was easy, but my burning desire to dive can’t be quenched. I just never thought I’d be prohibited from getting a diving license just because I tried to help a bratty blonde girl get hers. Soon, we’re joined by a lovely brunette bookworm, and we start diving the dungeon on our own terms. As it turns out, I have a few abilities that greatly increase our chances of actually finishing the Path, leading to a life of fame and luxury.

Isekaied into a level 86 Necromancer-King's body, I leave his life of war behind in favor of peace in the idyllic Borderlands. Upon meeting the elven maiden Narya Summerdew and a razor-toothed half-elven child, the three of us form an unlikely improvised family in the hopes of remaining anonymous. As we embrace the eccentric community of Gelderham, we find happiness in simplicity…But my past casts shadows on our growing bonds. How will Narya react when she learns her new husband was once the evil king set on destroying her people?

I trained to kill monsters, not date them. After a hunt goes wrong, I’m separated from my remote village and my childhood best friend, forced to fend for myself in the wilderness. Barely escaping with my life, I stumble into a secluded community of unnervingly attractive monster girls.

Being a weapons manufacturer was surprisingly easy. At least, it was for me, but mostly because I had a magical tablet imparting knowledge and a half dozen goblin babes that worked hard, producing these things. Yeah, business was booming. Our enchanted weapons were fetching five digits each, and we had plans for new and improved weapons and armor that would blow everyone away. Maybe literally. What to do with all that money? Well, I tried to decide between vintage video games, our own racetrack, hotrodding old cars, and ahem, fun times. I couldn't decide, so we just went with all of the above.

With the sale of our first magical knife, our weapons manufacturing business was off to a strong start. Cash was flowing and spirits were high. We tried to push ourselves, to advance our technology a bit and come up with something new and exciting. But a problem began to rear its ugly head. It seemed that Mandi was a bit obsessive, and something weird was forming between her and Bobbi Jo. With this many women around, jealousy was bound to rear its ugly head. I just didn't expect it to happen so suddenly.

You guessed it. It's beach day! David and his beautiful goblin women have worked hard and turned their guns-and-explosives trade into a six-figure business, and business is booming. Also exploding. But all work and no play is not the trailer park way of life, so instead of throwing a pizza party, David motivates the team with a day off to visit a nearby waterfall. Word is, there's a wide, sandy beach right there that's perfect for relaxing.