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Richard Royal has escaped death, but it came at a price: a favor to one of the masters of his dystopian theocracy. Three years later, the favor has come due, and he must return to Generica Online. Once more, he must become a dragon. But even with such power at his command, his troubles are Legion. Surrounded by foes and questionable allies, and stuck defending a cold and lonely site of incredible occult significance, there may be no way out.

Born into oppression, Siena is an ordinary young woman, until an act of defiance leaves her scarred and marked as a rebel. She's sold to Ero, a fallen Krey with a desperate plan to redeem his once-powerful family. He intends to enhance slaves by altering their genetic code, increasing their value through an illegal experiment. Reklin, a bone-armored soldier, hunts them both. His orders come from a mysterious source, but his loyalty to the Empire has no limits.

Thirteen-year-old New Yorker Rory Hennessy can see things no one else can. When a magician's trick opens his eyes to Mannahatta, Rory finds an amazing spirit city coexisting alongside modern-day Manhattan. A place where Indian sachems, warrior cockroaches, and papier-mƒch‚ children live...

My end goal's been the same from day one, and that is to build my Merchant Empire. Although I've now become the new Governor of Karlton—a position I had to accept to appease the King and keep Lord Reinley in power—unfortunately, that did nothing to advance my plans. What I need is to unlock the Merchant Class, but the requirements are steep to say the least. If I do have the infrastructure needed, as well as the levels, I'm far from generating enough revenue to qualify. And that's a bummer because I'm currently sitting on a good chunk of XP that I saved for after I've gained my new class.

Before Kaen can win a battle—much less a war—he must learn how to harness the incredible energy of his lifestone, and identify who is friend and who is foe as others join his cause. Trained by the aging Elies and his dragon, Tharnok, Kaen and his own dragon, Pammon, urge each other harder and higher with every practice run, all in service of the fight that is ultimately Kaen's destiny.

Family visits? Check. The dreaded finale on the horizon? Double-check. And to top it off, with Dawn missing, my mind's a mess. I can't shake her from my thoughts, and I've got looming eliminations breathing down my neck. Now I'm stuck at a crossroads – do I cling to the ghost of what we had, or do I dive into something new in the final weeks? Just when I think things can't get crazier, I tumble into the arms of an old love, throwing my heart into a wild tailspin.

Kennedy Cole's life stalled one year ago after she tragically lost her mom. She abandoned her plans to finish college and quit working for her family's professional hockey team, the Palmer City Wolves. She's finally ready to move forward with Wolves star player Justin Ward at her side, but when he's traded to another team, he hightails it out of town, leaving Kennedy behind.

Nathanial Kane had read it all before. It said they had centuries. The demons arrived in ten years. He'd been counted among the strongest. It had all been for nothing. He'd witnessed Earth's end. While dying, Nathan reviewed the only unique spell he'd ever found in the tower. He cast Rebirth.

Three King Heirs battle to protect their dynasty, but will love send them straight to the penalty box?

It's all part of the marketing game—fake hate—unless she falls for her ex again . . . Hailey Moreno has many regrets about letting her family down since her father's death. But breaking up with her secret boyfriend years ago after his father underhandedly tried to buy her family's hot-air...

Two years ago, the perfect woman walked into my life—on the arm of my brother. From the moment I saw Trinity Lane, I wanted her. Despite the absolute contempt I have for my brother, there's a code, one I won't break. Not even the night she lands on my doorstep a quivering wreck and refuses to tell me a damn thing… Or when he comes looking for her with guilt in his eyes. Sometimes, our choices have a habit of exploding in our faces. None more so than the one I made by letting her walk away. It's the last mistake I'll make. I'll shatter all the rules to keep her safe—and keep us both alive.

Wanted: Companion for a reclusive billionaire. Apply online now. It should be so easy. A twelve-month contract with a fat bonus at the end—providing I don't quit. Except when something looks too good to be true, it usually is. Little did I know how interwoven my life is with his. Saving him...

If I wrote an autobiography about my life right now, I’d call it Blackmailed by the Billionaire. Ruthless, callous, and self-serving are the nicest words to describe the powerful CEO who wants what’s mine. He’ll use any method at his disposal to emerge victorious—including coercion. Too bad. He’ll soon learn I’m not like the others he’s manipulated to bend to his will. Those bully tactics won’t work on me. He has nothing of worth to offer. Until tragedy strikes and, like a vulture, he swoops in and rips apart my life.

What’s your worst day ever? Mine is getting fired and discovering my boyfriend cheating on me on the same day. At least, I thought that was as bad as it could get. It turns out I was wrong. Only someone with my kind of luck could arrive at an interview for a job I desperately need and then discover my potential new boss is the guy I drunk-kissed the other night. An unsolicited—and unwanted—kiss if the way he recoiled is any indication. I don’t expect him to offer me the job as a nanny to his seven-year-old daughter. I mean, who wants a drunken harlot taking care of something so precious?

Have you ever loved anyone so much that you’d give them up at the expense of your own happiness? No? Well, I did. Okay, that’s not the first lie I’ve ever told myself. I fought tooth and nail for the only man I’ll ever love, but in the end, I had to concede defeat. Even now, seven years later, the cruel words Ryker uttered the morning after he took my virginity still wield the power to shatter the remains of my heart. Yet fate has a way of shaping our lives. No matter how hard we fight for a different outcome.

My name is Haldin Raish. Legionnaire. And the High General just murdered my parents. My dad was well respected in the Legion. Always had a reputation for doing the right thing, no matter the cost. He was a good man. And whatever he stumbled onto got them both killed. Messily. Now, that red-eyed thing is coming for me. It walks like the High General. Talks like him, too. But it's not. Human beings don't shirk off gunfire and smack grown men across the room like that. Not even High Generals. And he's not the only one.

Reeling in the aftermath of the White Tower incident, Haldin Raish is struggling to get by. What he needs is time, peace and quiet, and probably the ear of an attentive soothsayer. But the raknoth have other plans... Across Enochia, terror reigns. Civilians are disappearing. Monstrous hybrids roam the land, attacking faster than the Legion can keep up. Across Enochia, the raknoth are winning.

In the wake of the hybrid massacres, a devastated Enochia looks to their leaders for answers. From the safety of his White Tower, the High Cleric gives them. "Look no further than to those who upset Enochia's natural order to begin with," he says. "Look no further than to Haldin Raish, and his demonic ilk."

Kline and Georgia Brooks are fresh off their wedding and ready to indulge in the honeymoon of a lifetime. Luxurious and private, their overwater bungalow in the South Pacific is the perfect backdrop for fun, sun, and enough sexiness to necessitate a dip in the clear water to cool down. But marriage means more, and Kline and Georgia may have to find a different way to handle the heat.

They were expecting boredom. They got a bloodbath. Outpost Four was supposed to be a quiet rotation—babysit a radar dish in the frozen mountains and count the days. But when Bravo Team arrives, they find the base in ruins. No signs of life. No signs of Alpha Team. Only wreckage . . . and...