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Um marco da literatura italiana, A divina comédia é uma representação bucólica e sensível da jornada de um homem em busca do amor e da salvação, assim como uma grande amostra literária do cristianismo medieval de época. Escrita por Dante Alighieri, a Divina Comédia é dividida em...

Brink City. It’s the hellhole of America and has been ever since the magical world collided with our own. All the undesirables, those magical creatures and races who couldn’t fit into polite society, ended up there. Underground monster matches? Illegal enchantments? Monstrous ladies of the night? Potions that make you a god for a day? They can all be found in Brink City. And it’s my new playground.

The race is on. I have to find mages capable of casting The Last Spell before Dracula does. If I don't, he will remake the world in his image, which will be a good thing for no one except him. Dracula will destroy everything I've built. The Dragon's Hoard. My women. My children. I must stop him, even if it means crossing lines I previously refused to cross.

Creation Mages to wine and dine. Immortals to defeat. A multiverse to save.

After spending time with the bearmancers of Vetrusca, I have a new mission. It will take me into the heart of a desert land with a new kind of mancer, where the people are ruled by the iron fist of a tyrant. If there's one thing I love, it's mancer women, and if there's one thing I hate, it's tyrants.

“Now, we become adventurers....” Von Dominus continues to build Zagorath into a lair worthy of an evil overlord. When a new item brings another realm to his fingertips, it’s time the dungeon did a little diving of his own.

Having bested the Olympians and fought an Aesir Valkyrie to a standstill, David Montague must now contend with the greatest threat to humanity yet: the Frost Giants, the Jotuns.

After defeating the wild dragons deep beneath the Earth, I’m ordered into the Vetruscan Kingdom. There, the warriors are not bonded to dragons but bears. They are equally formidable, and not all bearmancers are friends. Thankfully, I won’t be by myself. I’ll have my dragonmancer women with me, as well as Noctis the Onyx Dragon...and my three dragon children.

I thought the last thing I would have expected while working at the mall during the holiday season was to meet a real elf woman. Then the blue-skinned ogre tore through the mall. The elf and I made a quick escape and ended up in a strange fantasy world. Now, I’m finding out that the elves have been in decline for centuries and are being hunted to extinction for their magical abilities. They need someone to help them. Someone to protect them. Someone with magical powers that could make elves strong like they used to be.

The Shadow Nations man the Bronze Citadel. It’s going to take the combined might of the Mystocean Empire’s dragonmancers, the catmancers of Akrit, and the bearmancers of Vetrusca to bring them down. And, if we’re lucky, we’ll be joined by mancers from elsewhere in the world. But the Shadow Nations are not without their surprises, and a certain type of dragon could prove too difficult for even me, Mike Noctis the Dragon Breeder, to handle.

This critically acclaimed translation was awarded the Los Angeles Times Book Prize for Poetry and the Harold Morton Landon Translation Award given by the Academy of American Poets. Well versed, rapid, and various in style, the Inferno is narrated by Pinsky and three other leading poets: Seamus Heaney, Frank Bidart, and Louise Glück.

In a world where magic users craft monsters to gain supernatural abilities, the monsters are fighting back. After devouring countless humans, they can now shapeshift into people. They live among the human realms, waiting for their moment to strike. Prince Gray, heir to the throne, has discovered these shapeshifters. Stopping this hidden force will require alliances with creatures beyond the edge of civilization: a secluded tribe of beastkin women. The all-female tribe exists on the edge between human and animal. They are powerful, but they are nothing compared to the shapeshifters.

A day ago, I merged with this dragon in a way that made me superhuman. And only a moment ago, I learned that I was a Dragon Breeder. Who said you couldn't juggle being a father to dragons while attending a military academy filled with beautiful dragonmancers?

When Mark wakes up in a hospital bed beside a beautiful blonde nurse, he’s a little confused. When a dragon-man crashes into the room and threatens to kill them, he’s downright befuddled. When Mark turns the aforementioned blonde nurse into a dragon, he starts to understand. Mark isn’t in Chicago anymore. He’s in a fantasy world ruled by powerful dragon beings. Good thing he has the ability to turn women into dragons. And that’s only the beginning.

The meeting with the other warlocks that Wes has been waiting for is about to go ahead, but something else just came up—something that might change not only Wesley Alban’s life, but the lives of everyone in the entire world. Wes has found an angel below the Deja Vu bar. Apparently, that’s a bad thing. Her very existence on Earth could spell all-out war between the forces of heaven and hell with Earth as the battlefield. This beautiful angel desperately needs the protection of Wes and his guild.

I've either made the greatest or worst decision of my life: to travel to the Chaosbane Family Ranch to celebrate Yuletide. One of the many fellow festivalgoers accompanying me is arguably the Chaosbane's craziest family member, Leah. There's no telling what kind of crazy antics we'll end up in, but I hope that at least one of them will lead to learning more spells.

I’ve been dual enrolled in both the Celestial and Infernal Academies for a few weeks. Things are going as you might expect: lots of training, lots of learning, lots of late night sessions in my subspace with my girls. But this brief period of normalcy couldn’t last long.

After our recent victory against Queen Titania’s forces, I thought my harem and I would get some time to relax. Maybe throw a few parties in my subspace and invite the finest from the Celestial and Infernal Academies. Turns out that the Beast of Revelation is on the loose, and it wants to eat the entire universe, starting with Hell itself. Someone needs to defeat the beast and put it back in its cage. And the Prince of Darkness has come to me for help.

I'm Justin Mauler, student of Mazirian Academy, Creation Mage, and now the new owner of a poltergeist named Barry Chillgrave. Who'd have expected having a deceased buccaneer as your resident dungeon-running poltergeist would lead to trouble? Yeah, it's pretty much a given. And now I’ve discovered that my spell list might be limited. Which means only one thing: I have to find a way to break that limit.

It’s been four months since I defeated Ivan Grozny, King of the Nightlords. He ran off with his tail tucked between his legs, and no one has seen anything of the Nightlords since. The Dragon’s Hoard has not remained idle. Two of my mates are days away from giving birth to my children, and I’ve been slowly expanding and perfecting my base while hunting interlopers. I’m starting to think the Nightlords won’t be showing up again, but if there’s one thing about vampires, it’s that they’re hard to put down for good. Myself included.