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The greatest [Mage] of Izril has not been seen in eight years. Yet, like the King of Destruction, it is time to awaken. However, the Archmage of Izril is not quite asleep, and not quite awake. Is she trapped, or is there more going on? No one knows, for not a single person who has gone to see her has ever returned. Yet the Wind Runner of Reizmelt is drawn to adventures and magic like bees to blue fruit juice. With her new friend, Fierre, Ryoka Griffin is about to do a Courier's task, and magic is rising across the world.

After months of sticking his head in the sand—sometimes literally—Fischer is finally ready to learn the secrets of the Kallis Realm . . . just in time for some of his followers to start hoarding them. Talk about infuriating. Still, there's much to be grateful for. The world's chi is growing stronger every day, leading to unique awakenings, strange creations, and unexpected allies for Fischer and the gang. Not to mention some downright absurd changes to Tropica's sea life.

THE PRICE WE PAY.Sacrifice the goddess to save humanity, or sacrifice humanity to save the goddess? …What kind of sadist would throw the entire world into chaos with an impossible choice like that?! D, obviously. The head honchos of the Word of God religionare doing all they can to tip the...

Coming soon! The crew is back for book 12 in the Leveling Up series.

He didn’t log in to be a Hero, or go on a grand adventure. He logged in to survive. On the brink of death, a burned-out late-thirty-something is offered one last chance at life through experimental early access to a full-dive VRMMO. The price is simple: he can’t log out. When the system sends him into the world years before launch, he becomes something no developer planned for: a seemingly permanent inhabitant, living inside the game long before players arrive. While future adventurers dream of fame and leaderboards, he chooses a quieter path.

My friend was abducted by a werewolf, so I went looking for her—and ended up mated to one too. Because this isn't the first time I've been trapped in a mate bond with some guy I don't know. But this guy is different. He's shy. Sweet, too. I find myself having fun teasing him. And talking to him. And just hanging out with him. Fate made him my second chance, and honestly? I think it might actually be right this time.

Before he was Slifer, supreme elder of the Black Rose Sect, he was Zack, devourer of junk food. Then the pudgepot relocated into the body of a top-tier cultivator, which he used to gain power while trying to reform the various evil demonic sects of his new home into something a bit less, well, demonic. It hasn't been easy. Especially since the Great War between the demonic and righteous sects broke out for realsies. These days, Slifer has his hands full keeping his secret identity secret, collecting System cards, and holding the "good guys"—especially the fearsome, enigmatic Lady Chi—at bay.

End game. This is it—everything the humans have been working on will either save them… or lead to every last human being dying. Warren's good with that. What he's not good with is Ani, Raven, Andy, Louise, and Buck dying. Warren is not good with that. He's not fighting for the world—he's fighting for them. Lucky for the world… It's the same thing. Time to suit up and head out. The end of the world awaits!

Deep in the mountains, The Oncoming Storm finally finds the other Storm Casters. However, learning to control her powers turns out to be more difficult than she expected. In order to improve, she needs someone to train her but that comes at a cost. On the other side of the continent, the stars...

After conquering dungeons and finally getting some leverage over the gods ganging up on him, Mukohda sets his sights on the domestic life. With his new palatial manor fully staffed with trustworthy servants and guards, it seems like as good a time as any to focus on building up his long-neglected business of selling Japanese goods in this otherworld. But he’s suddenly found himself in the sights of an unscrupulous competitor, backed by a shady lesser noble, who is after the secrets of his luxurious soaps and hair treatments.

In the game, I've become the right hand of the Goddess of Death, and in real life, a board member of a major Corporation. Sounds cool, right? Except now there's a bounty on my head, while in the game, the AI is devouring players' minds. If I don't solve this mystery soon, I'll be next. To win...

The new book in the witty, action-packed WORLD'S STRONGEST WARRIOR LitRPG series, perfect for fans of DUNGEON CRAWLER CARL and HE WHO FIGHTS WITH MONSTERS, where Chuck encounters an undead nightmare and must do what he does best - cleave through them all one by one. Chuck Taylor didn’t ask to...

With another dungeon behind them, Mukohda and party (and Elrand for some reason) take a well-deserved rest to collect themselves before hitting the road again. And now, with many more levels, Mukohda has earned another new Tenant. But Mukohda doesn’t have time to sit back and enjoy it, nor to...

