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Ben is really coming into his title of Draco Rex. Not only has he discovered a new species of dragon, but now Jemma has bonded to the baby fire-breather named Tirian. And there are more dragons out there just waiting to be found.

Ralph could be described as a rogue on a good day. A bad day involved a lot of cursing, calling him a pirate, or sometimes even having a shoot-out. It wasn't really his fault of course, or so he would have you believe. It was the fault of those who wanted to get in his way of making as much money as possible as a smuggler. His family had been gifted with a letter of marque for the Terran Confed, one that is inherited and has been passed down to him. Essentially, it gives him a lot of loopholes and ways through regulations to be a fantastic smuggler. Or as a legal pirate, a Privateer.

Tald is the first SalSha Peacemaker Candidate…ever. Some would say he’s not smart enough or good enough to be a Peacemaker, or that the uplift designed to make him a “Sha” failed in his case.

Towers to crush and a Fallen God to slay - what a time to be a cultivator. After killing a fabled beast at the Sky Tower, my vessels and I must return to the Grandmaster of Pine Mountain. There, we'll be pushed to the limit so we can unlock our fullest potentials. With Tig's knowledge of Acalia's lore, and the guidance of the Grandmaster, our party will go on a quest of unparalleled difficulty. The Sky Tower must fall, and the shadow that lives in its upper chambers along with it. Such a task will require every ounce of courage we can muster as well as the assistance of old allies.

For 130 years, Kreig Wiedermann has fought: first, as a teenage recruit for the Holy Order; then, as a soldier for the Empire; and most recently, as an immortal godlike warrior devoted only to avenging himself. The lust of combat is all he knows—until a portal opens on the battlefield and brings him back to the world from which he came. Despite the decades Kreig has survived in the Otherworld, only ten short years have passed on Earth, which means the life he considered lost forever might still be waiting for him. But rejoining humankind won’t be easy.

The price paid in the Sky Tower proved greater than I'd hoped. After banishing the avatar of a fallen god, my vessels well deserve their rest...and we'd all like a chance to grieve the fallen. Yet after an encounter with an assassin in Viatross, our group is bound to head south, far south to Ferendell. Cormac Alchemist IX has summoned me. The man wishes to take back Rael, the Divine Artifact he gifted Astra. Regardless of his desires, I've sworn to protect this land I love. So be it in peace or in battle, I will meet Cormac in the grand city of Ferendell.

Tex falls into a chasm and wakes up in a brutal, stone-age wilderness. Armed with a rifle and the skills of a bushman, he must survive against pterodactyls, bloodthirsty barbarians, and tyrannical sorcerers.

Life for Dan Westridge used to be easy. Used to be. His father was once one of the richest men in the City of Sacramento. So what if his parents never had time for him? Made him work weekends and after school? Only allowed him to date the "right" kind of women? He still had a pretty easy life.

Gabriel and the Shadow Foxes are running for their lives from the forces of Archmage Maderel. With time running out and an epic confrontation looming, Gabe will have to master his magical abilities and finally fulfill his promise of becoming the God of Magic in order to save the world. This is the final novel in the God of Magic series.

Jay has gotten his cluster to come together. But new challenges always appear. Most frustrating is an old crush from Earth joins them and throws questions into all of Jay's relationships. One truth remains. Their only hope is to grow stronger. To do that, they have to descend deeper into the dungeon. At the same time, Jay has to decide how he feels about the women in his life.

After he was killed and unceremoniously dumped into what he thought was a digital world, life has thrown Frank one curve after another. Now, he is starting to have questions about what is real and what isn't. He will have to walk his way between the worlds of adventurers and monsters, both of whom want things from him. His feelings run amok as he tries to figure out what hybrid intelligences dream about. Hopefully, along the way he can figure out what is happening, and learn to resist integration into the system by a mysterious AI (...which may not even be an AI at all).

Change is life. Consistency is a lie. Control is an illusion. Those are the words which greeted Tim upon his arrival in this new world which has become his home. They are the mantra that he has been forced to live. But are they true? Is there room for him to nudge his reality in the direction he wants to go? If he has to change so be it. He’ll ride the waves and make it work for him. This time he is determined to become Unstoppable.

Rico hungered for something more, eager for excitement. Fate led him to a goddess of opportunity. The divine teleports him to a planet filled with war, magic, and denizens of the deep.

You're back? And you want to know what happened next? Well okay then, pull up a chair, and I'll tell you what went down in Minot. Yes. North Dakota. That Minot. Just goes to show not all the strange is confined to the big city. We went up there looking for the missing daughter of a friend of mine, and wound up neck-deep in trouble when instead of the missing girl, we found a drug ring. And a mind-controlled cult. Ruse did something stupid, Cougs got jealous, Kahni caused trouble, I got arrested again, and by the end of it, half the town was gunning for my hide.

Learning to fight comes to Kyle like he is remembering something he had forgotten. Perhaps that makes sense as the reincarnated War God. But weapons skills are not enough; Kyle has to learn to work with a team. More than that, he doesn't even know who the real enemies are yet. All that is going to change though, and the heavens will shake as the War God makes his presence felt once again.

I was about to be promoted to Deputy Manager, when a strange voice—coming from a glowing gem I found in the stationery drawer—told me I was meant for more. Before my boss' eyes, I was transported to a fantasy world of mana and monsters. When I felled the foul beasts, the gem embedded in my hand absorbed their essence—a light that made me more adept with weapons. With a sword on my hip and an adorable apothecarist at my side, I’ll trek to the mysterious towers built by the evil witch king. We don’t know why he built them, but we think they’re the source of his power.

Lieutenant Bree “Ducky” Alcuin returned from her first contract and learned her best friend was missing, along with her entire merc company. When a trio of Flatar showed up and delivered a message—Rebel was alive and a captive of the Science Guild—Ducky decided to do whatever it took to get her back. Including calling in a certain favor token.

The Hell-Cursed have grown even stronger as they feed off the dead bodies left in the wake of humanity’s apocalyptic war for survival. Where there were once chaotic hordes now march undead armies with singular purpose. With this new threat looming on the horizon, leveling up may not be enough.

Thankfully, the spirit who reincarnated me modified my core with a rune of power. Now, each time I ascend to a higher level, I can add a new rune, enhancing my strength. But this gift was given with a condition; if I don’t climb and conquer the Towers of Acalia, this new world will fall into ruin. Plenty of obstacles stand in my way: raging spirit beasts, tower summoned monsters, rival cultivators. But by bonding myself to gorgeous women warriors, I can ascend and grow strong enough to take on the seven towers. Gods help anyone who stands in my way.

The crow hissed: "Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t cut your throat here and now. One single damn reason." The prince froze with fear and said nothing. At last, his behavior was logical. His facial features had lost any order. Shivering, he closed his eyes in expectation of certain death. But then there was a whispering. "Could there be three reasons maybe?" She suppressed the reflex to laugh—she hadn’t laughed aloud for years and was not sure if the muscles needed were even still functioning.