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A milestone in the history of the novel, Samuel Richardson’s epistolary and elaborate Clarissa follows the life of a chaste young woman desperate to protect her virtue. When beautiful Clarissa Harlowe is forced to marry the rich but repulsive Mr. Solmes, she refuses, much to her family’s chagrin. She escapes their persecution with the help of Mr. Lovelace, a dashing and seductive rake, but soon finds herself in a far worse dilemma. Terrifying and enlightening, Clarissa weaves a tapestry of narrative experimentation into a gripping morality tale of good versus evil.

It wasn't easy being the local slayer. Especially these days, when dragons owned the banks, vampires were peddling health insurance, and demons ran the strip clubs. Still, I'm not exactly hurting for work. Because no sooner do I finish putting down a wannabe necromancer than I get home to find a woman on my porch with her body tattooed in mystic runes, clutching an eldritch cube, and with a hell of a tale to tell. To make matters worse, there's a cult after her, a wolf-girl biker wants a piece of me (in more ways than one), and the new department store is messing with the time space continuum.

A milestone in the history of the novel, Samuel Richardson's epistolary and elaborate Clarissa follows the life of a chaste young woman desperate to protect her virtue. The recording is divided into three volumes.

A milestone in the history of the novel, Samuel Richardson’s epistolary and elaborate Clarissa follows the life of a chaste young woman desperate to protect her virtue. When beautiful Clarissa Harlowe is forced to marry the rich but repulsive Mr. Solmes, she refuses, much to her family’s chagrin. She escapes their persecution with the help of Mr. Lovelace, a dashing and seductive rake, but soon finds herself in a far worse dilemma.

Callum is lured to an isolated boathouse by an attractive older woman. When she gets him alone, she knocks him out with a single blow. Surrounded by hills and lakes, Still Waters is home to a close-knit community of wealthy retirees. It's an unlikely setting for violence. The police don't take Callum's disappearance seriously: he's 24-years-old, after all. But Callum's mother, a Still Waters resident, knows that something is very wrong. Then a body is discovered floating in the lake. Head bashed in. But it's not Callum. And someone tweets: Come out to play one last time, Alice.

Andrew Carroll spent three years traveling throughout the United States and around the world to seek out the most powerful and unforgettable letters ever written during American wars. Behind the Lines is the result of that extraordinary trip and represents the first book of its kind: a dramatic...

When Ethan's hard-won sanctuary faces its greatest test, the Chronos Flux threatens to unravel reality itself. His supernatural family—werewolf, elf, water nymph, and fierce newcomer—must venture into the scorching desert trials where ancient harmonies await and government hunters close in with deadly intent.

After surviving winter’s siege, Ethan’s next project isn’t just repairing the cabin—it’s expanding it into a fortress. But when a rogue quartz vision hints at his power to breed with magical beings, priorities shift from walls to wonders. Joined by Mara, Lyra, and Nerissa, he ventures to the Elvin kingdom Silvermist, and to the ancient stone golem, for guidance. Yet nothing’s as treacherous as the face from his past—his brother James, whose return could make or break everything Ethan’s built.

Back in Kelvadan after narrowly escaping death, former exile Keera is now hailed as a hero for protecting the Great City against the lord of the clans. Forced to lie low as her injuries heal, she discovers the city’s position is more precarious than ever. Now, she faces an impossible choice: betray the city that offered her a home, or be the Champion Kelvadan needs. Worst of all, the enemy forces are led by the man to whom she has given her heart.

When reclusive Ethan’s solitary winter in a mountain cabin is upended by the arrival of a wounded, mysterious elf, his world flips like a snowflake in a storm. Suddenly, he's patching up Lyra’s strange, non-human wounds while a bizarre HUD system reveals unexpected magical talents—his own and hers. Before long, his cozy refuge transforms into a chaotic sanctuary, where a protective werewolf and a healing water nymph join forces with him.