Um die Zukunft zu retten, muss Alex die Geheimnisse der Vergangenheit lüften. Nach einem schrecklichen Kampf hat Alex Roth mehr Fragen als Antworten. Während der Ravener immer aggressiver wird, müssen Alex und seine Begleiter unter großen Schwierigkeiten die Wahrheit über Thamelands Zyklus herausfinden. Dank eines alten Feindes haben sie jedoch eine Spur, der sie folgen können, die sie aber in die Tiefen der dunkelsten Höllen führen wird. Um sich vorzubereiten, muss Alex den anderen Helden von Thameland gegenüber enthüllen, wer er wirklich ist, und die Konsequenzen tragen.

So… as it turns out, I really am Lucifer’s Daughter. Hell’s Heir. And—you guessed it—the next Queen of the Damned. But what if I don’t want to rule? With the imp in hiding, and Josh gone from this world, I still wasn’t safe. Not by a long shot. Dear ol’ Dad didn’t just pass on his legacy and mark. He also passed on all of Hell’s problems, and that means his enemies, are now mine. Fortunately for me, I have the Four Horsemen, my banshee best friend, and a pissed off raccoon on my side. But now I have the beast to contend with.

The Green Dungeon thrived. Despite the Council's attempt to destroy her, Jennifer Conners, a Blue World soul, remained a viable Dungeon Core in Green World. With the defeat of Werner Oswaldo, Jennifer had leveled up. Her human experience and Garden Core existence made for a unique outlook on dungeons. She filled her garden with Green World people and Blue World items. She built her floors, mobs, and traps with an exhilaration she'd never felt as a human.

After living in Hell for a year, I might have to amend the saying "Hell is other people" to "Hell is other people's family." Specifically, my dear demon husband's family, AKA my infernal in-laws. Even more specifically, Lucifer, my grandfather-in-law. In a revelation surprising exactly no one...

Turns out bath bombs are actually magical portals. Or at least, in the hands of Master Mage Declan, they became portals. Even he’s not sure why. Said magical portal connects to Ross’s bath tub. Which means this is also now the Unholy Trifecta’s problem because Ross absolutely refuses to deal with portal magic by himself. Thanks muchly.

Theo had thought that after saving the city of Rosewind (again…) he would finally be done with all his adventuring nonsense. Sadly, the universe had a different opinion. Stretched between organizing the most spectacular wedding the world has ever seen and being a reluctant participant in a mage tower contest, the dungeon must shuffle between magic, city planning, and petty politics in order to maintain its cover.

He’s taken on an apprentice, started a family, and somehow kept the city from falling apart. But Everson Croft's greatest trials are still ahead. Ancient gods are maneuvering, a shadow realm grows darker and more dangerous, and demonic forces are massing for a final reckoning.

After a wild dash across the Mandalas on the continent of Kaldara, Jane is one step away from her goal. But the path ahead is perilous. She must travel through the realm of the dwarves, now under siege by the deadly critch. Worse, the System has devised its own answer to her growing power in the form of Jane King Slayers.

Valour and Petrichor are esteemed members of the Order of Axsten, an assassin’s guild tasked with keeping order in the rough city of Vinterstock. Plucked from the streets as children and raised to compete for their guild’s approval, Valour uses her brawn to survive, while Petrichor strives to be a gentleman assassin.

Afro Samurai meets The Sword of Kaigen in this anime-inspired novella. This is no revenge story. I ain’t got time for that. I’ve got errands to run and things to do and barely enough time to make it home before sundown. I don’t care why folks are going around stealing ink. I don’t care why the monks are acting kinda strange. I don’t care that everybody is expecting me to save them. I might be a Sistah Samurai but those days playing hero were back when my knees didn’t ache, and I wasn’t the only one left. So leave me alone.

Katherine and Imogene are done with their criminal past—honestly. They’ve traded in their outlaw lifestyle for seaside views, knitting projects (strictly non-magical), and only the occasional pub brawl (entirely accidental). But when an old friend begs them for help, they're back in the game. Their last heist—the one they botched all those years ago—needs finishing. And fast.

Welcome to The Albino Hippo – An Apocalyptic Zombie Dance-Off — a high-octane absurdist comedy blending the chaos of Zombieland, the sarcasm of The Office, and the cosmic humor of Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.