Dark Fantasy War

Once, Tomas Piety looked after his men, body and soul, as best he could. Then those who ran his country decided his dark talents would better serve in the corridors of power. Crushed by the power of the Queen's Men and with the Skanian menace rising once more on the streets of Ellinburg, Tomas Piety is forced to turn to old friends, old debts and untrustworthy alliances. Meanwhile in the capital city of Dannsburg, Dieter Vogel is beginning to wonder if the horror he has unleashed in the Martyr's Disciples might be getting out of control.

After discovering she is the Second Saint fated to save her realm, Aya’s duty should be clear: return to her home kingdom to serve her Queen, Gianna, in the coming war against the kingdom of Kakos, whose pursuit of dark magic could bring the realm to its knees. But with Aya unsure of how her power is to defeat dark magic and suspicious of just how far Gianna will go to stop Kakos, it isn’t long until Aya’s very purpose is brought into question. Can she and Will, her blood-sworn enemy-turned-ally, find the truth before dark magic consumes her realm entirely?

Irresistibly gorgeous mafia king Nikolai Skolov is dominant, hard, possessive - and determined to bend innocent Dahlia Lundin to his will. But she is equally determined to resist. The lives of those she loves depends upon it. Except Dahlia isn't prepared for the insatiable hunger the warlord's discipline awakens. Or her soul's recognition that her new master is also her fated-mate. As dangers mount and betrayals loom, all Dahlia knows is turned on its head.

The Republic's black ops have failed to take over Rebirth and steal Alexandra's dungeon core for the last time. All pretenses are finally cast aside as the Republic's army is ordered to march on Rebirth and start a war the entire continent has been dreading for over a century. Alexandra and her allies prepare for the inevitable. Rebirth gathers foes of the Republic from all over the continent while Alexandra begins assembling her secret army, ready to take the fight to the surface and to the Republic itself. But as Alexandra prepares to crush the Republic, more sinister events are afoot.

The magic flames are raging. Blades are melting. Souls are reduced to ashes in the fury of battle. The grand finale of the war for the First Temple is upon us. The last trump cards have been played, the reserves are all exhausted, and even the gods have engaged in the plebeian fight. The universe is on the point of collapse. Broken are the chains that hold the worlds together. The icy waters of the Baltic cool the scorching sands of the Frontier.

The galaxy follows a logical structure. Legion Dark Operator Kel Turner believed that. To know the order of battle and how an enemy unit was organized was to know its purpose and how to destroy it. That logic existed down to the smallest scale, down to what made up life itself. To know a molecule’s structure was to know its function - they were one and the same. It was no different for Kel. He was Dark Ops and Dark Ops was him. But the covert action arm of the Legion is changing. And so is he. And if Dark Ops is no longer the same, how could Kel be Kel?

If the Knights Magica want a war, I'm willing to give them one. I damned my soul long ago. What I do from this point forward is about redemption. If I burn in Hell because of fighting for others, for shouldering their sins, so be it. The Knights are powerful, and they have taken control of the Universal Church. All across the world, the Knights find themselves in conflict with other paranormals and supernaturals. Human governments scramble to cope with the new reality of magic.

There’s only one distraction from the stress of combat for a legionnaire - the next mission. For Sergeant Kel Turner and Kill Team Three, the wait is never long. Whether it’s on a core world snatching a delusional genius who knows too much or on the edge forging allies among a complex alien culture, Dark Ops are the foot soldiers of the House of Reason’s galactic game for dominance.

He's a notorious crime lord - and he’s on the hunt for her. He’s mafia royalty. Worlds above her. Ice-cold and merciless. Driven by duty and dark secrets. She’s property. Expected to submit. Imprisoned by ruthless criminals determined to break her for information she can’t afford to give. Except there’s something different about Maxheim Skolov. Something that awakens long-buried instincts within Tess and draws her toward the man inside the beast. A force more dangerous than anything she’s faced to date. So, she runs. But she won’t get far.

What is the one thing a sinner can’t allow? Temptation. But Keira Sartin is all that and more. A walking talking dream. She calls to every cell in Alexi’s messed-up, rule-breaking soul. Except she’s forbidden. Addictive. A distraction he can’t afford. Not when his family is depending on him and redemption is within reach. Not when his mission hinges on making no waves and fulfilling his duty. Not when she’s the sister of his bride-to-be.