The body of the latest minion of the demigod Aeyr was barely cold when we found our next urgent task. Some dude calling himself the Searcher, on the hunt for explorers and scholars, with the goal of ending their careers…and their lives. At the top of the list is Lirien, a kangaroo beastkin Brin has worked with before. My bevy of sexy women and I saddled up and made a beeline for Olliaran, land of the elves and the motherload of archaeological sites. Lirien is an explorer, made from the same mold as a certain raider of tombs, looking for something our enemy did not want found.

Send living shadows to drag me to another world? They better be ready for a fight! I’ve always been a scrapper, so when I was snatched from my world by shadow creatures and hauled to another one, I did as I’d always done. I fought. But I still didn’t know anything about where I was. My luck was in, because I quickly had the good fortune of meeting a sexy prophetess and a gorgeous, blue-skinned, redheaded mage who said she was something called a moonwisp. Yeah, magic was a thing.

From almost the first day I arrived in Valorae, having been abducted by dark magical creatures, I’ve had one thing on my mind: kill the demigod Aeyr. For all those he’s slain, including my best friend. Here I am, with the friends and family I’ve gathered while fighting for my life in this strange world. A world so different from my own. One thing is universal, though. Tyrants whose sole purpose is to exploit and destroy people need to be put down. In Valorae, somehow, the task fell to me.

When dungeon doors all over the world closed and locked on the same day, people weren’t too concerned. Though arcstone, the material that powered most of the world’s devices, could only be found in the dungeon, they still had plenty on hand. The doors would open again, surely. Then the anomalies began to appear. Snatching up people, never to be seen again. This was the world Phineas Lenville was born into thirty years later.

Gregory met Truck-kun during a fated encounter. He wasn't exactly thrilled to receive the kiss of steel, knowing perils awaited. Awakened in as Dungeon Lord, he can access a system interface that rewards excellence. Years of training never prepared him for a challenge so daunting, but he's not alone. With each successful defense, his power grows and one thing is certain, Gregory has no problem defending his dungeon and those in it he holds dear.

After the heartbreaking events in Greyveil, my sexy blue-skinned companion Brin, my irritating satyr tagalong Tip, and I head to Forgehaven. The city obsessed with turning metal into anything one could wish for. While searching the city for Brin’s missing magical items, I literally run into a gorgeous green woman. A goblin girl. Her father, a renowned blacksmith, has been murdered and she needs help finding out who did the deed. With no other leads on how we’ll find our way to dispense justice to the ones responsible for my best friend’s death, we agree to help her.

I’ve always been a scrapper, so when I was snatched from my world by shadow creatures and hauled to another one, I did as I’d always done. I fought. But I still didn’t know anything about where I was. My luck was in, because I quickly had the good fortune of meeting a sexy prophetess and a gorgeous, blue-skinned, redheaded mage who said she was something called a moonwisp. Yeah, magic was a thing. The problem with that? Everyone in the world had some. Magic, that is. Everyone but me. I guess that’s what I get for coming from a non-magic world.

I’ll just say it. I hate secret doors with magical locks. So much. You would think after all my smoking hot companions and I had been through, we could catch a break. I mean, Dayra, every librarian fantasy rolled up into one with a dash of badassery, even found a magical book to help us. But no. Now we’re on our way to the mysterious land of Sauvaxera, heading toward the ocean. Why? To find the lost race of sirens, of course! Their voice magic is the only chance we have left to move on with our quest.

A gorgeous elf swordswoman bent on revenge in a kingdom where the sword is everything? Not what I had in mind when Brin, Tyra, Tip, and I went hunting more bad guys. But hey, did I mention the gorgeous elf woman? Sariel Snowblossom has a problem. One we can help her with. To get justice, she must undertake the trials to become a swordmaster. But it’s not as easy as it sounds. In addition to defeating skilled sword wielders all over the Aesturith Kingdom in a dueling circuit, there are other dangers about.

Dayra Gesha, a friend of Lirien’s and the smartest person she had ever met, was in danger, and we had to help. It wasn’t completely one-sided, though. Dayra just might have the knowledge to help us crack the nut that was the fortress ruins where we might find the demigod Aeyr. You know, to put an end to him. But finding a single person in the jungles of Teaphotria was not just difficult, it was dangerous. With myriads of monsters and even simple insects and plants able to kill on contact or with a single bite, we needed a guide.