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A mysterious signal from deep space may hold humanity’s last chance of survival. And could reveal the ultimate truth of human origins. The race to unravel the secrets of the Atlantis world has begun.

More than a decade after Kelley Armstrong first opened the doors to the Otherworld, fans are still clamoring for more. In response to their demands - and to coincide with the Syfy Network show based on the series - Plume has signed up three Otherworld anthologies, each of which revolves around a different theme. The second in the trilogy, Otherworld Secrets, features fan favorites such as Cassandra, Savannah, and Adam in rare and never-before-published short stories - plus a brand new novella.

The only thing more beautiful than Beyoncé is God, and God is a black woman sipping rosé and drawing a lavender bath, texting her mom, belly laughing in the therapist's office, feeling unloved, being on display, daring to survive. Morgan Parker stands at the intersections of vulnerability and performance, of desire and disgust, of tragedy and excellence. Unrelentingly feminist, tender, and ruthless, these poems are an altar to the complexities of black American womanhood in an age of non-indictments and déjà vu.

Rose is a sweet, innocent little flower...and we’re about to claim her. Together. We’re rough, rugged, and rock-hard. Living alone on this mountain means fending for yourself, facing the elements, and handling whatever nature can throw at you. Like a girl, in the middle of nowhere, half frozen to death.

Dubbed a voice of her generation, poet and writer Morgan Parker has spent much of her adulthood in therapy, trying to square the resonance of her writing with the alienation she feels in nearly every aspect of life, from her lifelong singleness to a battle with depression. She traces this loneliness to an inability to feel truly safe with others and a historic hyperawareness stemming from the effects of slavery.

Ivory’s life changes irrevocably when she discovers the body of Cabrina Brite on the sands of Cape Morning, along with a mysterious poem. How did she die, and why does it seem she was trying to swim to Ghost Cat Island, the center of so many local mysteries? Desperate to uncover the answers surrounding Cabrina’s death, and haunted by her discovery, Ivory begins to see the pale ghost of Cabrina, only to shake it off as a mere hallucination. But Ivory is not alone.

I may be a virgin, but Cooper knows my naughty side. When he offers to be my sex guru, there’s no turning back. Suddenly, ball gags, threesomes, and fetishes are all I can think about. This no-strings-attached arrangement is suddenly turning into more for me. Only problem? Cooper is a player, and in his eyes, I’m just the girl next door. I need to be more than a kinky virgin. I need to be his.

Trapped in sunny, stifling, small-town suburbia, 17-year-old Morgan knows why she's in therapy. She can't count the number of times she's been the only non-white person at the sleepover, been teased for her "weird" outfits, and been told she's not "really" black. Also, she's spent most of her summer crying in bed. So there's that, too. Lately, it feels like the whole world is listening to the same terrible track on repeat - and it's telling them how to feel, who to vote for, what to believe. Morgan wonders, when can she turn this song off and begin living for herself?

We served our country in an elite military unit for years, and now nothing is too hard for us - we’re rich, rough, and ripped, and we’re up for anything. So when Bianca is threatened by a mysterious but powerful stalker, we volunteer to keep the gorgeous, innocent princess safe and sound. Hidden away in a cabin, deep in the forest, she’s safe from prying eyes and from anyone who’d want to do her harm. There’s only one thing the untouched princess isn’t safe from - us.

Ten seconds. That’s how long it took for me to decide that this early morning diner waitress was going to be the next lucky girl to hop onto my princely d*ck. Yeah, I was hungover as f*ck and still wearing last night’s tuxedo, but that’s never exactly been a problem. Most of the time I don’t even have to ask. His Royal Hardness has a reputation that precedes the rest of me, though not by much - and girls from all over the kingdom and just dying for a ride. Not her. This girl runs away, and I’m left standing there like an *sshole.

She has a body that makes men beg. I had to have her. I didn't realize one night with her would be a drug - one I'd crave over and over. Katie's past brings me to her door. I should walk away. I can't. My president asked me to do this job and, technically, I am. I'm doing her against the wall, in the shower, on the counter, the table, and, occasionally, even the bed. The heat between us is intense and white-hot like an open flame. I can't walk away, even for my president, the man I swore to follow into hell.

Poetry. Literary nonfiction. Fiction. Drama. LGBTQIA studies. Women's studies. Compiled in one book for the first time, featuring both new and out-of-print pieces, the contents of The Judy Grahn Reader span four decades of work by the prominent writer and activist. This volume contains writing from every phase of Judy Grahn's career, including poems from all of her major poetry collections, a number of her groundbreaking essays, as well as selected fiction and the full-length play The Queen of Swords.

Magical Negro is an archive of black everydayness, a catalog of contemporary folk heroes, an ethnography of ancestral grief, and an inventory of figureheads, idioms, and customs. These American poems are both elegy and jive, joke and declaration, songs of congregation and self-conception. Focused primarily on depictions of black womanhood alongside personal narratives, the collection tackles interior and exterior politics - of both the body and society, of both the individual and the collective experience.

“I’ve never had an orgasm, okay?” It’s the last thing I thought I’d hear from my best friend’s little sister. Princess Aurora is sweet, innocent, untouched, and totally pure - I never thought I’d hear her say the word orgasm at all. Now that I have, I can’t think about anything else. I’ve had dozens of women, but every time I close my eyes I imagine what Aurora would look like underneath me, biting her lip and gasping for breath. What she’d look like naked, face flushed with pleasure. What she’d look like as she screamed my name, nails dragging down my back.

'Every man's a gambling man, don't you think?' Tony Peterson is a lucky man. He's just caught the last train back to Collinsport. It's been a good day - he's renewed an old friendship and been offered a job he cannot refuse. His life is about to change. But Tony Peterson's luck has just run out. The last train home will turn out to be a very long journey. Will Tony be able to trust the only other survivor? And what decision will Tony make when he's presented with another offer he cannot refuse?

Ice-skater Mina is on a one-track path to Olympic gold and glory—that is, until she totally wipes out at her biggest competition, and is kinda-sorta-kidnapped by undead kids on roller skates. Sucked into the high stakes world of Paranormal Roller Derby, she finds herself "recruited" by a squad of vampires who need a human player to complete their team—just in time to save the league from losing it all.