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Paul Mitchell wasn't sure how things could get any worse. Sure, he'd been booted from the Marine Corps and was forced to work as a freelancer because he couldn't hold down a regular job. He'd signed on with a mysterious crew of women, sailed across the void, and met interesting aliens and new people who tried to kill him. Against all odds, he'd somehow found himself stuck between a criminal psycho, Naval Intelligence, and a drop-dead gorgeous skipper who actually liked him. He'd even pulled a regular Prince Charming and saved a damsel in distress.

The dragon mage reigns supreme! Finally, all of Lance's visions are coming to fruition. The Draconis Clan has been restored, his enemies have been vanquished, and unity has been restored to the northern province under the banner of the red dragon. But… there's a problem. Lance isn't the only dragon in Oracle.

Uncle Bann brought me in and showed me that I could have it all: a family, a home, and a pack to call my own. At first, I didn’t think I could rise to the challenge, but I’d beaten the Alpha of the Moonlight Wolves and was well on my way to conquering the rest of these local packs—until the night of my victory when my greatest enemy took it all away: the Lotus Wolves.

I understood I was an outcast, an introverted gamer nerd with a system of avoiding anything that breathed. But that was because I had a pretty horrid past, one involving wolves ripping through my parents at the dinner table when I was four. Much like what is happening right now… As I said, I have minimal experience socializing with people. But when a bunch of guys from school randomly decide to chase me down park lines and turn into a pack of wolves, I start to think that maybe my social skills aren’t the problem.

Lance, last living dragon mage of the northern province has become truly formidable. His followers have grown, his village has expanded, and his lovely group of arcanist companions have become deadly in their own right. Now, with his [s-rank] abilities fully realized, there are few in the realm...

There are no more generals left to fight over, or shards of divinity for the Bitch Goddess to devour. My wives and I have fought across the width and breadth of Amalgam in our battle against the avatar of greed. We’ve defeated zombies, angels, monsters, and horrors beyond count, every victory bringing us to this, the final battle.

The end game approaches, and I’m in a three-way race against a psychotic goddess and the most powerful necromancer who’s ever lived. There is only one general left, and both Reverkar, King of the Dwarves, and the Bitch Goddess want to find him first. If either of them wins, it means the end of the world. But my wives and I aren’t about to let them win without a fight. We’ll battle against zombies, brainwashed slayers, and horrors untold as we journey across Amalgam in our effort to stop them. 

Marrying a demon and fighting a psychotic god, all part of a day's work. Annowan might have finally joined my family, but our marriage doesn't mean we can afford to slack off! My wives and I are on the trail of another of the Bitch Goddess's missing generals. Our quest brings us to a desolate...

After spending some time in the realm of Oracle, Lance has started to grow accustomed to his life as a combat mage. Arcwind village has fallen under his protection, his dragonblood abilities continue to evolve, and his budding relationships with the three beautiful arcanists at his side continue...

Have you ever had a bad day? Sergeant Paul Mitchell had. It was the kind of bad day where nothing went right, everything that could go wrong went wrong, and everyone died. He knew that was always a possibility in the marines, but it really sucked when it happened to you: it wasn't your fault, and you still took the fall for everything. With his career dead and buried, he's forced to make it as a freelancer; a jack of all trades but a master of none. Just when he thought life couldn't get any worse a couple of stupid kids proved him wrong...again.

Family versus family. Months have passed since Steve drove off Penelope's army, and Darkwood Farm has only gone from strength to strength. It can now call itself a village providing sanctuary to demi-beasts of all shapes and sizes…even if Blesslan's forces remain parked on its border. For the...

My name is Mal. Growing up in The City, I had been taught that a benevolent goddess protected us from the Demon Lord and his legion of horrors. But upon my exile, I learned the world was far larger and more wonderful than I could have ever imagined.

Lilith, Empress of Demons, has charged me with defeating the Bitch Goddess's remaining generals. My quest will take me beyond the burning sands of the Endless Dunes to the frozen, cursed reaches of the Coldspite Basin.

The devil has been bested. Zeryesis tried his damnedest, but Lulu’s life is back in her hands. No longer must she spend every month worrying about becoming a slave, and it’s all thanks to Steve (not that he’ll admit it). He’s too busy focusing on the future—turning the farm from a hovel into the best around. But that’s easier said than done.

My name is Mal, and ever since I was a boy, I've been treated as a malcontent because of my ability to see magic. For everyone else, magic is proof of the Goddess’ love. To me, it is just a colorful spread of enchantments, cantrips, blessings, and hexes. And any spell I can see, I can break. I had always expected to grow up to be a ditch-digger. Instead, I was dubbed a hero. Heroes are sent out in the wasteland, to slay monsters and to challenge the Demon Lord. It’s a suicide mission. But once I was exiled, I found that the outside world was different from what I had thought.

Steve had experience when it came to waking up with hangovers. Being attacked by kobolds? Not so much. After rousing in the middle of a monster-filled forest, he was sure his life was over. That was until he was saved by a fire-wielding angel who was anything but human. Now Steve finds himself a temporary guest on a small run-down farm filled with monster girls who need his help. None more so than the canine beauty responsible for saving his skin.

Lance was living a rather boring life as an office worker. That is, until he suffered a fiery death. Now he's been reborn as a combat mage, a versatile spellcaster from a dying sect of mighty warriors. With his new dragonblood abilities and the help of a brash augmenter, a beautiful arcane weaver and a deadly swordswoman, Lance will have to survive the land of Oracle, a world where power is manifested from the blood of gods...that, or die trying.

Zane is ready to retire. All he has to do is take down a demonic army that’s about to unleash the greatest horrors of the Fae Wilds onto Earth. The final battle between Zane and his enemies is at hand. As the Second Aether War boils across the Veil and into Santo Domingo, countless foes move to stake their claim. Zane, his wife, and their girlfriends must make the final decision: do they join some of Earth's mightiest heroes to stop what's about to happen, or do they sit on their hands and watch it burn? Well, that isn't much of a question, is it?

Ezekiel Zane’s once-quiet retirement has rapidly become very complicated. His long-dead wife has returned as a banshee, and a manic-pixie goblin girl is working overtime to turn his life upside down. To make matters worse, a half-slime federal agent wants in on the action. The Fates have other ideas.

When Dana hunts a demon for revenge, she doesn't know what to expect. She didn't expect to find that demon in league with a rich televangelist. She definitely didn't expect her friend the succubus to get captured. And she definitely didn't expect to team up with Tasia, her former enemy who is now a werewolf. One's dead, the other's hairy. Expect the Unexpected.