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The Great Ones arrived on Earth and conquered us with little bloodshed. They collected our strongest warriors and shipped them off to a world called Hadran—a one-of-a-kind artificial planet, a cosmic gladiatorial arena where the slave races engage in blood sports for the Great Ones' entertainment. But Earth has lost the last of its real champions and now risks losing its candidate status. If that happens, it will become less than a slave colony.

Audiobook contains: Accession of the Stone Born Death doesn't always ride a pale horse: Gavin Randall hasn’t been home in nearly thirty years. Upon his return, he discovers that he’s one of the rarest beings in the supernatural community - a Stone Born. Dust Walkers: When newly minted vigil Gavin Randall is summoned to a small town in New Mexico, the last thing he’s expecting is to have to fight a cartel of necromancers, and Shades of Fire & Ash: fanatics hellbent on destroying Gavin Randall, his friends, and the Archive itself have surfaced.

I woke up in a battlefield triage tent, bloody, battered, and crippled. It wasn't just my arm and shoulder that was broken, but also my mind. I couldn't remember anything—my name, who or where I was, or what had happened to me. Could things get worse? Of course they could. The battle wasn’t over, and it appeared that our enemy wasn't content with just a victory. No. They sought to wipe us out. But why? If I lived long enough, perhaps I would find out.

After nearly being killed, Horacio Garcia is thrown into an unfamiliar world with diabolical dangers and conflicts of celestial proportions. When he is put in charge of Ōmeyōcān-Mictlān, a corporation known for futuristic tech, he discovers that not only is magic very real, but he’s now at odds with an ancient evil hellbent on putting him in the ground. If he’s going to have a chance at surviving what’s ahead, Horacio needs to come to grips with power beyond his comprehension and navigate the dark waters ahead.

Deep beneath the Empire State University library, a frustrated student finds the lost legacy of ESU's most infamous alumnus. Victor Von Doom's lab notebooks - instructions for how to build a machine that can pierce the veil between Earth and the netherworld - have fallen into the wrong hands. A gate is opened where none should exist, and someone - or something - has invaded our world. The Fantastic Four would be the team to face such a threat...if they could reach one another.

Clint Rogan and his team did it. They survived the initial hardships of Terraria One and came out much stronger than anyone would have imagined. The human starting capital of Grimford had been rebuilt, new contestants had been trained to participate in the blood sport that entertained the Galaxy, and team Dread grew to legend status. A new threat emerged and overshadowed everything they had worked for. It was larger than anything they could anticipate, a threat from the very ring surrounding Hadran.

In just thirteen days, Iain Clark—along with his friends—survived the initialization of the System, cheated said System to deal with a world boss, and eradicated a vampiric incursion. Oh, right, and he was directly responsible for wiping out the residents of Kringleton—Santa Claus included. Turns out Santa was a jerk, who knew? Now after two weeks of insanity, Iain thinks he's caught a break. Of course, with the System involved, things aren't so easy—they never are.

Herzlich Willkommen zu meinem Podcast, Ich bin Janine, eine Transfrau, und hier erzähle Ich über mein Leben, also meine Transition, Geschichten aus dem Leben und alles was mich so bewegt, die Folgen sind zwischen 5 und 30 Minuten lang, vielleicht wird auch mal das ein oder andere mal jemand mit dabei sein als Gesprächspartner/ in, aber mal schauen. Es wird aber nur diesen Podcast geben, es wird keine anderen Social Media geben, keine Website usw. Dafür ist zu viel negatives passiert. Deshalb wird es nur den Podcast geben. Da Ich mit diesem Podcast kein Geld verdiene, benötigt er auch kein...

They were the Savages. Raiders from our distant past. Elites who left Earth to create tailor-made utopias aboard the massive lighthuggers that crawled through the darkness between the stars. But the people they left behind on a dying planet didn't perish in the dystopian nightmare the Savages had themselves created: they thrived, discovering faster-than-light technology and using it to colonize the galaxy ahead of the Savages, forming fantastic new civilizations that surpassed the wildest dreams of Old Earth.

