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On the day of his Proving, Apprentice Summoner Samuel Eamon chooses a white rabbit as his familiar, summoning a creature from the Outer Spheres and dubbing it “Snowball.” What he gets is a shapely succubus with bunny ears and a poofy cottontail. Turns out everything he tries to summon ends up a succubus. With his new Summoner’s License, Samuel is sent with a former classmate as his escort to meet Runescribe Elantrica Ilmora—someone who just might be able to discern the truth behind his odd spin on Calling Magic.

They say that all is fair in love and war. Well I guess it's a good thing that we have plenty of both. Framed for the murder of Elantrica Ilmora, Samuel was on the run—but not anymore. Reunited with family and old friends, he will have his day in court, heard by the king himself. But conflict lingers. Delsran has fled into the shadows, and a certain corrupt bishop has not given up on saving Aurora’s soul—even if it means seeing her dead.

Torin has been victorious against his self-proclaimed arch-enemy Luca Gattosi. The Brotherhood of the Lion's Claw has fallen. All of their territory had been absorbed into the Shattered Storm's growing empire. This has not come without a cost. Torin is suffering from a prolonged debuff that endangers his life and he has put his trust in the young Jackson to act on his behalf and further the Shattered Storm's ends in Pandaemonium.

On the day of his Proving, Apprentice Summoner Samuel Eamon chooses a white rabbit as his familiar, summoning a creature from the Outer Spheres and dubbing it “Snowball”. What he gets is a shapely succubus with bunny ears and a poofy cottontail. Turns out everything he tries to summon ends up a succubus. With his new Summoner’s License, Samuel is sent with a former classmate as his escort to meet Runescribe Elantrica Ilmora—someone who just might be able to discern the truth behind his odd spin on Calling Magic.

An experimental ASI with a terminal case of curiosity reached out and tampered with the universe in a way that it should not have, and unleashed a torrent of energy we would call magic into our galaxy. Humans, and every other intelligent lifeform for that matter, were ill-prepared, physically and mentally, for such an eventuality. In an effort to save itself, the ASI hastily created something it called the Framework to shape and codify this magical energy, and usher in a new world. A world of classes, levels, and extraordinary power. But also a world of monsters.

Torin has seen off several threats against him and his burgeoning faction the Shattered Storm. However, time is ticking down on the primary quest from his patron, the Shattered Goddess. He promised to utterly destroy Luca Gattosi before a year had passed. Months have gone by and he is no closer to taking his rival down. In fact, the opposite is true. Luca has only grown stronger. The window of opportunity to act is getting smaller with every day. But things are not so simple that Torin can switch his focus whenever he wishes.

Siege the castle? In my own way. Save the world? If it’s worth my while. Create a bestiary business with a group of beautiful yet contrasting women? Fully achieved. Now the house is too crowded! One moment I'm taking pictures of a fantastic sky beast, aided by a sassy witch, a pretty blonde, and a cute green goblin. The next we’re in bed for the night - and I can't get a lick of covers! This house is too small. It wasn’t meant for this many people and a bestiary business. Problem is, not a lot of folk want a goblin and a witch in their neighborhood. It’s hard to blame them.

One minute I’m in a tree, pointing my camera at a tiger, the next I’m on my back in a medieval fantasy world, while a skittish blonde hovers over me, hoping I’m not dead. I’ve never felt more alive.

The first week is in Torin's rear view, and he has survived the apocalypse that overran the world. He has thwarted the attempts of the sea god Sholmdir to bring his reign to an unceremonious early end and secured an island stronghold in the middle of Lake Michigan in the bargain. With a base of operations, it's time to start building his crew. He needs to return to the mainland and start emptying the prisons. Those who can be trusted will be signed to his canon. There are other uses for those who can't.

Ethan, the accidental Goblin King, faces his greatest challenge as the Goblin Emperor's army marches on Skrulgara. With war looming, he must forge alliances at a grand summit, uniting goblin tribes, elves, and dweorgar against a common foe. But diplomacy isn't Ethan's only battle. The brilliant inventor Cinda holds the key to Skrulgara's defenses, and Ethan's heart. Meanwhile, the goblin archivist Zirka harbors a secret that could change... everything.

As Ethan, the first-ever human Goblin King, solidifies his reign, treacherous new challenges arise, threatening to unravel his kingdom. A grand diplomatic summit looms, goblin emperor's agents lurk in the shadows, and political alliances become a dangerous game.

Ethan, the first-ever human Goblin King, thought he'd seen it all after a mysterious talisman teleported him to this new world. But when an orcish army stands at the doorstep of his kingdom, life on the throne just got a whole lot more complicated. As he grapples with the imminent threat, he also finds himself captivated by a fiery half-orc, half-goblin blacksmith, whose heart is as elusive as her craft is formidable.

Ethan's got a cushy job and an empty apartment to prove he's mastered monotony. But a mysterious talisman sends him tumbling into a whole new world—quite literally. He says goodbye to spreadsheets and hello to becoming the first-ever human Goblin King. Rivals? The ex-King’s ticked-off offspring are itching to overthrow him. Duels? They’re on his calendar next to ‘avoid rebellion.’ Wives? He’s required to have at least two.

Samuel Eamon just barely escaped capture from the Justicars, but his freedom almost cost him everything. Without his own name, without the future he always yearned for, things seem bleak for the young Summoner. Or, at least, they would...if he didn't have her. Samuel and Aurora retreat into anonymity, posing as a young married couple working for a rural wing of the Mysterium. For now, their lives are a romantic pastoral fantasy brought to life, but both of them know that won't last for long.

Siege the castle? Not my style. Save the world? Never gonna happen. Create a bestiary business with a group of beautiful yet contrasting women? Now that’s more like it! One minute I’m in a tree, pointing my camera at a tiger, the next I’m on my back in a medieval fantasy world, while a skittish blonde hovers over me, hoping I’m not dead. I’ve never felt more alive. Because although the dutiful smith’s assistant warns me away from the town’s sinful witch, I still have to go. The witch has the only bestiary book in town, and that’s my one hope of a comfortable life.

Siege the castle? They open the door for me. Save the world? Let’s not talk about it. Create a bestiary business with a group of beautiful yet contrasting women? How about a second location? A last expedition. There’s just one problem. Coming with me is a wild, crazy jester, and a dark, brooding witch. They’re as different as different could be, but I’ve got to help them get along—and let’s be real, it's mostly Velvet who needs helping.

Gesthe is a world where the whims of gods and magic hold sway. Cruel and capricious gods force mortal champions to fight and die in their eternal game. Taken from his world and his memories stolen by the Divines, our hero takes up the name of the first and greatest of heroes, Gilgamesh. He is forced to adapt to the game-like world, assimilating skills and dark abilities that he can barely comprehend.