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When love and loyalty spark, fire will forge the Dragon Queen’s destiny in this breathtaking conclusion to Sylvia Mercedes’s epic romantasy duology. Rosie Harpwood never asked to be the Dragon Queen. But with Mhoryga’s darkness spreading and the fate of the realm at stake, she must embrace...

England 1922. It’s been four years since Rudy’s brother Edgar went missing in war-torn France. Still deep in mourning and grappling with unanswered questions, Rudy and his mother struggle to move on. When the enigmatic Mariette arrives unexpectedly at the family’s manor claiming to be Edgar’s widow, and the mother of his child, Rudy urges her to stay, hoping she’ll shed light on the missing pieces.

The first book in an unmissable and ferociously exciting adventure series for readers of David Gemmell, Christian Cameron and Simon Scarrow Greece is in turmoil, divided by feuding kingdoms desiring wealth, power and revenge. When young soldier Eperitus comes to the aid of a group of embattled...

1989. The Berlin Wall has just fallen and communism is crumbling throughout Eastern Europe. An American businessman, alone in Romania, tumbles into a world of political turmoil, where double dealing tyrants and enforcers struggle to maintain their ruthless grip…and where a woman of surprising character and simple beauty ignites in him equal parts of desperation and hope.

Late in the twenty-first century, drought and wildfires prompt an exodus from southern Europe. When twelve-year-old Caleb is separated from his mother during their trek north, he soon falls prey to traffickers. Enslaved in an enclave outside Manchester, the resourceful and determined Caleb never loses hope of bettering himself. After Caleb is befriended by a fellow victim of trafficking, another road opens. Hiding in the woodlands by day, guided by the stars at night, he begins a new journey - to escape to a better life, to meet someone he can trust, and to find his family. 

History is written by the man holding the sword. The truth is known by the man holding the mop. My name is Lucrio. I was born a slave in the Subura district of Rome, sold to the household of Julius Caesar at eighteen, and given my freedom by his will the afternoon they carried his body out of the Theater of Pompey. I spent the following forty years as a clerk to the Senate, processing the documents of a civilization in the act of liquidating itself. I was invisible to the powerful men around me. This was, as it turned out, the only form of safety available—and the only form of witness.