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With great assets comes great responsibility. Daniel Hunt is beginning to learn this better than most. With a friend's life in the balance, Daniel will do anything to save her and bring those who harmed her to justice. Information about the Relics on Earth is about to be revealed, and with it, a discovery that puts everyone in jeopardy. To make matters worse, Rival Mercer is on the loose. And that nut job is bound to cause a little havoc.

When a driver crashes near his classic car shop, retired soldier John Tyler lends aid. He soon learns of more serious and deadly crimes happening nearby. The injured man turns up again asking for Tyler’s help. He’s in over his head with the wrong people. When the two barely survive an ambush, Tyler knows he needs to act.

Home, for Joel Briggs, is the old New England farmhouse on winter road. From the front porch, he listens to the barred owls or watches the towering Christmas tree lit up in the yard. It's a quiet road, kind of like his life. Quiet. Until Faye Weston walks right into it.

The book, the cup, the sword; ancient alien relics buried on Earth have been recovered. But before they can be put to use, two old friends must be saved. Angelica and Jax codenamed Angel and Spartan have been gone since the end of the Voy invasion. With no communication received from the two original members of the Pack Protocol, the search begins. Daniel will lead a team to discover the truth and the nightmare that waits for them.

Dylan Kline, salesman extraordinaire, eyes Saturn's moons as his ultimate cosmic jackpot. As global attention turns towards the first launch of the billionaire's ambitious project, the stakes could hardly be higher. Kline's advanced rocketry has finally enabled heavy long-distance transit, opening up a new frontier of unimaginable revenue opportunities.

Mistakes. Everyone in the New England beach town of Stony Point has made one. Some mistakes are as big as the blue depths of Long Island Sound. Others, as small as a speck of sand. Some mistakes make their presence known, like the call of the gulls feeding on the bluff. Then there are the mistakes that whisper like the slightly swaying marsh grasses. More than anyone, Jason Barlow is ready to admit his mistake. But is it too late?

Daniel Hunt and the group of survivors around him he calls family, have a new battle to face. Two of the three ancient Relics have been found and everyone wants them. The book opens portals to other dimensions. The cup grants eternal life and has been safeguarded by a fraternal order of knights, until now.

With huge funding behind them, ChronoTonic claims to have achieved the impossible. The corporation is pushing its new machine — a time machine — as the solution to Earth's problems. I'm just not buying it. They want to buzz forward in time, pick up a few technological advancements, and buzz back to apply them in the here and now. They say we can save lives and reduce suffering by learning the lessons of the future — today.

When a druid is stranded on a world where science and superpowers rule, he’ll need every trick in his grimoire to survive their Superpowered War! After becoming the world’s most wanted fugitive, The Druid did what any self-respecting supervillain would do… He joined Earth’s most notorious league of supercriminals. Not that he is a villain, mind you. But when you’re being hunted by every superhero on the planet, you do what’s necessary to get by.

Colin is a druid on a mission. Namely, traveling to an alternate dimension where technology rules, to snag the tech he needs to save his friends in the Hellpocalypse timeline. At first, it sounds simple. He’ll slip through the timestreams, do a little sightseeing, and go home. Heck, it might even be fun to visit a world where actual superheroes exist. But for creation’s unluckiest druid, nothing is ever easy. When things go horribly wrong, Colin finds that his magic is almost completely on the fritz.

He is living proof life can suck. Scraping by paycheck to paycheck, this desperate "nice guy" is hungry for any break. And after John Hunter learns his fiancée is dumping him, his roommate is a vampire, and LA is infested with; werewolves, magic, fairies, and witches, a paid gig to hunt down a rogue chimera seems like his last shot.

Daniel Hunt finds himself on the run from the very people he had vowed to protect. The corrupted, new Vice-Chancellor wants him dead and will stop at nothing to see the job done. Even if it means contracting assassin syndicates from the Moon and beyond. Now more than ever, Daniel has to rely on those he calls family. With the new alien threat, known only as the Darkening in front of him and the Galactic Government's Battle Bots chasing close behind, he must pull out all the stops.

Pilfered pegasi, magic marauders, and a cursed clock ticking down to a Celtic Armageddon. Could things get any worse for this irreverent, gun-slinging druid master?

In a shocking twist, a day goes so wrong and alters the lives of several beach friends in its wake. All that's left is to pick up the pieces. And each individual does in ways unexpected. One sheds tears. Some offer a shoulder, an embrace. One tries to help, only to hit a brick wall. One finds difficult acceptance. Still one harbors deep, stinging regret. Where do they go from here?

If I’m to restore the druids to their former glory, I’ll need a safe place to train my recruits. Ideally, someplace where they won’t get curb-stomped by the gods. I can’t think of a better place to hide out than an alternate timeline where the gods and fae are too busy fighting a civil war to bother with little old me. So, it’s time to head back, settle old scores, clear the alternate timeline Earth of the undead, and plant some new druid groves.

Behind every cottage door is a liar. Look past the tended lawns and screened windows open to the sea breeze and dusky porch lights shining on waning summer nights. And listen closely. Are those whispers of swaying marsh grasses? Or hushed secrets floating in the salt air? Walking the sandy roads, it's hard to tell. There. There's the imposing Barlow cottage on the bluff. Elsa's shingled inn by the sea. The Fenwicks' last-standing cottage on the sand. Cliff's ramshackle beach trailer. Celia's tucked-away guest cottage.

Celia Gray finds herself house-sitting a silver-shingled cottage at Stony Point. She arrives with her guitar, a few staging jobs ... and a bit of summertime sadness. That is, until an unforgettable group of beach friends draws her in like a breath of salt air. Sal DeLuca heard the words in a dream: Take me to the sea. So after a decade of demanding work, he takes his first vacation in years.

During two August weeks, denim designer Maris Carrington and coastal architect Jason Barlow prepare for their much-anticipated wedding. Guests arrive early, turning keys in charming cottage doors to begin their New England summer escape. The wedding is a reason for old friends to gather again; to meet in their shabby beach hangout and get the jukebox cranking; to walk that weathered boardwalk beneath a starry sky; to breathe the sweet salt air. "Cures what ails you," one of the friends, Neil, always said long before his life was sadly claimed. But his legacy was not.

When you're the king of the mountain, everyone wants to see you fall. He’s secured all three Relics. All problems solved, right? Wrong. Monsters from the Gate roam deserted Earth and Daniel Hunt is first in line to chase them down. Meanwhile, an invisible enemy increases its hold on the human race; infecting one by one as it spreads across the population. This alien pandemic soon reaches those closest to Daniel.The Galactic Government looks to W.O.L.F. led by Daniel Hunt for help in their darkest hour. Will the aid of the Relics be enough?

After years of pursuing a denim design career, Maris Carrington never imagined trading her Chicago studio for a New England shingled cottage. But a forgotten home movie tucked inside a dusty attic box leads to an unexpected summer ... One of uncovering family secrets while settling her father's estate, one of inheriting a forlorn German shepherd, one of reconnecting with old friends on a weathered boardwalk, beneath starlit skies on a beach nestled in a crook of the Connecticut coast.