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The Grim, the post-mortem chaperone who collected me, is the crankiest Death in the greater Kansas City area. Understandable, since her job is to bag the souls of the worthless and rotten. Apparently I'm so crummy they made me her apprentice. There are so many other kinds of Death, and of all of them, I get lassoed to Miss Buzzkill, who loves to remind me I'm hers with her big green gargoyle finger, pointing and giving me her spooky come-hither. As the Grim's new involuntary Lackey, some of the rules are easy.

Take a space-pirate, inspired by a long-ago Dark Lord. Take a long period of quarantine within the tiny confines of a stolen starship. Now, take 42 busted, broken, or overbearing tropes of fantasy and science fiction. One by one, the Dark Lord twists each into a strange shape and uses it to tell a new story - many of them disgracefully funny, some rather dark, and none of them suitable for vulnerable minds such as yours. Jeff Mach brings tight, interesting, usually satirical, often quite twisted stories, to light a fire in your belly like whiskey, and light a whiskey on fire.

When a wealthy and gorgeous woman asks PI Frank Orpheus to find her missing identity, he just can't say no - even if the case leads him into a criminal underworld more horrific than anything he ever imagined. Private detective Frank Orpheus, searching for a mysterious woman’s missing identity, finds himself entangled in a web of underworld characters far nastier than any he’s ever met.

Even on a world where everyone lives forever and abilities are god-like, there's always one who struggles to keep up. His name is Bernie. More than anything, young Bernie wants to be a great universe builder like his father. In school he learned to build suns and planets and to create life. When he gets the chance to build his own universe, Bernie finds it full of problems: mysterious asteroids, unexplained volcanoes, and shifting continents, all threatening to destroy his beautiful planet.

Mark Peter - middle-aged, soft belly, weed wacker haircut - likes the quiet life. Any day spent indoors eating frozen pizzas, painting RPG figures in the basement, and feeding his scruffy cat is a good day. The problem is the outside world. When Mark touches certain things, he draws. Sometimes, it’s a little boy lost in the woods and sometimes, a throw pillow held tight against a grandmother’s face as she scratches at gloved hands.

Satanic panic, a mass hysteria created in the 1980s, has returned to a small college town in the Midwest. Ritualistic murders and the presence of the occult have bled below the surface of the town in the form of icy accidents and other coincidences. And when three lifelong friends find themselves on the radar of a killer - and leader of a satanic cult - they must fight for what's good without being seduced by the evil that possesses their campus.

Something is listening to the prayers of St. Paul’s United Church, but it’s not the god they asked for; it’s something much, much older. A quiet Sunday service turns into a living hell when this ancient entity descends upon the house of worship and claims the congregation for its own.

After narrowly escaping certain death, James, Claire, and Beth have taken refuge in his luxurious mansion. Their goals are simple: fortify his mountainside home into a base of operations and, with some luck, survive. Fortunately for him, he has two beautiful women to help.

In a world of angels, demons, vampires, shifters, and magic, Alec, a regular mortal is thrust into a world that’s been hidden to every race but witches. With nothing more than his wits and an old book, Alec volunteers himself to help Celadon, a stranger he found injured in an alley, complete her Blood Trials. The three trials set Alec and Cel on a mission of death, secrets, and blood. Will they make it out alive or fall victim to whoever has the hidden agenda of the missions they’ve been set on?