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Blut bedeckt den Boden und die Wände des Midnight Bounties. Aber hey, Ragul, der Vampir-Barkeeper, wird heute Abend nicht hungern müssen! Währenddessen werden die Kopfgeldjäger und Söldner, deren Leichen, unter dem Außenklo begraben werden, an ihren Platz erinnert.Frank und sein zusammengewürfeltes Team haben alle Hände voll zu tun.

This is the story about how I died. Not really.... I mean, I don't remember most of it, thank goodness. Long story short, I was betrayed. Some people I thought I could trust invaded my sky palace, stole my women, and enslaved my pet shadow hounds. I was destroyed, utterly. Or so they thought. Somehow, mana, the source of my previous power, brought me back. The backstabbing weasels think they are safe, barricaded in their strongholds. Here's the horrible part. They willingly sacrificed their own flesh and blood for security. And they had the nerve to call me evil?

My life was ordinary, but never boring. That is, until a colossal tower landed smack-dab in the middle of the city. What should have followed was mass panic and hysteria, but I never got to that part. Why? Simple. I was taken along with 99,999 other people from Earth and dropped onto an unknown world. Strange beings appeared before us—floating, featureless figures that call themselves demi-gods. They ruled this place, this fantastical world called Gaea. The reason why they took us? We'd supposedly been selected to show that Earth was worth saving from an upcoming cataclysmic event.

The Baron Sherazad sent me as far away from Eslant as possible. Now, I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere, in a nest full of enemies, with only a demented mimic and a renegade elf to watch my back.

After having kept my hands to myself for years, It's time to enjoy myself a bit as well with an enemy-turned-ally magician who is as smart as she is beautiful, a bar owner who can equally hold herself in a fight as much as with liquor, and the only other survivor other than myself, a golden-haired healer who's even more damaged than I am. Change looms behind Greystone's colossal walls as guilds vanish, arena fighters wind up dead, and whispers of a great war permeate the streets. My name is Cade, a man driven by vengeance, and I am going to bring it all down!

Greystone is nothing but a painful memory. Yet Tan'Malas, the Dark God, has found footing in this strange new land just as we did. Establishing a home with enemies on all sides is no easy task, yet there is no turning back. This time we will fight the Dark God head-on and make sure no one takes our home away from us again. The Order, a fanatical faction devoted to Tan'Malas, rules these lands with an iron fist. We will use them as a stepping stone and make sure that the people have a choice in who they worship and support.

It only took the end of the world to find my calling. Unfortunately, getting rid of humanity's biggest internal threat was just the start of my trials on Gaea. Just a few short days after my friends and I defeated Roman, the System gleefully informed us about a hidden world event. We have no idea when it'll strike, nor do we know when the two alien species brought to our corner of Gaea will appear. Even worse, Boris and Miki have vanished. With the two brutal criminal bosses lurking in the wings, no human is safe.

Greystone's arcane dome shimmers under the barrage of spells. The walls are manned, and the Valtorian host has come. As we await the final battle, the forces of Tan'Malas spread their corruption through both camps. The war threatens to consume everything we've worked for and take from me all those I care about. I learned the hard way how easy it is to lose everyone and everything. I will not let that happen again. To me, my girls and my friends are more important than all of Greystone and Valtoria combined.

Not everyone gets a second chance at life. I, however, kind of lucked into mine. Thrust into the body of a dying man, I fought to break free, made a few friends along the way, and started down the long and treacherous path of revenge.

In the realm of Isodoro, just two things stand between Alliance lands and the spears and muskets of the orcish hordes: the wizards of the Order and constant infighting amongst the orcs themselves. In the Alliance capital, young Wit has just been promoted from apprentice to full wizard - and saddled with the very unglamorous task of traveling to a distant iron mine to inspect it for fraud. Worse yet, he's partnered with Wa'llach, a drunken dwarven prisoner who's killed more people than most plagues. Yet those skills are about to become very handy.

We’d survived the battle for Sklava City, but just barely... Parties were scattered, academies split, and the Tower—the monolithic structure that served as both order and protection—was toppled. What should we do next? In short, we must make the city safe and find our path forward. The mistresses and elders have a plan, but it requires us to venture forth into the wilderness and seek out a new mind stone. The problem? We’re just students. And the world beyond Sklava’s wall is a wild and dangerous place.

