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Eighteen-year-old Aidan Salt isn't a superhero. With his powerful (and unpredictable) telekinetic abilities, he could be one if he wanted to, but he doesn't. He's unambitious, selfish, and cowardly, and he doesn't want to have to deal with all the paperwork required to become a professional superhero. But since the money, fame, and women that come with wearing the cape are appealing, he decides to become the first supervillain the world has seen in more than 20 years: Apex Strike.

I have a dangerous secret. I'm more than a human, but less than a dragon. My name is Isobel Drake. I thought I was the only one of my kind, a freak pretending to be human. But when a dragon warrior unexpectedly appears to demand my help, I realize for the first time in my life that I'm not alone. Like me, Tam appears human. Like me, he's hiding his true nature. Too bad he’s made it clear that I’m a lesser creature. Yet he needs me because of my unique skills. I was raised as human. I know my city inside and out. My brand-new business advertises that I can find anything, or anyone.

My name is Isobel Drake. And my life masquerading as human is about to blow up, big-time. I have a secret: I'm a half-human, half-dragon hybrid living in plain sight in the humans-only city of Yerba Buena. There are others like me, pretending to be fully human, in a world where dragons are exiled to reservations and face the death penalty if caught in a human settlement. On the eve of a dragon invasion, someone leaks footage of me shape-shifting into a dragon. We dragon hybrids were created to serve as covert operatives in a new dragon war against humans.

My name is Isobel Drake. And I have a dangerous secret. I'm a half-human, half-dragon hybrid hiding in plain sight in the humans-only city of Yerba Buena. There are others like me, pretending to be fully human, in a world where dragons are exiled to reservations and face the death penalty if caught in a human settlement. When a half-dragon warrior demands my help to find a stolen dragon's egg, I realize I can't hide anymore. Now, the fate of a helpless dragon hatchling lies in my hands. I have to save her...even if it means confronting dangerous enemies and risking my secret.

Something with sinister intentions stalks Daniel Strong, but it doesn’t know that he has a magical stone that can send it back to the fiery abyss. Unfortunately for Daniel, there isn’t much power in slinging stones. Heartless Charles must decide who he serves, and If that wasn’t enough trouble, an alluring female spirit has him ensnared with her charms. Beau is in Grayton ready to catch the next bus to Heaven, but to get there, he must remember why he fell in the first place.

Vampires crave dragon's blood. I'm the only guy who can deliver the goods. My name is Fynn Drake. When vampires attacked my city, they killed hundreds, including my wife and precious daughter. But the vampires spared me. Why me and not the others? Because they deem my dragon expertise useful. I'm their slave. Their henchman. Their broker. Dragon's blood heals vampires from lethal injuries and even allows them to walk in daylight. It makes these monsters almost invincible.

Until last week, I was comfortably passing for human. Then the half-dragon warrior Tam showed up on my doorstep. He demanded my help in recovering a stolen dragon egg and yanked me out of my ordinary life. After surviving that trial together, the brash warrior has switched his allegiance to a new dragon queen...me. He's appointed himself my bodyguard and the newly-hatched baby dragon's caretaker.

Meet Ryan Fisher. He's young, energetic, and needs an edge in the real-estate market. He's found the perfect niche: Christians. His business doubles when he advertises in the Christian business directory, and he begins to think he could really cash in by planting a church. But when the church takes off, Ryan is in over his head.

In the kingdom of Fife, in the days of long ago, there lived an old man and his wife. The old man was a douce, quiet body, but the old woman was lightsome and flighty, and some of the neighbors were wont to look at her askance, and whisper to each other that they sorely feared that she was a witch.