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I promise I haven’t gone rogue. New classes have started, and I’m already bored. Lenore and I are finally working regularly with Professor Grendel again, but something feels... off. It’s as if life has sped up, but we’re going in circles. The Disbelievers are still out there, destroying The Prophet’s work, and we aren’t moving fast enough to stop them. Just when I thought things couldn’t get any more frustrating, Bertrand asked me a very serious question. I wanted to say no. But then Vincent had a plan—and for some reason, I said yes.

Jimmy just wanted to live a normal life—until he found his girlfriend barely alive, bound in his own basement. As a clean-cut teenager, Jimmy does everything right: Gets good grades. Stays out of trouble. Keeps his head down. But there’s one thing he can’t control. With an addict mother chasing her next fix, a gluttonous father glued to the couch, twin siblings with unsettling closeness, and a cold-hearted uncle who delights in others' pain...

Set in a gritty, urban underbelly, Olive Green, Soaked in Red follows Joel and Daria, two young addicts scraping by in a rundown apartment, bound by shared despair and fleeting highs. Their fragile existence is disrupted by Phil, a volatile ex-con whose obsessive pursuit of his former lover, Claire, spirals into a dangerous game of vengeance. As Joel and Daria flee to a rural farm seeking refuge with a kind couple, the Saloans, they confront their demons—addiction, guilt, and the specter of Phil’s relentless stalking.

Der Landarzt des kleinen, beschaulichen Örtchens Gutt's Hill ist beunruhigt, da es in der letzten Zeit in der Region übermäßig viele geglückte Selbstmorde mit Schlafmittel gab. Ist das einfach nur ein Zufall oder könnte hinter einem davon ein waschechter Mord stecken? Zusammen mit seiner ebenso resoluten wie gewitzten Bekannten Mimi Rutherfurt nimmt er die Ermittlungen auf. Eine besonders heiße Spur führt die beiden schließlich in eine Tierklinik, in der Mimi geschickt einige Köder auslegt. Nicht ahnend, dass sie damit Ereignisse in Gang setzt, die sie nur kurze Zeit später an ihrem eigenen Verstand zweifeln lassen werden.

Phileas Fogg und dem Häftling Edmond Dantes ist die Flucht von der Gefängnisinsel Chateau d'If geglückt. Doch der Versuch, zur rettenden Küste zu schwimmen, scheitert katastrophal. Die Strömung zieht sie immer weiter auf das offene Meer hinaus. In letzter Sekunde taucht eine Brigg auf, die sie an Bord nimmt. Fogg und Dantes verschlägt es auf eine unbewohnte Insel, auf der Dantes? Aufzeichnungen nach ein Schatz vergraben ist. Doch schon bald stellen die Abenteurer fest, dass etwas auf der Insel nicht in Ordnung ist.

A unicorn walks into a bar...and leaves with my heart. He’s gone, and now, I have a unicorn-named-March-shaped hole in my life. But, I get it. Unicorns aren't meant to live in a world where they have to deal with putting gas in the car, getting groceries, and paying cell phone bills. I'm trying to get past this. Really, I am.

Seeing is believing. Why couldn't winter break be an actual break? My schedule's been packed with emotionally and mentally draining events for weeks. Lenore's birthday. Poe's birthday. A visit to the Prophets for Disaster Mitigation Center. I'm exhausted! On top of that, I learned that modern prophets don't work the way I had once thought, and the revelation has left me confused and full of spite. Shouldn't others' tragedies be approached with empathy? Isn't that what Poe deserved and what he would have wanted for us all?

Newly blessed (or cursed) with wings and fire, Prince Rhuun of the demon realm of Eriis sees hope for his life on the human world of Mistra with his fierce human lover, Lelet va'Everley. She literally went to hell and back to save him, and she's not about to let anything—or anyone—ruin their perfect future.