At just 15, Eskara Helsene fought in the greatest war mankind has ever known - and lost. There is only one place her enemies would send a Sourcerer as powerful as her: the Pit, a prison sunk so deep into the earth the sun is a distant memory. Now, she finds herself stripped of her magic; a young girl surrounded by thieves, murderers, and worse. In order to survive she will need to make new allies, play the inmates against each other, and find a way out. Her enemies will soon find out that Eskara is not so easily broken.

1647: A small group of Parliamentarian soldiers are ambushed in an isolated part of Northern England. Their only hope for survival is to flee into the nearby Moresby Wood...unwise though that may seem. For Moresby Wood is known to be an unnatural place, the realm of witchcraft and shadows, where the devil is said to go walking by moonlight. Seventeen men enter the wood. Only two are ever seen again, and the stories they tell of what happened make no sense. Stories of shifting landscapes, of trees that appear and disappear at will...and of something else.

Kel Turner is a victim of his own success. His exploits and victories as part of Kill Team Three bring the attention of forces seeking hegemony over the Republic. These shadowy power brokers know that a man like Kel represents a threat to their plans...unless he can be persuaded to join them. And if the operator declines, his hidden enemy will stop at nothing to destroy him. At a deadly crossroads, Kel is told to choose between love and duty. But his foes are ignorant that he has a third choice. Win.

The war with the Egril has changed Tinnstra forever. A coward no more, she'll go to any length to defeat every last one of her enemies. Zorique has grown into her powers. It's time for her to lead her army into Jia and spearhead the fight for her homeland. But at what cost? The Egril emperor Raaku—the Son of Kage himself—is waiting for them. And he intends to destroy Zorique, Tinnstra and all their allies. They will need to put everything on the line if Jia hopes to see the dawn.

Two old dudes want to kill me. Oh, and one of them is my ancestor.... And after centuries of practice, they’re pretty good at the whole murder thing. But at least they want to kill each other just as badly. Now, I’ve taken down a Greek goddess, worn a Horseman’s mask, and I ride a homicidal unicorn who hates rainbows with a passion. Some might say sending two senior citizens to a permanent retirement home should be a breeze. It ain’t. Because that’s not my biggest concern. One of my friends is in danger, or possibly dying, and I need to get her back before her fiancé kills me.

I've said it before, but sometimes I'm a bad person. I cheated on my 12th-grade math final, I've run countless yellow lights, and I gossip about how hot my kickass best friends are. (Good thing my job as a guild bartender doesn't require moral perfection.) But there's bad, and then there's bad. And I'm not sure which applies to a certain dark druid/wanted criminal/reluctant friend of mine. His transgressions include black-magic dealings, kidnapping, and murder, and he's about to add "revenge-fueled killing spree" to his resume - if I don't stop him. Should I stop him?

Among the scattered fringe cities bordering the Cienbal desert, the true name of the Monster of Karth is spoken only in whispers...RAZ I'SYUL ARRO. A sellsword of the utmost caliber, Raz is a killer of paramount skill and highest regard. Towering tall even amongst the atherian, he is the only of his kind to live free in the "civilized" confines of mankind's varied cultures. He has no need of loyalties, his sole affections pledged to the gold crowns that buy his time and skills.

Davin's never been good at telling what's brave and what's merely stupid, but when he tries to stop Nico from following his destiny, he knows he's crossed the line. And now his sister, Dina, is caught up in Nico's quest. Her Shamer's Gift means she can bring humiliation to the most hardened villain, simply by looking him in the eye. But faced by Nico's deadliest enemy, Dina knows this won't be enough.

Sie sind Todfeinde - Und die Einzige Hoffnung für ihre Welt. Talasyn ist ein Findelkind und kannte bisher nur den alles verzehrenden Krieg gegen das Nachtimperium. Als einzige noch lebende Lichtweberin kämpft sie mit ihrer Magie an vorderster Front. Eines Tages kreuzt sich ihre Klinge mit der von Alaric, dem Kronprinzen des Nachtimperiums. Obwohl sie erbitterte Feinde sind, springt ein Funke zwischen ihnen über und beide schrecken vor dem letzten tödlichen Schlag zurück.

Still in New York, Katie is working on creating an additional base for herself and her team as Pandora contemplates how she can mess up Calvin's love life. What will happen when Katie meets the woman who means the most to her? And what is Calvin going to do, since the gang in Mexico is not giving up?