Science Fiction City

Charley is a cleaner by day and a professional gambler by night. She might be haunted by her tragic past but she's never thought of herself as anything or anyone special. Until, that is, things start to go terribly wrong all across the city of Manchester. Between plagues of rats, firestorms, and the gleaming blue eyes of a sexy Scottish werewolf, she might just have landed herself in the middle of a magical apocalypse. She might also be the only person who has the ability to bring order to an utterly chaotic new world.

Battered and broken, Sarkis and the Federation of Outer Planets emerged from the battle from Eire, victorious. However, it quickly becomes clear that they have won the battle, not the war. They know that before long, the Undying Legion will return. No matter how many human lives are sacrificed across the millions of miles of trench lines across the galaxy, the Legion will never break a sweat, will never rest, and will never stay dead. Sarkis, Noa, and their allies come to the conclusion the only way to end the war once and for all is the strike at the heart of the Techno King's Empire.

Clara has been patient, waiting for her opportunity. Now, the time has come. She will command the Prince of the Doomed City himself to aid her in her quest. Together they must travel to the various courts of Eledria, facing foes and monsters, each more deadly than the last, as Clara strives to save her childhood sweetheart from enslavement.

Life has only become more complicated for Clara following the Prince’s shocking sickbed revelations. With the ranks of the Vespre Librarians sadly reduced, the survivors are more hard pressed than ever to keep the deadly Noswraiths at bay. As the Prince’s search for new recruits comes up cold, everyone is stretched to the limits of their strength. Then a face from Clara’s past shows up in the library: Danny, her childhood sweetheart.

Humans have always been fascinated by darkness. Especially the darkness of a city at night, when the black sky is made ever more inky by the pools of illumination dropped under streetlights. Whether the mean streets be in an alternate past charmed with dark magic or the dirty alleyways of futuristic crowded space stations, the city—and its darkened streets—will always fascinate us. Here then, an anthology of all new stories of science fiction and fantasy with a hardboiled noir twist that acknowledge that the city is a living, breathing entity...and it isn’t always on our side.

Emiko Soong has been called many things. But Worldbreaker is the worst. She unmasked the General and returned to San Francisco where her power is greatest. But the city, once her sanctuary from Jiaren intrigues, turns into her living nightmare. Clan wars erupt and Emiko’s life becomes a treacherous quicksand of friend and foe. Unsure of who to trust, Emiko finds herself more alone than ever.

January is a dying planet - divided between a permanently frozen darkness on one side, and blazing endless sunshine on the other. Humanity clings to life, spread across two archaic cities built in the sliver of habitable dusk. Sophie, a student and reluctant revolutionary, is supposed to be dead, after being exiled into the night. Saved only by forming an unusual bond with the enigmatic beasts who roam the ice, Sophie vows to stay hidden from the world, hoping she can heal.

G'day. I'm not really a pet anymore, but you might as well keep calling me Pet. It's not like I'm gunna tell you my name anyway. And if I sound stroppy, well, I am. First, I was threatened. Now, someone has cut off my house from the human world and left my emotional support vampire on the human side. On the inside, it's just me and an emotionally compromised fae; outside, a closed arena in the world Behind, where everyone is out to kill us and a few of that everyone might actually be capable of it.

G'day. I'm Pet. Not, not Pet - I am a pet. Well, I was a pet: I used to belong to two fae and a stroppy vampire. Now I'm homeless. I mean, I was always technically homeless, but this time it's different. I just got used to having some kind of family, and now we're back to everyone wanting to kill each other - and guess who the weak link is? I'll give you a hint: it's not the vampire, and it's sure as heck not the fae.

Two fae is company, but a company of fae is trouble. Which is exactly what we've got. Trouble, I mean. Well, and fae. Lots of fae. Something or someone is stalking and killing high-level fae around Hobart-tearing out hearts and leaving a trail of bloody bodies behind. Fae don't like it when they're the ones getting killed, so of course they came to hire my owners. Owners, you ask? Hi. I'm Pet. No, that's not my name. I am a pet. My owners? They're fae. Well, two fae and one stroppy vampire. Welcome to the world Between.

