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All of this was because of the dragon stone necklace I scavenged from that dead mage. I knew it was magic when I saw it. Well, it was and it wasn’t. Dragon stone, they call it, but what it actually is, is a dragon’s egg. When I touched it, I felt the need to put it around my neck for safekeeping. When I did, the necklace embedded itself inside my skin, making me the new dragon’s envoy. It has since been my duty to protect the egg until she’s ready to hatch. How do I know the egg is a she? Easy, she talks to me and is helping me to bring out my natural magic talents.

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Restored to his prestigious position within NUESSA, Jericho Fox takes command of the Marquis-class ship’s test program on a mission that promises to move humanity to a habitable exoplanet. But not everyone believes he’s fit for the job. As launch hour nears, can Jericho keep his crew from following the doomed fate of his last mission? Meanwhile, Dr. Evelyn Park leads her team of scientists in decoding the now legendary alien transmission that survived the Astraea Station catastrophe.

Kyle and his team still have to deal with a horde of undead and their masters. To make matters worse, the other gods may be taking a hand in things now. That would be good if they weren't more worried about ending the status quo than facing the threat to all of Verden. But the war god is not alone in this. His team will bring armies to fight for him, even as he learns what it truly means to be a god. It isn't the end step that many seem to think it is, but rather just another rung on ladder of cultivation.

The Soulstealer’s greatest power is that no one believes it exists…except Steven Carpenter. One of the last remaining members of the Ordo Solis—a thousand-year-old order sworn to kill the ancient demon—even his faith has begun to wane. But when he witnesses the return of the Soulstealer with his own eyes, belief quickly turns to grim reality. With the souls of the world at stake, Steven knows what he has to do—expose the Soulstealer. There’s just one problem, it knows it’s been discovered…and so do the nefarious cults sworn to the demon’s cause.

Late 21st-century Earth is overcrowded, her natural resources dwindling rapidly. World governments and greedy mega corporations are forced to work together toward a solution. A crew of ten humans are sent to Mars aboard Hyperion I to locate a suitable site and establish the first colony. After a months-long flight to the red planet, just as they are about to descend to the surface, problems arise. A careless accident kills a crew member, damages the ship, forcing the others to launch early. And that's just the beginning of their troubles.

When we rescued the first fluffy-eared princess, I didn't realize how lucky we’d been. She was a kind soul, and gentle—everything you’d imagine a sweet princess to be. Though atop the second tower, the next stripey-tailed princess bore a rage as wild as the sun. Her body burned hot like a furnace. But it was our job to help her return to normal—well, not our main job. Our journey took us from cold mountains to wild seas on a pirate ship. Our quest? To save the third—and last—princess, so we could halt The Witch King in his tracks.

My name is Randy; the noun, not the adjective. Actually, I've been informed that my name is a pronoun. But that part doesn't matter at the moment. Somehow, we did it. Clovis and I survived the first floor of the tower. We were nearly killed in the process, yet we were able to class, make a few enemies, learn more about the mechanics of Genera, and have a hell of a time in doing it. The only problem is, we need a strategy. We need to get better and improve our stats. The first floor was tough. But the second floor of the tower looks to be twice as difficult....

Despite Selene’s attempt at manipulating him, Anthony is back on his feet–thanks to Marianne. His new vampire roommate has been proving talented at not just housework, but also at helping him with other matters. It’s only a matter of time before he takes their relationship to the next level. The peace conference is coming up soon, and many dignitaries are arriving on Academy Island to re-sign the Demonic Covenant, the treatise that allows humans and demons to co-exist. But there are people working in the background who do not want peace, and will stop at nothing to destroy it.

I was about to be promoted to Deputy Manager, when a strange voice—coming from a glowing gem I found in the stationery drawer—told me I was meant for more. Before my boss' eyes, I was transported to a fantasy world of mana and monsters. When I felled the foul beasts, the gem embedded in my hand absorbed their essence—a light that made me more adept with weapons. With a sword on my hip and an adorable apothecarist at my side, I’ll trek to the mysterious towers built by the evil witch king. We don’t know why he built them, but we think they’re the source of his power.

