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Ex-cop. Licensed mage. Walking target. I finally get three quiet months, and then Manhattan drops an angel on my block. While I’m still trying to figure out what fell out of the sky, the city catches a new party drug. It’s called Glamor. siren’s club turns into a spell-trap. SENSE shows up...

I've been dual enrolled in both the Celestial and Infernal Academies for a few weeks. Things are going as you might expect: lots of training, lots of learning, lots of late night sessions in my subspace with my girls. But this brief period of normalcy couldn't last long. Now, I'm setting off to...

Ex-cop. Graduate of the Magic Academy. Mage. I used to carry a badge for the NYPD. Now I carry wards stitched into my coat and a pistol loaded with rounds nobody admits exist. My old partner calls me to the High Line for a triple homicide. Three bodies. Chests crushed. Claw marks cut too deep to blame on a pit bull. Magic residue clings to the concrete. Somebody wanted the city to notice. The moment I say yes, Manhattan’s hidden world starts circling.

I've either made the greatest or worst decision of my life: to travel to the Chaosbane Family Ranch to celebrate Yuletide. One of the many fellow festivalgoers accompanying me is arguably the Chaosbane's craziest family member, Leah. There's no telling what kind of crazy antics we'll end up in, but I hope that at least one of them will lead to learning more spells.

When Benjamin's latest conquest revealed herself to be from another world, he couldn't believe it. But her crazy revelations didn't stop there. She said that Benjamin was the reincarnation of the Forgotten Ruler, a supreme being with an empire that once spanned an entire continent. Now, he's traveling to that fantasy world with one goal in mind: rebuilding his empire, one monstrous offspring at a time. Move over Sauron, Benjamin Davies is the next dark lord of fantasy.

After the death of a grandfather he never knew, Caleb Holdstock inherits a mysterious mansion. The place needs a lot of work if it's to be liveable, but the truly strange thing about it is what's in the basement. A doorway drawn in chalk. It seems harmless at first, until a midnight encounter with a silver-haired elf proves that this doorway is, in fact, the entrance to another world. With knowledge of a magical world beyond Earth, Caleb's life will never be the same again. And the best thing about it? He can travel back and forth freely.

The weakest mage in the Academy just discovered the most powerful workshop in the world. Milo Mooney was perfectly happy repairing clocks until a trace of mana in his blood saw him dragged into the Mage Academy and graded at the lowest possible rank. Unable to cast a single spell, Milo is looked...

I was having an ordinary day as a tour guide aboard the Steadfast when suddenly the ship was attacked by a kraken. Mythical creatures like this giant sea monster weren't meant to exist on Earth, but this one was definitely real. And so was the damage it did to the Steadfast. After washing up on a deserted island, I'm looking for ways to survive. Food, water, and shelter are at the top of the list. Next comes some kind of weapon to deal with the strange creatures who lurk the island. It's not long before I discover that this island isn't even on Earth.

There are thousands of mages in the world, but only one slayer.

Ezekiel Coleman is no ordinary PI. Specializing in the supernatural, he's the man you call when the shadows start whispering or something crawls out of the veil. Arcane rituals? Malevolent spirits? Interdimensional horrors? Ezekiel eats that for breakfast—and chases it with bourbon.

After the death of my uncle, I inherited his bookstore. It's in Marywill, a quaint little town that neighbors a women's college. The all-female students are my primary clientele, and they hold a secret. They're witches. Every last one of them. Turns out they want magical books for their lessons in the arcane. It's a good thing I'm a Bibliomancer, capable of reading people like books and finding exactly the tome they're seeking.

Hugh Carverson is the chief of a downtrodden mining crew. One day, he discovers a dragon tooth deep underground. It dissolves into his body when he touches it, turning him into an Aspirant, someone capable of inheriting the unparalleled might of ancient dragons.

A war brews between the voidtouched and those who wish to preserve the universe. When the Athena starts to malfunction, I set a course for the planet where she was first built. It’s a place that’s been overlooked by all the other species, and it’s where the secret of my starship’s creation can be found. But this planet harbors those who would do not only me harm, but my ship and my crew. It’s here where the war will begin in earnest. The survival of the universe depends on the Athena and the secrets she holds.

A harrowing battle on Myan Station let me with a mysterious starship and three beautiful crew members. Together, we’ve been roaming the galaxy in search of people who needed our help. It’s not much in the grand scheme of things, but it’s helping to restore some of the honor I lost after working for a mob boss for the better part of my life. After what seems a run of the mill mission, I discover that the voidtouched and the anjelica have a history. They share a dark secret, one which could lead to the destruction of not only my starship and her crew, but also the entire universe.

My name is Simon Jackson: former soldier in the Elynese Special Forces and current fixer for mob boss Krahmin the voidtouched. Myan Station is my home. Dwarves, goblins, gnomes, grays, fey, even humans make up the melting pot that is Myan Station. When Malak the half-ork and I stole an ancient starship, we set off a chain of events that could spell the end of Myan Station.

After the death of a grandfather he never knew, Caleb Holdstock inherits a mysterious mansion. The place needs a lot of work if its to be liveable, but the truly strange thing about it is what's in the basement. A doorway drawn in chalk. It seems harmless at first, until a midnight encounter with a silver-haired elf proves that this doorway is, in fact, the entrance to another world. With knowledge of a magical world beyond Earth, Caleb's life will never be the same again. And the best thing about it? He can travel back and forth freely.

The last thing Ryne Miller expected when waking up after the world ended was to find himself the ruler of a tribe of beautiful women. Being the ruler isn’t all fun and games, though. It requires doing what needs to be done. To survive. After a confrontation with Kodi and the Kol'Tah, Ryne promises to kill Matoax and prove himself worthy of becoming a Warlord to unite the Do’dekkah and Kol'Tah. He must travel to the Kol'Tah lands with his tribe members to access the Magic Fount.

Ezekiel Coleman is no ordinary PI. Specializing in the supernatural, he’s the man you call when the shadows start whispering or something crawls out of the veil. Arcane rituals? Malevolent spirits? Interdimensional horrors? Ezekiel eats that for breakfast—and chases it with bourbon.

After finding out that magic is real, I joined an academy filled with other summoners. I planned on becoming an adept summoner, commanding powerful monsters to fight alongside me. All my ambitions were crushed when the academy was destroyed and every other summoner killed or captured. Now, I'm the world's last summoner. I'm all alone except for a blonde Latent named Lexi. With the power to cross between worlds, I'll capture the rarest monsters, recruit beautiful women to empower with my magic, and master the realms.

It’s been four months since I defeated Ivan Grozny, King of the Nightlords. He ran off with his tail tucked between his legs, and no one has seen anything of the Nightlords since. The Dragon’s Hoard has not remained idle. Two of my mates are days away from giving birth to my children, and I’ve been slowly expanding and perfecting my base while hunting interlopers. I’m starting to think the Nightlords won’t be showing up again, but if there’s one thing about vampires, it’s that they’re hard to put down for good. Myself included.