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NO REST FOR A NATION-BUILDING SLIME! Now that Rimuru's monster-centric town has blossomed into a bona fide independent nation, it's time for his next step: build and maintain diplomatic relations with nearby countries! With a group of his trusty monster pals, Rimuru travels to the Beast Kingdom...

Hardwick arrived at Westwatch with his twelve-foot staff in hand, ready to fill the town’s need. Westwatch needed a Warden. Someone steady, practical, and willing to repair broken gates, brace sagging walls, organize supplies, and help the town earn its long-delayed Sanctuary Charter. Unfortunately, Westwatch took one look at Hardwick, his horns, his height, his very noticeably large staff, and decided what it really needed was a legend.

If a fairy godmother can get one sister into a marriage, getting another out of one should be easy… Lady Theodosia Balfour has certainly gotten the short end of the stick—her stepsister, the newly crowned Princess Beatrice, is telling everyone in polite society that Theo, her sister, and...

John Woods spent his life trying not to be noticed. Now, the survival of humanity depends on it. John was having an ordinary day in London when demon-spewing portals tore the world apart. The System arrives, transforming the city into a deadly trial of monsters and dungeons where power can be earned. And John discovers he has a unique path: Aura. The more impressive his actions, the more Aura he gains. The more he falters, the more he loses. With enough Aura, he can unlock permanent upgrades, attributes, spells, and skills that could carry him through a world rapidly descending into chaos.

Here Tea Dragons collects everything from Tales from a Magical Teashop as well as the novelette Saiyana's Challenge. Steep into scenes set in a shop serving teas made from magical ingredients as well as bonus stories from the perspectives of fan-favorite characters as you wait for your tea kettle to boil.

Katherine and Imogene are done with their criminal past—honestly. They’ve traded in their outlaw lifestyle for seaside views, knitting projects (strictly non-magical), and only the occasional pub brawl (entirely accidental). But when an old friend begs them for help, they're back in the game. Their last heist—the one they botched all those years ago—needs finishing. And fast.

The last thing Jim remembered was being tossed unceremoniously through the Demon Door. Now, he's right back where he first started his adventure, sans demon and badger. Jim’s got to make some fast choices if he has any hope of making it back to Windfall and defeating Charles. But after Jarra's death, is Windfall even what he wants anymore? 

I was in my garage, when the space elves addressed the whole world. They didn't call themselves space elves, of course, but most humans struggled to pronounce Khjurhnalva. They had a message for us: Forces that had eradicated their species' males were heading for Earth. The space elves offered us access to the System, as cooperation was vital to the survival of both our species. I, Mathew, know all of the above is bullshit. I saw the truth with my own eyes, heard it from their beautiful, deceitful mouths. No one believes me, though. A planet-wide, survival reality show? Ridiculous.

Kinda dead. Straight-up psycho. Totally obsessed with her. I did a bad, bad thing. Thanks to a blank in my memory, I'm not sure what that thing was, but it was horrible enough to get me locked up in the mental ward for seven years. Horrible enough that my little sister won't even speak to me. But when I'm released back into a town determined to rub my unknown sins in my face, the past isn't the only thing that's haunting me. The four "imaginary" friends who made my childhood bearable barge into my life in a very real way.

Dichter Herbstnebel liegt über Ankh-Morpork, und in der Stadt geschehen seltsame Morde. Scheinbar grundlos werden ein Bäcker und ein Priester umgebracht. Auch auf den ansonsten unantastbaren Patrizier wird ein Giftanschlag verübt, den er aber überlebt. Die Verbrechen geben für Sir Samuel Mumm, den Kommandeur der Stadtwache, keinen Sinn. Die Spuren führen zu den Golems, willenlosen Geschöpfen aus Lehm, die immer nur arbeiten und noch nie Ärger machten...

Skeeve is a magician’s apprentice (and a wanna-be thief) until an assassin’s bolt kills his master, Garkin. Along with Aahz, the green-scaled, purple-tongued demon and master magician summoned by Garkin, he sets out on a quest to get even. The road to vengeance is bound to prove rocky, however, because Skeeve can barely light a candle with his beginning magic, and Aahz has lost his own considerable magical abilities as a consequence of Garkin’s summoning spell.

In 1890s Paris, a librarian and a detective must track down a killer – before the city goes up in flames. The Mortal Word is the enthralling fifth instalment in the Invisible Library series from Genevieve Cogman. A corrupt countess. A spy in danger. And an assassin. Peace talks are always...

For 10 years, I’ve been using a magical sword that I won in battle to ruthlessly slay enemies, break evil artifacts, and open stubborn pickle jars, but I don’t know much about it. That’s about to change. A half-dwarf thief has shown up and says she’s the rightful heir to the sword. I want to believe it’s a scam and can’t possibly be true, but I didn’t get the sword in the most legitimate manner. If I have to give it up, I might not be able to do my job anymore, and just as bad, I’ll be a target for all the bad guys.

In Dirk Gentlys Holistischer Detektei geht es drunter und drüber. Ein elektrischer Mönch, eine lebende Leiche, ein bettlägriger Odin oder ein Cola-Automat mit Eigenleben sind nur einige der Zutaten dieses "Geister-Horror-Zeitmaschinen-Romanzen-Komödien-Musical-Epos" vom bekannten Autor der "Per Anhalter durch die Galaxis"-Reihe.

Warlock Holmes may have demons in his head, but now, Dr. John Watson has a mummy in his bloodstream. Specifically that of the sorcerer Xantharaxes, who, when shredded and dissolved in an eight percent solution, results in some extremely odd but useful prophetic dreams. There's also the small matter of Watson falling for yet another damsel du jour and Warlock deciding that his companion needs some domestic bliss....

It's Christmas time again, and all is not well at Frogmorton Farm. Jenny and Russell's daughter, Joy, is growing up. Not quickly enough as far as she's concerned but far too quickly according to Russell. Father and daughter are at odds, and suddenly the outlook is very dark indeed. That is until Thomas comes to the rescue. A Frogmorton Farm short.

Wanda and Wumble are a small pair with vast ambitions. One an aspiring alchemist, and the other her faithful hound, the pair bond as wizard and familiar to begin their pursuit of magic. As a newly made wizard without any training, resources, or even a home to return to, Wanda will have to forge her own way on a path where constant dangers lurk. Even the simple act of furthering her alchemy education swiftly becomes a harrowing ordeal.

“Football, food, fashion and wizards collide in Pratchett’s affectionate satire on the foibles of sports and sports fans. . . .The prose crackles with wit and charm. . . . At its heart, this is an intelligent, cheeky love letter to football, its fans and the unifying power of sports.”...

Transported from her normal life as a waitress, Sally finds herself in a terrifying new world where Monsters fight Players to the death. But which one is she? A System error means she's been split between both, crossing the line between the soulless zombies created by the System and the people brought here by the mysterious Architect.

On a typical day, on an average train platform, two warring sister goddesses found their avatars. One avatar, the young Yoshi, was swept away to the world of Ephemera to be a great hero of honor, courage, and light. The other, the not-so-young Seiji, was swept away to become a dark lord out to kill or conquer all in his path. But Seiji is in absolutely no mood for that nonsense. It's bad enough that on Earth he was a closed-off, misanthropic grouch with zero patience for other people. Now he's supposed to muster enough of a give-a-damn to lead vile hordes?