With Cormac out of the way, Chaski and her army of vessels are working harder than ever to restore the peace their previous master had squandered away. Ferendell's council plots day and night, striving to create stability in a crumbling world. Given a brief window, I will take my vessels back to Pine Mountain, back to the ranch house we left in Bern. With so much on the line, I can only hope Grandmaster Adan has done his best in preparing my apprentice Pim.

For 130 years, Kreig Wiedermann has fought: first, as a teenage recruit for the Holy Order; then, as a soldier for the Empire; and most recently, as an immortal godlike warrior devoted only to avenging himself. The lust of combat is all he knows—until a portal opens on the battlefield and brings him back to the world from which he came. Despite the decades Kreig has survived in the Otherworld, only ten short years have passed on Earth, which means the life he considered lost forever might still be waiting for him. But rejoining humankind won’t be easy.

Ghost, a young Criminal Guild thief, is ordered to rob an ancient crypt of a long-dead Duke. He is caught grave robbing by an undead insane Mage with a twisted sense of humor. The Mage burns a set of rune-engraved rings into Ghost's hand and fingers. Unknown to Ghost, these rings allow him to manipulate the four elements. Returning to the Guild to report his failure, everyone thinks he has riches from the crypt, and they want it. As Ghost's power grows, his enemies learn he is a far more deadly enemy than anything they have ever faced.

With Brexley on the run and Istvan rebuilding his power in the safety of Ivanenko’s territory, those who have escaped the prison are dealing with the bloody aftermath and trying to regain any hold they can on Budapest. But in Markos’s absence, Sonya makes a claim for the throne and takes control of the city.

After slaying a leviathan of the deep, and gaining a magic he barely understands, an ordinary fisherman finds himself entangled in a magical game of the gods with the fate of his planet as the prize. Dean becomes Oakley's champion, competing in the Minotaur's Maze. He travels through a portal to Mixonia, a city of wonders, filled with magic and monster girls of all sorts. As he levels up in his noble quest to save his home world, he will earn and lose fortunes, rescue a bevy of beautiful babes, and protect the innocents of planet Oakley.

My name is Killian Dunn. I'm eighteen, a high school senior, a gamer, and, oh yeah, the Harbinger of the Apocalypse. Not exactly what I had in mind as a career path. Reality took a nosedive when Armageddon came knocking. It brought with it classes, levels, and skills, as well as a horde of Lovecraftian abominations to use them on. I never wanted any of this, but the sick god who orchestrated this whole nightmare has my family. Their lives are forfeit if I refuse to play his game. The prize? A wish. With it, I can protect my family, fix everything that's broken, and save the world.

Free from those who would seek to make him their pawn, Kyle is now able to seek his own destiny. His team is shaping up around him, but becoming divine has given him a larger view of things. He never asked for any of this but can he turn his back on all of creation? That may very well be what is at stake. His relationship issues may just have to take a backseat. But let his foes beware, if a team isn't enough then the war god shall raise an army.

My name is Randy—the noun, not the adjective. As a professional writer and accidental barbarian, I should be a prime candidate to be portaled to a LitRPG fantasy world known as Genera. It should be a no-brainer for me to grab the nearest weapon and start slaying bloodthirsty goblins, gaining levels, solving puzzles, and fighting my way to the top of a mysterious tower with seven distinct floors. Technically, I was born for this. Or so I thought. Unlike actual video games, if someone dies here in Genera, they die here for good. And I don't want to die.

The druids have truly managed to make the Yggdra Timberland a much safer place but not without their share of scars. The final general Vozremath himself has entered the fight after finding a loophole in his campaign against the world tree. Emboldened by their leader's presence, the scattered demons he'd sent out have amassed around their leader and become a unified force, Dr. Druid will need more than just a small party and quick thinking to overcome this extinction level event. The final battle is here.

My father is a terrible man. He claimed a demon lived inside me and imprisoned me for months in his torture chamber. Then, one fateful day, he found himself on the bitter end of a curse, and he offered me in exchange for his freedom. I thought my life was over, but I was wrong. While trapped in the curse creator's ancient castle, phantoms begin speaking to me. They caress me with invisible hands, and proclaim I’m theirs. At night, however, when the phantoms leave, terrifying beasts emerge. Their snarls and roars awaken something dark in me, and their pull is impossible to resist.