When the EMP hit, the small world around a liberal arts college in the Vermont mountains changed drastically. But Tav had trained his whole life for this. Now this ex-Army Ranger has to serve again, but this time it’s a group of four beautiful women and one gentle old man who need his help to survive this lawless world.

Ex-Army Ranger Connor “Tav” McTavish is used to fighting outnumbered and behind enemy lines, but a confrontation with the deadly biker gang is looming, Tav will have to train his band of naive college girls in guerrilla warfare if they have any chance of surviving the assault. 

Reports to write, forms to fill, coffee to drink, leads to run down. Gus’s life had been a tedium and boredom he’d grown comfortable with. One that he sought out after he’d come back from his tour of duty. That was before Melody, a contractor, more or less blew his life up as if it were a building packed full of C4. Then she pranced around the ashes of it like it was the end of the world and was conjuring up the end times herself.

Just as Tav and his team of EMP survivors think they have their side of the mountain secure, a rogue National Guard unit rolls in through the farmlands and begin harassing the team’s new allies. Now the clock is ticking, and Tav and Tara have to stalk the most deadly prey of all in order to save Betty’s granddaughter.

Tav and his allies have a new and unwelcome neighbor: A rogue unit of murderous National Guard who intend to take control of the area, its resources, and its people for themselves. Assaulting even a small military base is no mean feat, so Tav will have to train his girls to be weapons of war in addition to just survivors. The Guards are unable to live in peace, so Tav must prepare for war.

Redhead succubus joins the harem... Sound interesting? The author thinks so too! Listen to Succubus Lord, 2 and experience the compelling world of paranormal and urban fantasy!

"Dude! It finally came!" My roommate barely withheld his excitement as he barreled into the living room of our apartment with a package in his hand. "Check it out, Jacob." He smiled as he tore at the brown paper surrounding his purchase. As he ripped the covering off the package, bits and pieces scattered all across the floor of the living room like confetti. For a second, I thought about lecturing Todd about not making a mess of our apartment, but who was I kidding? This place was already a shithole. At least some half-assed confetti would make it feel a little livelier. 

The war with Gaelis has gone poorly for Alex’s foes and well for his allies. He’s enriched himself, empowered his county with that coin, and built his county ever higher. The war swings in favor of his Duchess. Yet the war still goes on. The end doesn’t seem to be near, nor does Alex feel as if is as simple as he’d once thought it. Alex would rather settle down in his county and live a quiet and enjoyable life. One filled with familial things and friends. Where he could make his county the pride of the empire in peace. Because he’d already gotten to the top once before.

Gabriel would be the most powerful mage in the universe...if he were in the right universe. That's why the goddess of luck has sent him into a fantasy world to help the last of her followers. Now, he will use his power to manipulate minds and magic to help an orcish shield knight, a cunning dragoness archer, and an elven healer create the most powerful guild of adventurers this world had ever seen.

If you thought having magic and guns were cool while everyone else has swords, imagine having robots. Build a battle robot. Kill the bandits terrorizing the land. Find out just how grateful the princess really is.

Gabriel has taken his first step to become the most powerful mage in the universe, but the path to his ultimate destiny has just begun. The next step to greatness for both he and his ragtag guild lay in their latest contract to recover a powerful magical artifact from across the desert. Now, he will have to harness new powers over the mind and magic to overcome dragons, gryphons, a fight club full of halflings, and the harebrained ideas of a sweet-but-ditzy alchemist just to reach their goal and the powerful rogue wizard who has it in his clutches.

Ryker only had one goal in his life right now: turn a certain adventuring guild into a flaming wreck while dancing merrily through the smoldering ruins. All for the chance to get back at a handful of people. It didn’t work out that way though. At all. He’d died, been forced into the body of an avatar, absconded with the queen as her castle fell to betrayal, kidnapped a little kid who is obviously more than he seems, and to top all that off, he killed his undead father. The smoldering ruins of the queendom have cooled, and Ryker has a task that is more than likely too much for him.

Reports to write, forms to fill, coffee to drink, leads to run down. Gus’s life was a tedium and boredom he’d grown comfortable with. One that he sought out after he’d come back from his tour of duty. A detective in the paranormal investigations department. A job he could work day in and day out in relative peace. One cold and forgotten cup of coffee at a time. It was an environment that made some sense to him. At least in comparison to civilian life where almost nothing did. On top of that, it gave him a chance to hide what he was from the rest of the world.

The human race has become nearly extinct. Allistor and his small group push to make themselves stronger, fighting to survive the year-long stabilization. Forced to battle increasingly stronger and more deadly monsters, they work to expand their holdings, learn better spells, and gather resources to improve their crafting. Dungeons must be cleared, and dragons defeated. Fellow survivors are found - some friendly, some hostile. Allistor considers every human life precious, but when it becomes a case of kill or be killed, hard choices must be made. 

Steve doesn’t know who he is. Or who he was. He doesn’t know anything, actually. Not even where he is. Other than a vast open field of dirt. All Steve knows is that he’s apparently supposed to build a farm. At least that’s his only workable assumption. Given the number of farm-tools left to him. That and the massive number of sacks full of seeds. Unfortunately, this isn’t even the strangest part of this new life. Hidden inside the farm tools, Steve finds messages. Messages that appear in floating windows in front of him.