The school year is almost over, and I’ve got a few projects to wrap up before I can relax and enjoy the break. Thanks to a clumsy mishap, I’m all out of holiday cheer. We’ve also gotten more bad news about Theo, but I’m determined to help. I’m not sure if it will change things. It’s hard to tell if our destiny is really our own, or if we’re being pushed down a path by an outside force.

My name’s Aidan Grey. I’m a twelve—hold up—nearly thirteen-year-old student at P.O.E Academy, and I study the works of Edgar Allan Poe. My birthday is around the corner, but it’s hard to be excited with all this crushing anxiety. Anxiety over what, you ask? Well, it’s not because final exams are coming, and it’s definitely not because of the horrific incident at the Archives—although that, too, has me on edge. Something even more unnerving has been happening.

I won’t give up without a fight. The Prophet had an ugly little surprise in store, and now it haunts me, threatening my future at P.O.E. Academy. There are unspoken risks, and I’m not referring to Lenore’s “accident” this time. Everything I’ve been working toward could vanish in an instant. After what happened to Theo, we need to tread carefully. I wish that were our only concern. After some serious digging and nights without sleep, we think we’ve finally uncovered the place where Disbelievers have been recruiting students. We plan to sneak inside, gather some intel, and then get out.

Trust no one. My name's Aidan Grey. I'm a twelve-year-old student at P.O.E. Academy, where we study the works of Edgar Allan Poe. Since joining a super-secret study group, I’ve learned new things and met new people. But something doesn’t smell right, and it’s not last week’s leftover sandwich in my book bag. I’ve got a hunch that there’s more than meets the eye to this Vincent guy. So what if he has a powerful Kindred and can move about a room like a ghost? He’s friends with my cousin, and my cousin should be expelled for things he’s said about The Prophet.

Changing the future was never meant to be easy. My name's Aidan Grey. I'm a 12-year-old student at P.O.E. Academy, where we don't just study Edgar Allan Poe's works—we decode them. His stories aren't just literature; they're riddles and warnings. Prophetic clues are cleverly buried in every line. Find the right words, and you might change someone's fate.

A unicorn walks into a bar...except there are no unicorns or bars in the court of the Unseelie fae, which sucks because Marly could really use a drink. Honestly, going from human to vampire, to something not quite mortal would drive anyone to drink. Being hounded by a grudge-holding kitsune didn't help, either. But when the king of the Unseelie fae declared Marly his queen and the hope of his people, it seemed her troubles were over, and off they went to his magical kingdom in a reality-tv-worthy happily ever after.

Look, between what I’m pretty sure is premature senility and wanting to barf all the time, I’m barely hanging in there. At this point, I need a break after solving xeno murders, fighting murderous fox shifters, and my best friend nearly murdering me for…reasons.

On the barren, war-ravaged demon world of Eriis, the fierce queen Hellne fights to keep her people alive and her son Rhuun's heritage a secret. On the green and gentle human world of Mistra, demons have faded into myth. Only a handful of old men and fanatical children still guard The Door between the worlds.Different and shunned by his demon kin, Rhuun finds refuge in a book that tells of a human world of water and wonder.

Therapy, you say? Sign up Marly, the angry ex-Unseelie-fae-queen. Or how about Sasha, the bitter exiled-Unseelie-fae-king? And definitely Ruby, the mortal bartender who lost her heart when she found her memories of March, the unicorn shifter she loved. A good therapist would say learn to live with the consequences of choices, but Ruby isn't ready to accept that a choice she didn't even know she made landed March as the prisoner of the Seelie fae court. And Marly and Sasha have some feelings about reclaiming the throne of the Unseelie court.

Prince Rhuun has found acceptance among the humans on Mistra, something he could never have in the demon realm of Eriis, not even as heir to its throne. What's more, he has even found love with the prickly, passionate heiress, Lelet va'Everly. The idyll can't last. The prince has enemies who are after more than his throne. They are out for his blood…which holds the key to unsealing The Door between the two worlds, and the demons want in.