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There's a power vacuum on Olympus. That's the thing about a civil war. Everyone's weaker in the end than when the war began. If the gods don't stop attacking each other, none of them will have the strength to rule. Anarchy can be worse than tyranny. You can assassinate a tyrant. You can't eliminate everyone under anarchy. Why does everyone seem to think I'm the answer to the problem? Sure, I can reap gods. I'm the only mortal the Olympians fear.

Joni had always been fascinated by the history of her family’s old antebellum plantation. Her ancestor’s journals were filled with stories, many involving two slave girls, the older of whom was deeply involved in the “red magic” of the Bokors. When Messalina returns from the grave on a quest of vengeance, Joni must confront the wickedness of her own family’s past, while also embracing a truth even more ancient—that she is descended from a line of Druids. Joni is the only one who stands between Messalina and her insidious plans.

I'm Hailey Bradbury, hedge witch and vampire. My sire was staked moments after I was turned. As a youngling, the Voodoo Queen took me in. She taught me her art. I've been working with the new Mistress of the Vampire Council. She trained me in the ways of vampirism, the path of the night. Witchcraft plus voodoo and vampirism equals what I call bloodwitchery. Most witches won't mess with the power latent in blood. It's dark. It's dangerous. But if you can master it...you can harness the power of life itself.

The nanonetwork has been upgraded. I can still access the nanobots...but when I do, it leaves the host unconscious. Transferring their mind into the nanoswarm. Dr. Archimedes Flat is expanding his nanoverse. Collecting minds to craft a new "utopia" forged from collective memory. He believes it's the next step in human evolution. And, if a few people have to die to make it happen, well, in his mind that's nothing more than the survival of the fittest. If I'm going to stop him, I'll have to fight him in the nanoverse itself. But, Flat designed the nanoverse.

Two paths. A single journey. Blaike isn't like any other Ember. He commands the draugr. Can an army of the dead defeat the Lightweaver's legion? Ashathar's sunstone mines are exhausted. Without sunstone, the blight will consume the Kingdom. To save Ashathar, Blaike must confront the tyrant who killed his father. Can Blaike and his draugr army rescue Ashathar from both tyranny and darkness? Ming Yue is on a quest to recover a shield forged from Antaboga's scale—the scale the dragon-god shed when he created the world. Batara Kala is preparing to launch a second Kataklysm. The power of the ...

The enemy is building an army of Axis mages. It's the Arcane War-Part Deux. There's just one problem—the enemy warded Berlin against our magic. Only a small group of us can cast there. Can we stop the next world-ending war before it begins? Why is my gut telling me we're walking into a trap? Trap or not. We have no choice. Once the enemy gets a foothold, we won't have the numbers to stop her. What is her end game, exactly? We're probably outnumbered. We're certainly out skilled. What the enemy doesn't realize is this: as a father of three, I'm always outnumbered.

There's power in dragon blood.... It's also delicious! No one really knows what to do when a dragon shows up in town. I called the exterminator. He hung up on me. I guess it's up to me to take these monsters on.... I have to use their magic against them. It's the only way I can stop them. Only now that I've had a taste of dragon blood, I can't get enough. Tapping into such a force comes with a cost. It's changing my heart. So many urges. So many desires. I still can't believe what I've done. I'm not only losing myself. I'm losing him.

Someone stole the Cauldron of Rebirth from Eden.With it comes the power to resurrect anyone from the past. We thought we defeated these villains for good. Can we possibly stop them all now that they're back and working together? I have a patient who may be able to help. If I ask, her, I'll have to cross a line I swore I never would. What good is it for a man to gain the whole world if he forfeits his soul? That principle makes sense. But I'm not trying to gain the world. I'm trying to save it. The cost may still be my soul. But I don't think I have any other choice. Go up and click 'Read ...

Nanovax was supposed to be our salvation. Death and disease, now obsolete. Until the terrorist attack. Fifteen cities in a single day. Again, they said Nanovax was the answer. The same technology meant to heal us could now be used, through an algorithm, to track us, to predict human behaviors...I'm Lieutenant Brian Goff. I received the first injection. It healed my wounds in the war. I became the face of Nanovax.... Then the algorithm identified me as a threat...a terrorist.... Now, I'm on the run and fighting against the very technology that once saved my life...

