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I was a nobody until I bonded with a rare dragon and landed in the Royal Dragon Academy. But surviving the first two trials and a brutal ambush earned me more than a reputation. It put me in the crosshairs of the King and his power-hungry brother, Prince Voss. Now, a legendary assassin tracks my every move while a former friend turns into a lethal enemy.

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.

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.

Reborn in a crypt, Nick was given an ancient heritage and an important task: to become king, and make the Archaens rise again. Nick was now the last one, and he would need to find allies by forming Soul Pacts with both followers and wives. With the power of the Soul Knight class, he would have to use both paladin and necromancer magics to conquer the tower and defeat his enemies. But not all was right, in or outside the tower. A bandit warlord had taken control of the city of Havendale, and a deathly Trial within the tower lurks, barring Nick from collecting his Heritage.

When an Arachne ships herself to Mike Radley's home, he doesn't know what to expect. He didn't expect to get caught in an intricate trap laid by the Jersey Devil. He really didn't expect an angel to steal his home and lock it away in Purgatory.

In a world where a fraction of the population activates a super power, I was just hoping for a semi-cool ability, something to get me out of my mundane job and life. Then, during my long-awaited activation, I unleashed not just one power, but multiple. Which was basically unheard of and meant I was something called an Omega. But the last Omega went crazy with power, so not everyone was welcoming when I showed up at the Super Academy in Miami.

The women who summoned me are in dire need. Their House has been raided, their family decimated, and they are out for revenge. So, if I can help them get their vengeance, I could potentially be adopted by this House and increase my standing in this cutthroat world. And this group of beautifully evil priestesses will also need help making children to replenish their numbers.

I became a trucker to bring some travel and adventure into my days, but I never expected my classic rig would change my life so entirely. Then old Spitfire drove us through a mysterious portal to a cutthroat and perilous world. Here, women warriors are owned by backers and pitted against one another in high-stakes arenas, and they’re not just fighting for glory. They’re fighting for lots and lots of riches. The only way to get my hands on my fair share is to duel a backer, kill him, and gain all his women warriors and possessions.

When a dullahan from the fae realm shows up on Mike Radley's property, he doesn't know what to expect. He didn't expect to learn that his banshee friend Cecilia has become a prisoner of the faerie queen. He really didn't expect to learn that his home contains a portal to the Underworld itself. And he definitely didn't expect to do battle against the duplicitous shadow man who wants Mike's very soul. With new allies, villains, and monstergirls, things are about to become dead serious. Welcome to the Underworld, Mike Radley. Expect the Unexpected.

I thought I’d left my past behind for good. But when my older brother gets killed in a car accident, I’ve got to come back to take over his car-tuning business. But things are not like I remember. There’s something weird going on in Santo Domingo, something that seems connected to the city’s underground street racing scene. There’s the orange-haired mechanic at the tuning shop with the FOXGRRL license plate. There’s the strange black cat hanging around my house, and the dreams I’ve been having about a racer girl with cat ears and a tail.

When Mike Radley's magical home grew another floor, he thought he knew what to expect. He didn't expect a kingdom of portal-chewing rats to be living between his walls. He really didn't expect to discover that the wardrobe down the hall was a prison world for a murderous kitsune. And he definitely didn't expect all of his enemies to converge on his house all at once, intent on his destruction. Welcome to Radley's Wardrobe. Expect the Unexpected.

When Mike Radley inherited a mysterious old house from a long-lost relative, he wasn't sure what to expect. He didn't expect a sexual encounter with the nymph in his bathtub. He really didn't expect to discover a house full of affectionate monsters. And he definitely didn't expect a pair of witches bent on stealing the home's magic from him. Welcome to the Radley House. Expect the unexpected.

When Mike Radley offered to battle a minotaur to retrieve a pair of magical goggles for his goblin wife, he thought he knew what to expect. He didn't expect to meet a lonely centaur hiding in his greenhouse. He really didn't expect an encounter with a powerful naga in the labyrinth under his home. And he definitely didn't expect a secret society of witches to camp out in his front yard, hellbent on revenge for killing one of their own and stealing their leader's succubus.

He wasn't the slightly fat, fast-food-slinging new guy anymore. His whole existence changed that night he was attacked by a bear and joined the ranks of Kodiak Island's shifter community. He even managed to land his dream job on the island's police force. But Kirk is so much more than just another werewolf shifter. He's an alpha bear, the most powerful shifter on the island, and wanted by both of the dueling packs as an ally to settle their centuries-long feud.

The Hidden City has been exposed, and Devourer is assembling an army from the four corners of the empire to march upon and destroy it. He has with him monsters that he has drawn to their world from across the Polyverse—Golems, Archanoptera, Noon Wraiths. According to the prophecy, the victor of the coming battle will have three armies under their command. Devourer has his, and now Jaden is given the task of assembling that of the rebellion. To do so, he must find and bring back the Elven army, which disappeared from their world thousands of years ago. 

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.

Jaden and the Free Seekers won the battle in God’s Bowl and destroyed Devourer’s infernal machine to manipulate the worlds. Now Devourer has destroyed the ancient city of Marleborn, a center of resistance to the Empire, by spreading the plague of Noon Wraiths. Headmaster has also gone missing while on his own mission to destroy another of Devourer’s machines. If he has been captured or killed, it could lead to the Hidden City’s location being revealed to Devourer, putting the rebellion in danger.

Two months ago, I was nobody. I had nobody. Now I have a family. I’m an awakener, a male with the ability to awaken dormant shifting in women. Every one I add increases my strength and the strength of our family. I’m already one of the strongest awakeners around, with powers I’m still trying to understand.

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.

When I got the call that my estranged grandfather had passed away and left me his trailer and a plot of land, I was just excited to own a little property and save some money by not having to pay rent. Then I found a strange cave in my backyard. It wasn’t a sinkhole, or a bunker, or a mineshaft….