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No warning. No explanation. Few survivors. Now we're all trying to get by as society collapses around us. Survival is a battle and it's getting worse every day. Food is scarce and the shelves are all bare. Finding medication for my little brother is impossible, and my desperation is growing as my options narrow.

Peu de gens sont aussi rusés et cruels que la reine du sang, Casteel en est parfaitement conscient. Mais personne, pas même lui, n'aurait pu se préparer à ses stupéfiantes révélations et à la cruauté de ses actes.

Hadjar has seen everything that the Mortal Realm of the Nameless World has to offer. Beloved son, disgraced prince, brother, loyal friend, brave warrior, illustrious commander, murderer, traitor, devoted husband, monster . . . All these roles converge in Hadjar Darkhan, the Mad General. He has left behind songs and tales of courage and honor that have become the lament of the thousands who've met their end at his blade, their blood drenching the fields and valleys of the mortal regions. And he did it all so he could keep going, so his journey wouldn't end before its time.

Since most of the world died on Death Day, I've been on the move with my little brother, trying to find a safe haven. The constant fight for our survival is wearing me down to nothing, as my walls grow higher with each new betrayal. Most days, it takes everything I have to keep it together. So when I finally get to Kicks' pack in Arkansas, the place seems too good to be true. Kicks seems too good to be true. Just when I'm on the verge of accepting that I've found somewhere safe for us, I realize there's one last threat that can't be fixed: me.

They whisper my name in fear—the Gray Prince, the bastard son of the king and his succubus courtesan. A prophecy claims I will sit on the ruined throne, but the last thing I need is the dead weight of a crown on my head. Nothing matters to me but Pyrah. My dragon shifter mate brings light to the otherwise dark gloom of my life. I would do anything to protect her. But another dragon stalks Pyrah, hungering to make her his own. Worse still, the queen's knights hunt us relentlessly—not to kill, but to capture. Whatever sinister plot the queen weaves, Pyrah is the missing thread.

The kingdom of Cansere is on the brink of war. Young men are conscripted from their homes, and a royal decree from the queen has made healing the only legal form of craftlock. Nym, a healer and beekeeper, is the sole provider for her family of seven now that her younger brother has been sent to the war front. But when a letter comes from the queen, summoning Nym to the palace to heal Prince Renn, the kingdom’s ailing shut-in, Nym finds herself making the tumultuous journey from her family’s apiary to the capital city.

D accompanies a convoy delivering a vampire Noble to face public trial for his crimes against humanity. However, the Noble's enemies have targeted the men and women of the convoy, and they are out for vengeance!

The Norns haven’t been kind to Bergrún. In a world that scorns ambitious girls from poor families, Bergrún was never given a chance. Bullied, humiliated, and cast aside, she turned to the dark powers of ancient Norse magic not just for revenge, but for justice. To forge a new order from the ashes of the old—a future she would rule—the witch seeks a Viking chieftain to conquer her homeland and crown her queen.

In Cursed King TuT kommt eine junge Frau diesem jahrtausendealten Geheimnis ungeahnt und auf brutalste Weise auf die Spur. Sie wird zur Schlüsselfigur eines Grauens, das Vergangenheit und Gegenwart untrennbar miteinander vereint und weit über die Grenzen von Vorstellungskraft und Schmerz hinausgeht.

Трэш-фантасмагория «Красный Бубен» охватывает пространство едва ли не всей планеты и даже космоса. Почему космоса? Потому что звезда Рэдмах, великая матерь звезд и пространств, источник всего сущего во Вселенной, вот-вот начнет излучать энергию, и фокус ее излучения придется на нашу Землю. Эпицентром вселенского действа станет обыкновенная русская деревушка на Тамбовщине под названием Красный Бубен. Здесь гонят самогон, соседи бьют друг другу морды, из Москвы приезжают дачники. Но в ней-то и суждено разразиться последней битве Добра со Злом.

A powerful, layered weaving of myth, prose and pure imagination – The Ships of Merior is book two in the epic fantasy series, The Wars of Light and Shadow. The second volume of Janny Wurts's incomparable series following Arithon and Lysaer, two brothers forced to take opposite sides in a...

When Vale ventures out of the highlands to visit her local healer, she unwittingly walks into the middle of a blood inquisition. Stranger still, the king's soldiers have been spreading a description of her. Threatened with capture, torture, and execution, her mentor, Matias, convinces her the only way to survive is by leaving. She abandons her home and ventures south, chasing whispers of rebellion and war. Then Matias shatters what is left of her world by telling her everything she thought she knew was a lie.

Some prophecies are carved in stone. Others are carved in blood. Juelz never asked to inherit the burden of a broken world, but when the Council of Looma unleashes their shadow-born assassins, and his children’s impossible power bends the fabric of fate itself, destiny can no longer be denied.

Ron overlooks the world he left behind as it burns, with ash falling from the sky and little hope remaining. With the aid of his allies, both old and new, Ron must search for an ancient power that could turn the tide of war. However, that alone might not be enough to stop the Lord of the First Born and the faceless leader from the forge. Ron must first come to terms with what he is willing to sacrifice because, in the end, he will be forced to choose.

An ancient wraith haunts Arcadia’s halls, bound by curses older than memory. When King Theo ascends the throne under the grief of a murdered father, he faces a kingdom besieged by Ebony Fire illusions, relentless apparitions that twist reality and devour hope. Yet from the darkness emerges an unexpected ally: the wraith herself, an enigma of living shadow who reflects no light. Together, Theo and the wraith embark on a journey that leads them across seas of silver phantoms, through deserts riddled with shapeshifting illusions, and into dream worlds imprisoning entire cities in eternal slumber.

For millennia, Death watched over the fleeting lives of mortals, claiming their souls as is her duty. Each year, the story was the same. Humans wasted the gifts they were given, allowing the precious sands of time to slip through their grasp. But, who did they blame? Not themselves, of course, but the horseman who came to collect her due. Such an existence grew tiresome for the creature. Bored of humanity’s antics, the reaper opened a quiet apothecary and began peddling her curious wares. Her little shop became an escape from their ire, a distraction to pass the decades.

From her seat above the world, the goddess watched a rotting sea of boiling flesh spill from the dark corners of her lands, gathering and melding into a horrid beast with a single purpose, to drown her lands in suffering. The goddess leaned forward in her seat, looking down on her world, moving her vision back and forth along the endless, ever forking stream of time, searching intensely for a break in her protections. A place this creature could have exploited to get past her veil and onto Alta, hoping she would be able to seal it, preventing what was coming. She found nothing.

In this third installment of the Beyond Reception Series, Alice Shoemaker travels to Oklahoma. She meets interesting characters along the way, including Andy, whose crippling disability is also a tool for incredible foresight. Meanwhile, Jade Parker, whose mere presence brings death to those close to him, waits for her to arrive and help him battle the biggest demon ever to visit this realm.

Travel to fantastical worlds and bind the personas of legendary warriors. Progress the powers of these personas for new weapons, armor, and spells. Bond with beautiful women from these worlds and grant them the power of your personas. Grow in Renown, until you and your band of world-crossing women are legends yourselves.

I was born under the shadow of death, and my life since has been intricately entwined with that of the Grim Reaper. They call me the Death Whisperer. One hand fixes; the other breaks. All I have ever known is a life full of pain and suffering, because what the legends don't tell you about my power… is that there's always a price. And I'm the one who has to pay for it. My powers took my voice from me, and every day, I'm forced to experience unbearable agony. But my suffering doesn't stop the fae of our realm from using me and my gifts, regardless of the consequences.