The more Devin Cain learns about Gaea, the more dangerous it appears. After finding a hidden shard of the broken Demigod Parfanel, Devin has become more powerful than ever—but that same power has also drawn the ire of the Demigods and the System. He's already united humanity and won the dwergar to his side, but even an alliance of thousands won't be enough. When Devin and his friends decide to risk it all and escape Gaea's death games, they'll find themselves in a struggle unlike any they've faced before.

There I was, thinking that things were finally going to get a little bit better. I had no idea how, but the System was on humanity's side, giving us hints and even unlocking a new all-powerful summon for me. Nope. That System is gone now, replaced by a new one that's cold and unfeeling. And to make matters worse, the darkling are stronger than ever before. The three princes—Nieven, Tigris, and a new monster named Mirugo—are forcing their race to march up the tower at sword point, sacrificing thousands of their own to claim new powers and rewards. Humanity has no choice but to follow.

Rachael's worst nightmare and feared vision has come alive. Imprisoned on Kaethe in the Dark One's temple, guarded by shadows, she can’t do anything but wait for death. If only she could force her visions, or contact Cale and her Sparrows… but she's never been able to control her gift, and her only friends are an ocean away, unaware that Rachael's been kidnapped. Even worse nightmares rise from the shadows. The Dark One grows stronger every day, and He'll destroy the world if Rachael doesn’t find a way out.

Auf ihrer Suche in der Bibliothek des Rates finden Emma, Jess und Akil nicht nur heraus, was es mit dem Gefüge der Zeit auf sich hat. Akil kann endlich auch das Geheimnis lüften, welches Ilai dort versteckt hat. Jess und Akil müssen sich einer ebenso unerwarteten wie unangenehmen Wahrheit stellen. Einer Wahrheit, die auch in der Gegenwart noch wirkt. Jaydee sieht sich Kontrahenten gegenüber, denen er kaum gewachsen scheint. Weder körperlich noch mental. Er muss seine gesamte Kraft aufbringen, um sich ihnen zu entziehen. Wird sie ausreichen?

Marysol hat sich gezeigt. Nach und nach erfährt Jess, wer von den Seelenwächtern für sie und somit auch für Lilija kämpft. Der Schock darüber sitzt tief, doch sie wehrt sich weiter und versucht sich gegen die alten Mächte der Seelenwächter zu stellen. Wird sie stark genug sein, um sich zu entziehen? Jaydee leidet ebenfalls und kann sich kaum noch gegen den Schmerz stemmen, der ihm zugefügt wird. Sein Geist bricht zum ersten Mal. Er muss die Entscheidung treffen, ob er Lilija folgen will oder nicht. Es kommt zum Showdown der Mächte. Wer wird siegen?

The country of Midoka embraces magic, also known as the gift. Its most powerful order of sorcerers, the Mist Women, teach novices at the coven in Maishi Hou, and their graduates serve as expert advisors all over the world. Magic is every Midokan’s undeniable birthright. Except for Yua. An unwilling resident at the Maishi Hou coven, she can’t call forth the smallest flame. Her only childhood memory is soaked in blood. The only hint as to who—or what—she is lies in her blackened veins. But they also hide a shadow thirsting for blood, and even the leading Mist Woman fears it.

Man mag es auch göttliche Fügung nennen, aber auf wundersame Weise ist unsere alte Gruppe aus Eslant wieder vereint. Kristan und Marko waren der Schlüssel beim Kampf gegen Harkels Hellhounds in Arrdeam und jetzt stellen wir unsere vereinten Kräfte Melina zur Verfügung. Ein Mann muss zu seinem Wort stehen.

Ich wachte in einem Zelt auf dem Schlachtfeld auf, blutig, geschlagen und verkrüppelt.Nicht nur mein Arm und meine Schulter waren gebrochen, sondern auch mein Verstand. Ich konnte mich an nichts erinnern—meinen Namen, wer oder wo ich war, oder was mit mir passiert war. Konnte es noch schlimmer werden? Sicher. Die Schlacht war noch nicht vorbei, und unser Feind gab sich nicht mit seinem Sieg zufrieden. Nein. Sie wollten uns auslöschen. Aber warum? Wenn ich lange genug lebte, würde ich es vielleicht herausfinden.

As a homeless orphan, shunned for having the gift, Rachael knows how to survive. The visions of people dying are only hers to see. The shadows are her safety. When Cephy comes into her life, having a friend who is as feared by the villagers as Rachael seems too good to be true. After a fiery incident, the villagers call on the White Guard to execute Rachael and Cephy. Together, they flee into a world they know nothing about.