I survived a near-death battlefield head injury just to get thrown right back into the meatgrinder. My friends and I survived brigands, beasts, scheming nobles, a rigged tribunal, and oh, more beast! But it wasn’t all bad. My bond with ether helped put part of my fractured mind back together. What did I see? Glimpses of a life lost. A woman I’d failed. But also...a rift forming from the ether convergence. You see, I was there when the collapse started, even though I couldn’t remember.

In the beginning, there was peace. Then, a sickness spread through the Nine Realms, corrupting the very fabric of reality. Those affected by the contagion turned on the rest, sparking the Great War. Eventually, it all burned. Everything and everyone ceased to exist.

System Initiating.... Valhalla Protocol Activated.... Welcome, —Insert Name—, you have spawned into a level 70 city—soon to be dungeon. All safe zones are transitory. Due to the city’s failing infrastructure, a permanent safe zone cannot be established at this time.

Iain knows which way the RGHIA are leaning. Human life to them is just another inconvenience on their way to total domination. Jerks. It figures though. It isn’t like the System is suddenly going to cut him any slack even after turning the city into a caged death match. Hell, he would’ve settled for a breather, but no such luck. At this point it’s clear the System or the RGHIA hates his guts—meaning he and his family are pretty screwed.

Since we, the RGHIA, were cheated out of your last dungeon due to some unknown interference, we’ve found a way to entertain ourselves—a new instance custom-made for you. Do you like vampires? No? How sad—for you—because that’s what you’re up against.

The Coalition is reeling. New Vega and its other worlds have fallen beneath the boot of the newly allied Savage marines, and the death count continues to rise at a staggering rate. One thing is clear: The war to come will be a fight for the very survival of the species. For both sides in this conflict, now is the time to become what fate, and victory, demand. The Savages - post-human monsters who believe themselves to be gods - are intent on remaking civilization in their own violent and pathological image. Yet their alliance is tenuous.

Unterwegs in Pratchetts Welten. 2040-45: Das Universum der Langen Erde, dieser unendlichen Abfolge paralleler Welten, ist in Aufruhr. Nach einem Vulkanausbruch auf der ursprünglichen, der Datum-Erde suchen Flüchtlingswellen die Siedlungen auf den neuen Erden heim. Die erfahrenen Pioniere Joshua und Sally helfen, wo sie können. Doch dann meldet sich ein lang Verschollener zurück: Sallys Vater, der Erfinder der modifizierten Kartoffel, die das Wechseln zwischen den Welten erst ermöglichte. Er will seine Tochter mitnehmen auf eine Expedition in die Welten des Langen Mars. Allerdings verschweigt er Sally die wahren Gründe für diese gefährliche Reise.

Long before Jade was conceived, the Lich Lords meticulously constructed a prophecy that hails her as the key to laying claim to the promised land. Her whole life was orchestrated: every moment of training, every facet of her persona, and every moment of her time. And it worked. The Black Circle, and everyone involved, believes she is a prophet. A savior. A messiah. The problem is, she isn’t interested in the job. All she wants is to escape. Even with status, wealth, influence, and power, her reality conceals a darker truth: being blood cursed at birth.

Jeune aspirant au service de l'Empire de Lumière, Cellendhyll de Cortavar a été trahi par ses amis et accusé de meurtre. Laissé pour mort dans un cachot, il n'a dû sa survie qu'à l'intervention des puissances du Chaos. Dix ans ont passé. Le jeune homme idéaliste est devenu un mercenaire impitoyable. Il n'attend qu'une chose : se venger de ceux qui l'ont trahi...

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.

In the beginning, there was peace. Then, a sickness spread through the Nine Realms, corrupting the very fabric of reality. Those affected by the contagion turned on the rest, sparking the Great War.