Life is complicated. I mean, life has always been complicated, but there's a difference between monsters-are-trying-to-kill-you complications and monsters-are-in-love-with-you complications. I'm still not sure which is more dangerous. G'day. I'm Pet. Two-thirds of a pet, anyway: The vampire isn't claiming ownership these days, but he's definitely encroaching. On the list of other encroaching complications is the threat of heirling trials, a certain fae lord, and a mysterious librarian - not to mention the thing that's killing people on Hobart's waterfront....

G'day. I'm still here. Still Pet. Well, I'm only two thirds of a Pet these days, but you might as well call me Pet anyway. Everyone does: everyone but the vampire, that is. Life is more unbalanced these days - cases are cutting closer to home than usual. I thought I was the only one, but there are others like me: kids whose parents were murdered just like mine. Stuff that never fit into place before is beginning fall into place.

Don't get too close to humans. That's rule number one. Well, it is if you're an emotionally constipated fae lord. As far as I'm concerned, the vampire could do a better job of keeping his distance, but he's never been that good at following the rules. G'day. I'm Pet. Schrödinger's Pet, these days; depends who's asking. I'm human, but when you hang around with enough Behindkind, it starts getting dangerous for the other humans around you. Humans like my friend Morgana. I tried to stay away, but now she needs my help and don't-get-too-close-to-humans isn't exactly gunna cut it anymore.

For a hundred and fifty years, Ezekiel Zane knew nothing but war—endless war in the name of the Fates, the Fae, and anyone who would hire him. Yet the glory of leading the most elite team of magical mercenaries in existence cost him the only thing he ever loved. He’s done. Retired to a community of renegade fae, street-racing shifters, and fallen celestials, Zane’s quiet life on the beach comes with challenges no greater than finding a reason to get out of bed in the morning and knowing when to call it a night at the bar down the street.

Hanuvar pledged to find the remnants of his people, scattered into slavery across the whole of the peninsula. This time he had no army. His would be a stealthy war of liberation, buying the freedom of some and arranging for the escape of others, aided only by a young playwright, the daughter of a hated political rival, the tattered remnants of his old spy network, and the unlikeliest ally of all, the general who once defeated him.

For more than 1600 years, Nick Medea has followed and guarded the Gate that keeps the mortal realm and that of Feirie separate, seeking in vain absolution for the fatal errors he made when he slew the dragon. All that while, he has tried and failed to keep the woman he loves from dying over and over. Yet in the 50 years since the night the dragon breathed over the city of Chicago, the Gate has not only remained fixed, but open to the trespasses of the Wyld, the darkest of the Feiriefolk.

Fêter mon anniversaire depuis un cachot ? Ce n'est pas vraiment ce que j'avais imaginé. Mais lorsque le Seigneur du Chaos (un démon sexy à mourir) me prend pour mon double maléfique, c'est exactement ce qu'il se passe. Quand il finit par comprendre que je ne suis qu'une simple mortelle, il me propose un accord que je ne peux refuser : son autorisation de rester dans la ville interdite pour retrouver le meurtrier de ma mère en échange de mon aide.

Le roi-démon m'a brisé le cœur et exilé dans le monde des mortels, mais j'ai un plan pour me venger et sauver le monde. Si je vole sa couronne, je pourrai stopper le massacre, à condition de le vaincre dans une série d'épreuves et prouver que je suis la reine choisie par les dieux. Mais résister à son charme n'est pas aisé, et dans la Cité aux Épines, rien n'est ce qu'il paraît. Une erreur de jugement pourrait coûter la vie à des milliers d’innocents.

When a fire dragon attacks her village, the perfect opportunity presents itself - now she can take revenge on the creatures that killed her father. But the dragon she's determined to kill seems fascinated by Nara, something everyone slowly begins to notice. After this strange event, Nara is invited to join the Venators - a trained order of people who slay dangerous magical creatures - just like her father before her. This offer should be a dream come true. After all, who wouldn't jump at the chance to hunt down the cruel, destructive creatures that enslaved humans for thousands of years?

Chaos looms over the beloved realm of Zemia. As Darkness and Light confront their greatest challenge, the Chosen – Aiden, Anthony, and Julia – wield newfound powers to combat the encroaching forces. With a blend of magic, cultivation, and strategic brilliance, the trio must revolutionize armor designs and unlock ancient enchantments.