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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.

When Mark wakes up in a hospital bed beside a beautiful blonde nurse, he’s a little confused. When a dragon-man crashes into the room and threatens to kill them, he’s downright befuddled. When Mark turns the aforementioned blonde nurse into a dragon, he starts to understand. Mark isn’t in Chicago anymore. He’s in a fantasy world ruled by powerful dragon beings. Good thing he has the ability to turn women into dragons. And that’s only the beginning.

Vincent Pike always had an aversion to sunlight, one that required him to take pills so he could live a normal life in New York City. But when a date goes horribly wrong, he soon discovers that this sickness is because of his vampire heritage. In a matter of hours, Vince finds himself befriended by a woman who calls herself a Nightweaver, a special kind of vampire with lethal powers. This woman claims that Vince is not only a vampire, but a powerful one known as a Blood Lord.

John Devonte looked to the outskirts of the Draconic Empire for refuge. After adventuring for the past two decades–hunting monsters and collecting coin–he thought the town of Vismuth would provide some solace. Except what he discovered there was the beginning of the end. The Deadlands have come to life, and out of them pour bestial creatures that will devour all in their path. Luckily for John, he’s discovered that he’s a True Dragon. Not only that, but he can use the magic of Soul Gems, and with them, create his Wargear out of the beautiful women who fight alongside him.

We have a mission: to save the Universal Magic. To do so, I need to locate three other Creation Mages. There’s nowhere to find them except in the Infernal Realms, which means I’m going to have to meet with the very incarnation of evil: the devil. A journey into hell to meet with The Great Deceiver himself. How could it possibly go wrong?

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?

After our recent victory against Queen Titania’s forces, I thought my harem and I would get some time to relax. Maybe throw a few parties in my subspace and invite the finest from the Celestial and Infernal Academies. Turns out that the Beast of Revelation is on the loose, and it wants to eat the entire universe, starting with Hell itself. Someone needs to defeat the beast and put it back in its cage. And the Prince of Darkness has come to me for help.

The Phantom Sphere. It’s supposed to be a place of nothingness. It’s where the necromancers plotting to take over the world sent all the members of the Supernatural Agency. Now, my friends and I have stepped through a portal into the Phantom Sphere. What confronts us is something none of us could have expected. Saving the agents and bringing them back home is going to be harder that we thought.

It’s been four months since I defeated Ivan Grozny, King of the Nightlords. He ran off with his tail tucked between his legs, and no one has seen anything of the Nightlords since. The Dragon’s Hoard has not remained idle. Two of my mates are days away from giving birth to my children, and I’ve been slowly expanding and perfecting my base while hunting interlopers. I’m starting to think the Nightlords won’t be showing up again, but if there’s one thing about vampires, it’s that they’re hard to put down for good. Myself included.

The Shadow Nations man the Bronze Citadel. It’s going to take the combined might of the Mystocean Empire’s dragonmancers, the catmancers of Akrit, and the bearmancers of Vetrusca to bring them down. And, if we’re lucky, we’ll be joined by mancers from elsewhere in the world. But the Shadow Nations are not without their surprises, and a certain type of dragon could prove too difficult for even me, Mike Noctis the Dragon Breeder, to handle.

The 400-Year Holocaust: White America’s Legal, Psychopathic, and Sociopathic Black Genocide—and the Revolt Against Critical Race Theory examines and discusses factions of the legal history of anti-Blackness and Whiteness through colonialism and the United States, and its impacts on present-day America

Only a month ago, I found out that I was a mage. Then the Agency that was meant to teach me magic up and disappeared. Thankfully, I've made some friends who can help me learn how to use my new abilities. But with the Agency gone, the supernatural monsters that were kept at bay are plaguing Portland. Protecting the mundane world from monsters has now fallen to me...and it means I'll need more allies. I'll gather them from among those who live under bridges, stalk at night, or howl at full moons.

I now have my own clan, made up of five shifters and one mage. If we’re going to grow stronger, I’ll need to start making fat stacks of cash...by hunting monsters.

If I'm to save the Universal Magic, I need to find them. What I need to do with them isn't exactly fit for public consumption, but it's fundamental to who I am as a Creation Mage. I just have to slip into the castle, disguised as a noble, and snatch four other Creation Mages. All while avoiding the eyes of the Queen and the Arcane Council.

Did I always believe in magic? Not until today. Sure, I had seen my mother's ghost, but I'd managed to rationalize that. It wasn't until I was taken to some strange museum in Oregon and inducted into a supernatural agency that I truly believed. Then, something happened to the agency, and I was one of the last mages left in America. Now, I have to learn my peculiar magic all by myself. Well, not entirely by myself. I have a few beautiful women and a disgraced mage genius to help me figure out why my powers are so unique.

After fighting a troll in a back alley, I found out the supernatural was real. Then I discovered I'm a dragon shifter. Soon after, I learned I'm also a mage. Turns out this combination is incredibly rare, and now everyone wants a piece of me. Being a dragon, there's only one thing I want to do: gather my hoard. Power. Magic. Women. Riches. It's all going to be mine.

In an expected turn of events, the Arcane Council has got us in their sights. Where do we run to except the Spectral Realm? Where spirits with unfinished business go to party. There, we hope to take refuge in the Stronghold of my late parents. Except knowledge of this Stronghold is lost. And only one woman can tells us where it is: a bloodthirsty and drop-dead gorgeous pirate by the name of Isobel Galeflint.

After spending time with the bearmancers of Vetrusca, I have a new mission. It will take me into the heart of a desert land with a new kind of mancer, where the people are ruled by the iron fist of a tyrant. If there's one thing I love, it's mancer women, and if there's one thing I hate, it's tyrants.

I’ve been dual enrolled in both the Celestial and Infernal Academies for a few weeks. Things are going as you might expect: lots of training, lots of learning, lots of late night sessions in my subspace with my girls. But this brief period of normalcy couldn’t last long.

I have two legendary weapons at my disposal: Anna the Scythe and Lyra the Snake Spear. If I'm going to face the Hollow Frog Guild and Guildmaster Ji, then I'll need more weapons. And that means I'll be making more women into cultivators.