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Sleeping Worlds Have No Memory is a thought-provoking meditation on the fragility of the human condition, our beliefs, the manipulation of propaganda for political gains, and our ability to distinguish the real from the unreal and our willingness to accept convenient "truths." The novel is a compelling exploration of memory, its fragile nature, and its profound impact on our perception of identity, relationships, and facts themselves.

With Merry Day right around the corner, the folk of Moonvale are preparing for the holiday while hoping to avoid any more magical mishaps—especially because magic has finally returned to the realm, throwing everyone off-kilter. Ciders are flowing, pastries are baking, and gifts are being prepared. But Kizzi brought three elusive dragon eggs to town, and miraculously, they're hatching. Can Kizzi and her best friend Fiella keep the dragons contained and save the town from destruction, or will Merry Day be ruined?

When I wake in a strange forest, surrounded by "monsters" and "magic," I'm sure it's all some reality-TV prank. My carnival job means I know a lot about all the ways people can be fooled. And the "orc" telling me we're goddess-matched and married has got to be the biggest hoax of all. Branikk's good looks and charming words are way too good to be true. But I keep making ludicrous things appear in ways Hollywood special effects can't match, a unicorn just spoke to me, and when I get an eyeful—a really big eyeful—of Branikk, he's green everywhere.

Steve is the only half-orc of his tribe, isolated up in the mountains of Niflheim. With his parents passing, he feels adrift and uncertain of his future in the tribe. He ventures to the other orkin tribes to understand who he is and what he wants for his future. There are human women out there, and he hopes meeting them might help him understand his origins.

Greetings, friend! Rest here for a while and listen—I have a quest for you. How would you like to study the mystical craft of artificery? You'll learn things that most people can only dream of. You'll make self-spicing cooking pots, backpacks with endless storage, and even farm plows that will do all the work for you. Who wouldn't want that? Even better, you'll get to live in the sunlit village of Sunhampton, a cozy little town of cobbled streets, friendly taverns, and stores that sell anything you could imagine.

If someone told me I'd land in a fantasy world and meet my seven-foot husband by flinging myself into his arms so hard we end up horizontal, I'd have laughed it off as a joke. I'm tiny. But it turns out I'm a witch with hidden powers! I can move things with my mind! Instead of being upset I keep crashing into him, the gorgeous orc warrior is thrilled I'm so powerful.

Fifty years after the establishment of the Imperium, and 450 years before the events of Isolate, Dominic Mikail Ysella—ancestor of Avraal Ysella—is the grandson of the last king of Aloor. Stripped of most of their land, Dominic, as the third son, must support himself. Dominic becomes a legalist and is elected to the Imperial Council quietly working as an isolate, someone unreadable by government telepaths.

The calm before the storm has settled over the capital. Old legends are coming to life in the city's streets. The clan of necromancers is no longer trying to hide. The time has come to show our power. Betrayal will be punished, and the rest will have a difficult choice to make.

Getting caught blowing the whistle on a mob boss isn't the worst part of my day. No, that would be getting sucked through a portal to Faerie. Or finding out I'm a witch who can fly . . . very, very badly. Or fighting off a soul-sucking fae who wants to drain me dry. Or getting stuck in a tree, flashing an orc my hot-pink panties. Actually, that last one might not be so bad. Dravarr's scowls highlight his smoldering eyes and sharp cheekbones, and his touch makes me swoon. Especially since he has to hold me all day and night to keep me from floating away. But the soul-sucking fae come back. 

I've poured my heart and soul into reviving my aunt's inn after her passing, but a pixie dust mite infestation threatens to destroy everything. Their glittery trails of destruction have infiltrated the guest rooms, and the cost to eradicate them will leave me penniless. I'm desperate for a solution. Enter Thorak Ironfist, the orc who once tormented me in high school. Now a wealthy brewmaster, he's determined to expand his ale empire into the human realm.

Join Josh, Linc, and Hilly one last time as they put the finishing touches on the settlement of Blade's Rest. Brick by brick, plank by plank, they have built up their little haven until their dream is within reach: Blade's Rest might soon be recognized as a town.

Now that Edith and her friends have everything they need to ransom Simon from captivity, hopes are high for a brighter future for both the people and dragons of Ormdale. But then a surprising invitation from Edith's past leads her to a clue to the mysterious nemesis that threatens her family's legacy, and news reaches her that the sinister Dr Farley is at large. And Edith begins to wonder if the most potent threat to her happiness may be much closer to home.

 Kizzi is a witch who knows what she wants—she wants to brew the best potions, drink the best ciders, and run her apothecary business without being disturbed by pesky sprites. Tandor, the local orc bartender, spends his days serving ales at Ginger's Pub, yet he can't help but yearn for the sassy green-haired witch that's always guzzling his ciders. When a magical mishap destroys Kizzi's cauldron and doses the entire town with a love potion, Kizzi enlists Tandor's help to find the cure before she misses out on Moonvale's Hallow's Eve celebration—a journey that will bring them closer than ever.

From the New York Times bestselling author of The Stars Are Dying, kingdoms will fall and heirs will rise in the heart-stopping, emotional conclusion to An Heir Comes to Rise series.

When I storm out of my ex's engagement party, a meddling goddess whisks me away to Faerie and marries me to a massive grump of an orc. As if that's not enough, I can't leave his side without my teleportation magic throwing me straight back into his arms! I dreamed of leaving my small town and traveling, but I never imagined anything like this. I feel like I landed in one of the books I love, with fated mates and close proximity dialed up to eleven. Wranth's gorgeously muscled body and exciting air of warrior prowess sure don't hurt any either.

In the aftermath of the battle at the Court of Ashes, Emma's sacrifice for salvation thrusts her into a dark realm where the God of Darkness demands a grim price for her newfound power. The fate of the world hangs in the balance, a God is harboring dark secrets, and a mate refuses to lose again. The darkness' hold on her makes her hunger for death, until a predestined bond beckons her and conflicts the monster she has become. Emma must follow through with a world-altering task, or decide if she wants to break free from the vice of her powers, for the sake of all she loves.

Lewis, one of the town's few artificers, was recently working on a routine job at Sunhampton School when he stumbled upon old enchantments in the basement. Enchantments that confound even an adept-ranked artificer like him, and will need some creative thought and clever use of skills to break. But that isn't all. It is commonly said that an artificer's work is never done, and Lewis finds himself with more enchantment and disenchantment riddles than he can keep up with. The question is, with the next ranking in his artificery class within reach, how quickly can he solve them?

Have you ever wondered what happens when the world of magic meets honest craft? Then perhaps you've never met an artificer before. Self-sorting wardrobes, ever-burning candles, front doors that turn away unwanted visitors—whatever you need, an artificer can make it. Does that sound like the job for you? Then venture into Sunhampton, the little town where each morning greets you with a cup of coffee and the promise of a bright day.

I am a son, and I have nanomachines inside me. What did you expect? Having gained self-awareness while still in my mother's belly, I realized that this was my chance. Being born was the first step. Then at one year old I would have a college degree, and at five I would be a billionaire. I didn't...

Rumors of a mysterious union of principalities are rife, the wild lands are restless, and Savino's rapid growth is drawing envious eyes all around the Novgorod Empire.