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After narrowly escaping certain death, James, Claire, and Beth have taken refuge in his luxurious mansion. Their goals are simple: fortify his mountainside home into a base of operations and, with some luck, survive. Fortunately for him, he has two beautiful women to help.

My father was a universe-hopping monster hunter. And he learned too late that by killing monsters across the multiverse, he was doing more harm than good. Now, armed with a sentient castle and a team of gorgeous monster ladies, I’m going to undo his damage. A werewolf, a Halloweeny catgirl, a vampire, a ghost, and a demon—the monsters that my father would have killed have become my partners...and more. But nothing worth doing comes easy. I’m going to sweat, bleed, fight, and kill my way toward my destiny of saving the multiverse by rescuing these quirky women—and nothing’s going to stop me.

The Phase Titan now has six Harmonics, but Ethan is just one man with no way to wipeout the worldwide infestation. Moonshot experiments risk unintended consequences. Worse, an alien fleet prepares to turn Earth into a radioactive wasteland—not to stop the Swarm, but to prevent Ethan from gaining more power. Faced with two converging apocalypses, Ethan and his Harmonics will need brains, brawn, and all the Psy they can get their hands on. The question is if they can handle it.

Welcome to Dragons & Damsels! Come, come, have a seat. We have a special treat for you. Look behind me—do you see those names on the wall? Yes, I see you recognize some of them. They've given me something wondrous, wondrous indeed. Right here in this tome are tales that are meant to excite, arouse, and sate a listener's soul with action, lust, and adventure.

It started out just like any other job, stealing an artifact of unknown origin for a beautiful client. Turns out, that client was literally not of this world, and the artifact was the key to the kind of life I'd only seen on the screen.

The Swarm is mortal. Ethan, with the help of his Harmonics, destroyed one outbreak and harvested its power. The problem? Ethan wasn’t Earth’s first Phase Titan, and his predecessors did him no favors by scattering the Titan armaments.

Lich is the newest Dungeon Core to grace the world. But he doesn’t conform to the usual four energy types—nor Air, nor Earth, nor Fire, nor Water. Instead, he is a Soul Core. Glimpses of his previous life haunt his dreams but offer clues to solving the mystery of his bizarre magical affinity. Memories of an undead city, burning light, and an order of terrible crusaders fill his thoughts.

The experiment’s final stage is here, an apocalyptic Swarm ravenous for biomass and Psy. Its arrival wakes a dormant extraterrestrial artifact that seizes Ethan and transforms him into something more than human. Phase Titan—the title means nothing to Ethan or his scientist companion. But to the alien babe he finds fighting the local warlord the Titans are legendary warriors, a myth that she came to Earth chasing, and the only hope for stopping the Swarm.

Despite doing everything in his power to overcome the association with his father, his job at the NSA was shrouded by suspicious looks and doubt. When his mother is killed, he flees the US and takes a job with Eidolon, working as the communications lifeline for the team. For the first time, he’s found a purpose and a brotherhood that fills the empty corners of his life. Yet, he still yearns to uncover the truth about his mother’s death, and his father’s part in it.

James was no one special. That all changed when he became an overnight millionaire. After building a mansion and leaving his past life behind, James is finally free. Living in a massive home on top of a large mountain range has perks, but it doesn't help with crippling loneliness. With his financial worries gone, he sets his eyes on a local waitress named Beth in hopes to explore a possible relationship. But the world was about to change forever.

The Grim, the post-mortem chaperone who collected me, is the crankiest Death in the greater Kansas City area. Understandable, since her job is to bag the souls of the worthless and rotten. Apparently I'm so crummy they made me her apprentice. There are so many other kinds of Death, and of all of them, I get lassoed to Miss Buzzkill, who loves to remind me I'm hers with her big green gargoyle finger, pointing and giving me her spooky come-hither. As the Grim's new involuntary Lackey, some of the rules are easy.

Dungeons are a lot like sea turtles. They’re born in clutches of dozens, if not hundreds. A 100 may be born at one time, buried in still-burning cities, in forests where the canopy hides the sky, or in ocean trenches at the bottom of the sea. But, only one in a clutch ever makes it to the surface. Everyone knows about dungeons - monstrous factories that emerge out of the earth, full of riches and Arcana and power - and monsters.

Take a space-pirate, inspired by a long-ago Dark Lord. Take a long period of quarantine within the tiny confines of a stolen starship. Now, take 42 busted, broken, or overbearing tropes of fantasy and science fiction. One by one, the Dark Lord twists each into a strange shape and uses it to tell a new story - many of them disgracefully funny, some rather dark, and none of them suitable for vulnerable minds such as yours. Jeff Mach brings tight, interesting, usually satirical, often quite twisted stories, to light a fire in your belly like whiskey, and light a whiskey on fire.

In a world of angels, demons, vampires, shifters, and magic, Alec, a regular mortal is thrust into a world that’s been hidden to every race but witches. With nothing more than his wits and an old book, Alec volunteers himself to help Celadon, a stranger he found injured in an alley, complete her Blood Trials. The three trials set Alec and Cel on a mission of death, secrets, and blood. Will they make it out alive or fall victim to whoever has the hidden agenda of the missions they’ve been set on?

Even on a world where everyone lives forever and abilities are god-like, there's always one who struggles to keep up. His name is Bernie. More than anything, young Bernie wants to be a great universe builder like his father. In school he learned to build suns and planets and to create life. When he gets the chance to build his own universe, Bernie finds it full of problems: mysterious asteroids, unexplained volcanoes, and shifting continents, all threatening to destroy his beautiful planet.

Mark Peter - middle-aged, soft belly, weed wacker haircut - likes the quiet life. Any day spent indoors eating frozen pizzas, painting RPG figures in the basement, and feeding his scruffy cat is a good day. The problem is the outside world. When Mark touches certain things, he draws. Sometimes, it’s a little boy lost in the woods and sometimes, a throw pillow held tight against a grandmother’s face as she scratches at gloved hands.

Satanic panic, a mass hysteria created in the 1980s, has returned to a small college town in the Midwest. Ritualistic murders and the presence of the occult have bled below the surface of the town in the form of icy accidents and other coincidences. And when three lifelong friends find themselves on the radar of a killer - and leader of a satanic cult - they must fight for what's good without being seduced by the evil that possesses their campus.

Healer Sean Danet is immortal - a fact he has cloaked for centuries, behind enemy lines and now a paramedic’s uniform. Having forgotten most of his distant past, he has finally found peace - and love. But there are some things you cannot escape, however much distance you put behind you.

The first of upcoming new author J.P. Willie's horror novels, Blood in the Woods is based upon disturbing real-life events that took place in 1990s Louisiana. For Jody, growing up in the late '80s and early '90s in the small Louisiana town of Hammond with his best friend Jack was filled with wonderful childhood memories.

Something is listening to the prayers of St. Paul’s United Church, but it’s not the god they asked for; it’s something much, much older. A quiet Sunday service turns into a living hell when this ancient entity descends upon the house of worship and claims the congregation for its own.