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The difference in their uncanny eyes could not be easily discerned. In the rays of the setting sun, both Aravel's and Morlan's eyes appeared gold. In the pale moonlight...yellow. Seemingly the same. Such inscrutable likeness is the way of things with identical twins. But all who knew the two brothers well noted unmistakable differences, peculiarities more experienced than seen.

Like a long night's slumber disturbed by disquieting dreams, 20 years have passed since Morlan Stormgarden's exile. The realm of Myriad waits in uncertain peace, for the Gray Hour Massacres remain unsolved. Tempted by the lure of adventure, High King Lochlan Stormgarden begins to ponder his royal destiny. A daring plan is hatched, the high king's throne is left vacant, and Lochlan meets Ariana Kurtz, who might be the love of his life if she doesn't kill him first.

Fleeing the kingdom he once ruled, Lochlan Stormgarden leads the survivors of the Bloody Red Night across Myriad on a desperate quest for safety. With tyrannical High King Morlan's legions and the lethal bone ministers constantly dogging his steps, Lochlan discovers that the only refuge might be a legendary contagion-cursed fortress deep in the heart of the Gorrack nation.

Did you ever wake up wondering where you were…and perhaps equally important, how you got there? Yeah, me too. The only the thing is, it usually happens when I've been drinking…and I'd been dry for the better part of two years. I'm Commodore Jeremy David Riker…my friends call me JD or just plain “Dog.” I have the dubious honor of running a starship boneyard in the middle of nowhere.

Avington, Bryngate, Teris Falls, village after village felt the stilling touch of the iceman. Sanctuaries left in ashes, entire populations of First One followers left silent and cold, Alastair led a secret cadre of Wolfguard assassins on a historic murderous rampage. How then could the bloodthirsty, remorseless persecutor of the faithful...become their greatest champion? What happened in Salkyrie Vale in the midst of the screams and flames? How did the decades long feud between Alastair and Cythraul begin? Listen to Coldhollow, a Myridian Constellation origin story to find out.

Abbagael Coldhollow’s desperate journey forces her to cross the shrouded borders of the Witchlands. There, the question that has haunted her soul will be answered once and for all. Returning from the Forsaken Continent, Telwyn finds Myriad in bloody chaos. What can one man do against the tide of tragedy and war? A dark excursion to find the Mirrors of Manticore may hold the answer.

You know, there are some days it just doesn't pay to get out of bed. This was one of those days. My head hurt. There was blood everywhere. My ship was shot full of holes and leaking more gases and fluids than a 1976 Chevy Vega...the one with an aluminum block. I should have just pulled the sheets up and rolled over when I had the chance....

Ebenezer Krow is a relentless man who charges through life, holding himself and everyone else to the letter of the law. Krow’s nephew, his employees, his business associates - even mankind in general - all feel the castigating burn of Krow’s glare. One night, on Christmas Eve, Krow is visited by his long-dead business partner, Marley Chastain. The ghost warns Krow that three spirits, one of them a devil, will assail him throughout the night. But will the harrowing experience be enough to tear the scab from his sin-scarred soul?

When a small team of former special operators land in Tanzania to grab a local warlord, it's business as usual. But the situation quickly changes when they learn that a pride of lions has been feeding on the local populace. Unable to walk away leaving the locals to fend for themselves, the seasoned warriors are drawn into a conflict unlike anything they've ever taken part in. As they struggle to understand their new enemy, they're led deeper and deeper into the unforgiving Tanzanian wilderness.

Suddenly on the far side of the Milky Way, Admiral Deborah Allen Riker and her crew find themselves neck-deep in trouble...again! It turns out the galaxy is a very dangerous place. Threats come in all shapes and sizes. For Admiral Dare, peace and protecting the innocent is the price of being human. It is a precious commodity that must be paid for with the blood and tears of those willing and able to fight for it.

An imperfect hero for an imperfect time. For generations, Riker men have been the best of the best. For the Battleborn that comes with a cost. I spit out the blood in my mouth. I had to give the other guy credit. That was a fine right hook. Every bit as good as my mom used to give me. Of course, the best right hooks were the ones I landed on the other guy rather than the ones the other guy landed on me. My dear departed mother had always taught me it was better to give than receive.

It’s odd the way some things work out. You expect to wake up dead, and instead, you wake up to the beautiful face of your wife. I was confused. I had died...or at least I sure as heck thought I had. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining. I’ve been alive for a number of years now and to be honest...I’m quite fond of it. I just didn’t understand "how" I was alive. My name is Fleet Admiral Jeremy Riker...but my friends call me Dog. This is the rest of my story.

Rick Tagler barely escaped Timbervale alive. Now, burdened with grief and haunted by unfinished business, he and his unlikely party—Gail the Fae, Squatch the Bigfoot Outcast, and the formidable Grand Elf—clash over their next steps. But Torwall offers no time for hesitation. With its Gatekeeper’s power peaking during the deadly Hallowtide Festival, Rick’s survival hinges on mastering his evolving magic. Each level gained is a race against time—and against a rising tide of Infernal treachery.

Hotshot astronomer Rick Tagler thought terminal brain cancer limited his options—until a celestial cataclysm hurls him and other Outcasts into Illdari, a perilous new universe where survival is just the beginning. Join Rick, his pet turtle Gams, and a spitfire Fae named Gail as they navigate monstrous beasts, mercurial storms, sinister guilds, and rule-breaking overseers. In Illdari, the odds aren't just stacked against you; they'll stomp you into jelly and spread you on toast.

Somewhere in the darklands of Creet, an necromancer and murderous android have just made a horrifying pact. Kase, a novice mage, and Brell, an outlaw bounty hunter, are out to stop them. Brell wants the reward. Kase wants vengeance. Armed with his magic and her illegal technology, they set out on a perilous journey. Soon they’re plunged into a deadly adventure of cursed cities, sinister necromancers, and untamed magic. The killer is expecting them. After all, he invited them to carry out his master plan.

In actuality, Lewis is not bipolar. The people he sees and hears—that no one around him sees or hears—are not figments of his imagination. Lewis has a rare gift, or is it a curse? He can see and hear ghosts. There is an insistent ghost in the high desert community of Joshua Tree who requires assistance, and Lewis Price is his choice to assist.

Eighth graders discover a dragon egg on the beach, a unicorn in their pasture, and follow Bigfoot through the portal the creatures have come through, along with a government agent and a poacher who’s after all the magic he can accumulate.

Three centuries after the Calming, the System is alive, but it’s not well. All that remains of the once-omnipotent AI are the book it left behind, and the itinerant professors charged with keeping its wisdom.

Book #2 in a trilogy from fantasy author Wayne Thomas Batson explores the concept of dreams and their effects on us. Fourteen-year-old Archer Keaton discovers he has the ability to enter and explore his dreams. He is a dreamtreader, one of three selected from each generation. Their mission: to...

Would you be willing to fight for your dreams? Fifteen-year-old Archer Keaton has the ability to enter and explore his dreams. He is a Dreamtreader, one of three selected from each generation. Their mission: to protect the waking world from the Nightmare Lord who dwells beyond the Slumber Gate...