Annabelle Mulledy survived Kalfu’s attack - one friend saved, another lost in Guinee. But now the vampires are on the rise. Most of them, she can handle without much trouble. But when an ancient, more powerful vampire confronts her - one who is uncomfortably familiar to her - and his apprentice joins her at the Voodoo Academy, she finds she has little choice. Help this vampire arrest and overpower death itself, or risk seeing her sister and parents irrevocably “turned” themselves.

My name's Mercy Brown, but don't let my name fool you; I'm merciless. It had been almost a century and a half since I last encountered anyone from the Order of the Morning Dawn. They were religious fundamentalists with the dual goal of eliminating vampires and witches. Being both a vampire and a witch, I was the embodiment of everything the Order hates. Their first attempt to eliminate me failed. Thanks to the fact that my mentor in the Craft was also a necromancer. When they burned my heart, they didn’t kill me.

Annabelle Mulledy survived a Voodoo attack on her family as a child — but it left her possessed by the spirit of a nearly 200-year-old girl. This girl, however, came with strange abilities bestowed upon her in the afterlife. When Kalfu, an evil Loa, discovers Annabelle, he hopes to use her abilities to his advantage — to escape the spiritual realm and take a corporeal form. When Ogoun, the Loa of War, intervenes, he recruits Annabelle to join him as a student at the Voodoo Academy. Will Annabelle master the arts and fend off Kalfu’s spiritual assaults?

Welcome to the Vilokan Asylum of the Magically and Mentally Deranged. I'm Doctor Cain. I'll be supervising your treatment plan. Yes, before you ask, I am that Cain. I've come a long way since I became the world's first murderer. I'm now a licensed psychiatrist. What is it you just asked? You heard that I was cursed? Yes, I'm also the world's first werewolf...but don't worry. I have it under control. It won't interfere with your progress at Vilokan Asylum.

I’m returning to the Vilokan Asylum of the Magically and Mentally Deranged…not to get treated…but perhaps Doctor Cain can help. The world’s original werewolf…and its first murderer. If anyone can help me get a handle on an undesirable shape-shifting situation…it’s him. But there is a coven of bat-shifting vampires with other plans. Surely their appearance and my…acquisition of this ability…isn’t a coincidence. And I can’t help but wonder…am I the one hunting them? Or have the tables turned?

If I'm going to win him back, it'll take a grand gesture. Something to prove I'm still the old Mercy he used to love... The gift is priceless. It's one-of-a-kind. He'll love it. At least I thought he would... How was I supposed to know the damn thing contained a freaking djinn?! Time to put the genie back in the bottle. But he won't go easy. Not until he's granted three wishes. The problem? Each wish comes gift-wrapped with something nasty... something deadly...

The legends didn't do Dracula justice. Bat shifting is one thing. The ability to connect his mind to any he'd sired was an ability severely understated in the stories. His horde is like a bloodsucking Borg collective. Add to that his abilities to travel the astral plane and hypnotize his victims with a glance and his butt-load of money . . . There's a creek, and a paddle, and I've lost my paddle. I've defeated a god or two in my day. I've never faced an enemy like this. It may be my biggest challenge yet, but we have one advantage.

The gods might be crazy . . . Some of them are pissed! I couldn't blame them. How was I supposed to know that all the supernatural nasties I'd reaped were going to overrun Olympus? Most of these gods hadn't been on earth for thousands of years. Some of them are enjoying themselves . . . a bit too much . . . Others are looking for revenge. They're coming for me. It's one thing to wonder whether I can possibly survive the wrath of the gods. Now that they're targeting innocent people to draw me out, I have to ask . . . Is it possible to reap a god?

Nanovax was supposed to be our salvation. Death and disease, now obsolete. Until the terrorist attack. Fifteen cities in a single day. Again, they said Nanovax was the answer. The same technology meant to heal us could now be used, through an algorithm, to track us, to predict human behaviors...to thwart future terrorists. I'm Lieutenant Brian Goff. I received the first injection. It healed my wounds. I became the face of Nanovax. Then the algorithm identified me as a terrorist. Now, I'm fighting against the technology that once saved my life...and the government has my daughter.

The Voodoo world needs a new queen. The bokors have united behind Kalfu. The magical war that Ogoun had predicted has begun. Mercy’s vampire coven is growing—but which side of this war are they really on? When Annabelle returns from Agwe’s oceanic domain, she finds the remnants of Vilokan hiding in fear for their lives. Will they unite behind Annabelle as the new Voodoo Queen, or will Kalfu’s legions overwhelm what’s left of the Voodoo world?

Just when I thought I'd found someone to love....a damn Cupid shows up and shoots me!