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As a mercenary with no Divine Core, Xin Sang is resigned to a life of grunt work, fighting the lesser fiends like wyrmspawn that are far beneath the notice of the mighty Ascendants. But when an Archfiend—an Ebon Wyrm—appears and threatens to annihilate his mercenary crew, Xin must rise above his limitations and show them why he's the best. And why he's been running and hiding for so long.

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 apocalypse continues! And Trace Taylor doesn't know what she should do. A war between worlds seems inevitable, and Liberapolis is not prepared to fend off monster attacks, let alone the end of the world. With Ex just as clueless as she is, the redhead decides to confide with her best friend, Elizabeth Evergreen. Will the two young women be enough to stave off an alien invasion?

I was already a target, but now that I’ve created a harem of fiercely loyal and beautiful monster girls, the matriarchy won’t rest until I’m destroyed. But I and the wonderful monster girls won’t go down without a fight, and we will topple their disgusting system.

Bradley receives a second chance on a steampunk planet. The wondrous sights captivate, the gizmos fascinate, and it is all possible with steam. Attempting the wilds, Bradley experiences a dash of heart-pumping adventure that unlocks new opportunities and brings unwanted problems. With proper application, a bit of wit, and a dash of luck he might achieve greatness.

On January 1st, 2020, the comet hit, and a good chunk of the people on Earth died or turned into mutants. But some people gained powerful magical abilities. You would think that the fall of humankind would usher in a time of peace and happiness for the survivors, but since powerful people tend to be assholes, life got worse, and these mages enslaved those who couldn’t protect themselves. I have magic too, but not just any magic. I can summon guns, and nothing kills asshole mages better than a bullet through the brain.

A few weeks ago, I was just a plumber. Now, I’m the husband of two insanely gorgeous, magical princesses, and I’m apparently also the hero of legend. So, even though evil minions and bastards keep trying to kill me, I can’t complain too much, especially since I’m supposed to marry more princesses, bind them to me in a kinky ritual, and become their master...starting with a shy but sexy as hell mermaid.

The midterms are over, and I’ve succeeded, not only in passing, but I’ve also managed to increase my blood rank from E to D, something that’s never been done before. With all my recent successes, I should be satisfied with my progress. Not a chance. Cromwell’s don’t settle, and I’m not going to stop until I climb to the very top and stand proud next to my sister and all of the other prodigies at S-Rank. But it was foolish of me to believe I could defy the natural order of the world and just climb the ranks freely and that there wouldn’t be consequences.

Five months after becoming a Vampire, Sarah Wright’s unlife has gone back to relative normal - until demons start coming out of the woodwork. Before graduating high school last June, she never imagined she’d wind up staying at home with her parents and siblings. Now she savors every minute she has with them. Her friends juggle school and jobs, leaving precious little time to hang out with her mostly nocturnal schedule. A vampire’s hours aren’t exactly awesome for spending time with tween-age siblings either, but the family has adjusted to her undeath.

From book one: Being able to rip the soul out of a creature, store it in a precious gem, and use it to cast spells might make me the most powerful student at the Astra Argent Magical Academy. Only I can’t tell anybody about it. Because it's illegal, and they’ll kill me if they find out. But they need me whether they know it yet or not, so I’m going to capture a lot of souls and cast a lot of spells. This is gonna be a crazy semester. This is a monster-girl harem dark-magic academy story.

Step 1 - Travel to a different dimension on verge of destruction. Step 2 - Save dimension from doomsday event. Step 3 - Find the Wayfarer woman to take back so their dimension stabilizes. Step 4 - Bind Wayfarer woman to you for bonus powers and abilities. Step 5 - Get paid and then go back to step one.

Technically, there’s only one girl on this island that I’ve been told to stay away from. One. And she just showed up on my doorstep looking like a hooker at a ho parade. Why, you ask? Well, according to her, I’m the only one on Paradise Isle that can help her. The only. Fucking. One. Go figure. So what am I supposed to do? Turn her away and look like an asshole? This whole “being a good person thing” isn’t as easy as it’s cracked up to be. Bear with me, will you? I’m still learning the ropes.

In an expected turn of events, the Arcane Council has got us in their sights. Where do we run to except the Spectral Realm? Where spirits with unfinished business go to party. There, we hope to take refuge in the Stronghold of my late parents. Except knowledge of this Stronghold is lost. And only one woman can tells us where it is: a bloodthirsty and drop-dead gorgeous pirate by the name of Isobel Galeflint.

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.

The mysterious portals are continuing to open, hordes of murderous dinosaurs are pouring out, and the British military has abandoned population centers to defend critical infrastructure like power plants. That’s bad news for Jason and his two co-ed companions who are holed up in the campus art gallery, trying to ride out the reptilian storm. With no rescue on the way, they will have to learn to survive not just the savage dinosaurs, but also the humans who want their possessions.

Two beautiful female mages down...an academy of thousands to go.

Without another crystal, my second son will fade away. Together with my dragonmancer girlfriends and an army of soldiers, we're going into the subterranean realms to find more crystals. But my mission doesn't stop there. If I find more than one crystal and the fabled substance that will restore my potency, I will father even more dragon children. How many children are too many? There's no ceiling when you're a Dragon Breeder.

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.

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.

Once I finished repairing my broken well and coming to terms with the fact that I was in love with both Tess and Nera, I expected to return to Sanguine and recover, not get into a fight with my sister, leaving part of Sanguine destroyed. After my fight with Gwen, everything is perfectly clear. With my ascension to C-Rank, I now have power beyond even an S-Ranked Blood Mage. But I can no longer keep my abilities hidden. Desdemona Ingram, the headmistress of Sanguine Academy, knows about my blood, and the only thing she sees is a tool.