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Having escaped from the tower, Bradley and his company were transported to a random destination within Arcana. With nothing more than the sun and a stiff wind to lead them, they make their way back to Abyss, where the undercurrents of war had long begun to brew. Iron Fist Thorken, a Brigadier General with a lust for war, has already taken a seat within Abyss and commanded its men to set off against their enemies. Bradley returns as merely a pawn thrown into the turbulent winds of Arcana.

As former police officer, his back broken in the line of duty, James' life hung by a thread. Securing treatment landed him deep in debt and working for a soldier of fortune company to pay for his recovery. When he learned just how dirty that company was, he had to decide if his conscience was worth becoming a lifelong paraplegic.

I have the perfect life. The one everyone wants. Riches, glamour, beauty. Parents determined to find the perfect alpha mate for their perfect omega daughter. And that's the problem, isn't it? I don't want those alphas—any of them—and my parents are becoming impatient. But everything changes when a blown out tire throws me into the path of an untamed pack of alphas.

Bradley had stayed in Abyss for far too long, protected by its tall, enchanted walls. General Fluxi wasn't so kind as to allow such a promising chess piece to remain dormant. The elves and demons were running rampant in Arcana, their movements too disturbing to overlook. Bradley, unoccupied, was ordered to investigate, where he discovered a clever plot beginning to develop. There, he found a dungeon. Or, in other words, a tower...

After his success discovering and then shutting down several of the djevel's hidden smuggling operations, Troy finds himself and his new wives being sent out to help his "uncle" Steve, his father's best friend, with his presidential campaign. While Troy appreciates the promotion, especially now that he can no longer work as a scout because he's married, he's not exactly sure what skills he has that Steve will find useful.

I love Alphas. I love the chase, I love the seduction, I love the…well, you get the picture. The problem: I’m too much for one Alpha to handle. Mouthy, disobedient, and sassy as hell. I won’t be pinned down, and I certainly won’t be claimed. But that isn’t going to deter this pack. Wealthy, charming, and in need of my help, these men are determined to steal my heart. And maybe more than one Alpha is exactly what it’s going to take.

After defeating his enemies in a glorious battle, Bradley was awarded by General Fluxi himself. His name spread throughout Arcana, reaching even the doors of those residing safely in the Capital of the Nine Nations. With such a grandiose display, the Dark Races quickly unveiled just who their nemesis was, and they wanted vengeance. Now stationed in the grueling deserts of Arcana, Bradley must fend off against the Dark Races, all while watching for an abrupt attack from behind.

I never imagined I’d win this big playing the lottery. Then, I bought a ticket that would change my life forever, and it’s not only riches I’m rolling in now. But being the first human king of the Eternal Realm comes with its own challenges, and there’s plenty of species who’d like to see my head on a spike.

My father, Dracula, the Prince of Darkness himself, has remade the world. I have lost everything I held dear to me. My clan. My women. My children. But they’re not lost forever. If I can defeat my father, I can bring them all back. No. I will defeat my father. I will bring them all back.

Over time, his name thundered in the ears of others, giving him the chance to enter the competition hosted by one of the Duke’s of Hell, Iscanthar, himself. Bradley, with Ralph supporting him, hopes to dominate the tournament and procure a specific item: a key.

The Auction House is running well now with the help of Biggs, and the issues and other problems there are on the wane, which means it's now time to set about making Bartertown his as well. He's got a plan, he's got his sisters to help him, and he's also got his wives who are already starting to pull together as a family and figure out what their roles are going to be in helping him run all of this.

The race is on. I have to find mages capable of casting The Last Spell before Dracula does. If I don't, he will remake the world in his image, which will be a good thing for no one except him. Dracula will destroy everything I've built. The Dragon's Hoard. My women. My children. I must stop him, even if it means crossing lines I previously refused to cross.

Wes Malcolm has wrested Avalon back from men, monsters, and false gods. The next step is to bring the battle to his enemy's camp. The world of the Woadlands is under siege from two cataclysms at once. Fey of the winter courts seek to smother the planet in eternal frost, while an alien cancer gnaws at the ancient trees that power the magic of this world. Worst of all, his earthly enemies have spent the last 50 years making both threats far more dire, sabotaging the natives' every chance at survival. Even the planet's godlike Icons believe their world is doomed.

I may be an Omega, but that won’t stop me making my own way in life. I've fought for my place at this elite college despite my background, my designation, and a family who thinks I can't make it on my own. I'm determined I won’t end up as a play thing for some Alpha.

Grace Daytau is a gargoyle with a fresh lease on life. After turning state's evidence gets her witness protection at a university campus, she's determined to play it straight. There's just one problem: She hasn't been to school in almost 20 years! If she can't make the grade, Daytau will revoke her WitPro scholarship, leaving her at the mercy of the syndicates.

Earth had been destroyed by Devils, and as a result, the humans who lived there were transported to Paradise, a new world far vaster than their original planet. Dragons flew across the never-ending skies, roaring toward the heavens. Elves grew trees and tended to the flowers. Dwarves crafted armor and weapons to use for battle. Demons started wars for fun. It was chaotic, yet it was still a home. Then, when things were just starting to look up, the cataclysm struck. Only one man could face the imminent disaster, but he still failed in the end.

Having taken the Auction House in Bartertown, Mihalis must now keep it. Thankfully, five of his sisters, who recently unlocked their 'cubi aspects, have come to help. All of them are members of the self-styled 'Sisters of Steel', and Alska, their leader, is with them. He's feeling good about the situation, as they're all experienced warriors.er eastward, you might just want to head in the opposite direction. However, this still leaves him with other problems.

The Spiritualist Grand Tournament has begun. Eryk Veiger is determined to win, not just so he can remove Grant Leucht from Kari’s and Fay’s lives for good, but also so he can request Kari’s freedom and allow Lin to walk in the sun without fear of being mistaken for a Demon Beast. He’s more determined than ever to prevent what happened in his past from happening again in his future. Yet someone working in the shadows is determined to make sure Eryk doesn’t succeed, even if that means assassinating him under the cover of night.

My father is alive. Xandra, the vampire queen, has taken me to his former home and revealed some part of his identity. But who he truly is remains a secret that will be revealed in time. The question is: will I be ready for it? Will my clan be ready for it? Will the world?

Steve and Ingrid have escaped the clutches of Athena, but Steve is still learning, both about his place in the world, and his capabilities...not to mention those of the creatures that surround him. Ingrid, too, must find her way in the new reality she finds her world has become, and the pair need a plan. Fortunately, Ingrid’s a lot brighter than Steve, and she’s had plenty of time to plan, to observe, and to build up a festering hatred of her "betters". Steve’s going recruiting—and harvesting. Greece is in for a hell of a surprise.