Cassius Lange

The Baron Sherazad sent me as far away from Eslant as possible. Now, I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere, in a nest full of enemies, with only a demented mimic and a renegade elf to watch my back.

I wanted to be an adventurer. I ended up the pack mule for a psychopathic hammer. My name is Ash. I’m a scavenger, a blacksmith’s apprentice, and, according to the voice in my head, a "calcium-based biped with poor taste in pillows."

They’re called the Outsiders, and they’re here for a good time. Humanity’s time.

After a hundred years of regrets, revenge is just around the corner. We have finally reunited with Kristan, Marko, Franja, and Renata, who proved to be instrumental in our battle against Harkel's Hellhounds and the siege on Arrdeam.

Chester, as it turns out, is actually a monster god. Unfortunately, we don’t have any time to throw festivals in his honor—the whole world has gone mad and is overflowing with corrupted monsters.

In a buggy apocalypse, Connor Keene has become the ultimate bug remover. Connor’s Punisher class has evolved, and every pull of his trigger now files a Summary Judgment that permanently deletes his enemies from the System, especially the Outsiders.

A newly-minted Hammerlord, Ash, finally has a home of his own and a party he’d fight and die for. The next chapter in his life is about to start, but along with that come many responsibilities, like…where do they put the monster trophies?

Betrayed and left for dead by a group of slaving nobles, he thought there was nothing left but to bleed out as he counted the number of bricks on the ceiling. But fate had other plans....

The Hive Mind is evolving. So are Ash and Roq. Ash and Roq have carved out a name for themselves by helping to defend their home and the people of Dawnwatch.

My name is James, but my mom’s the only person that can call me that. To everyone else, I’m JD — a struggling artist, working my fingers to the bone for my shot with one of the big comic book companies. Oh, and I work nights, managing a dive called Judson’s Bar and Grill. I know: the...

We’d survived the battle for Sklava City, but just barely... Parties were scattered, academies split, and the Tower—the monolithic structure that served as both order and protection—was toppled....

Not everyone gets a second chance at life. Thrust into the body of a dying man, I fought to break free, made a few friends along the way, and started down the long and treacherous path of revenge. But things aren’t what I’d expected.

They tried to take everything from me. Instead, I got one of the strongest assassin classes in existence. Now, I'm going to show them how it's really done.

Long story short, I was betrayed by the people I thought I could trust. They invaded my sky palace, stole my women, and enslaved my pet shadow hounds. The emperor, fearful of my amassed power, killed my guards and destroyed me.

The Great Ones arrived on Earth and conquered us with little bloodshed. They collected our strongest warriors and shipped them off to a world called Hadran—a one-of-a-kind artificial planet, a cosmic gladiatorial arena where the slave races engage in blood sports for the Great Ones'...

Brew the beer and light the Hearth. No ifs, plenty of butts. I’d been looking for a way to leave my old life behind, so inheriting a battered old pub in the middle of nowhere was the perfect excuse.

I am Garren Holt: Dead Trucker. Reborn Brawler. Donkey Sidekick. Harem Magnet. Real heroes never die. They just get sent somewhere else. One minute I'm hauling 600 HP of diesel fury.

Silas Stone is the lead singer of Blood & Honey, a man who lives for the roar of the crowd and the heat of the stage. As the front man of a duo rock-act in the city of Chi-Tek, alongside childhood friend Ruby Martin, his magic is mostly a gimmick.

With alien tech enhancing his abilities and beautiful women at his side, Alaric sets his sights higher than buying his freedom. The guilds that exploited him, the nobles who looked down on him, the system that kept him chained are all about to discover what happens when the underdog gains power.

I was the Ashlord—a primordial, an apex predator amongst beasts, commanding legions. I fell, despite my power, although not due to the strength of my enemies...but the betrayal of my own kind. A voice whispered to me as I lay dying on the cold ground, promising rebirth and revenge. Accepting...