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In the Sundered Kingdoms, we who tend the Grove do not concern ourselves with what lies beyond our borders. Our purpose is to mend and to grow, and as the firstborn daughter, I, Amara Tyne, am princess to our people. But our lands and earthen powers have fallen under the hungry gaze of a would-be usurper, who demands we bend the knee in his quest to take control of this world. Our only hope for survival is an alliance with the fearsome Mordorin Fae, who rule the Sundered Kingdoms with an iron fist.

Le capitaine Toubib est mort. Bien mort ? Rescapée du massacre de Dejagore, Madame crie vengeance. Vaille que vaille, elle regagne Taglios pour lever une nouvelle armée contre les Maîtres d'Ombres qui assiègent toujours la ville défendue par Mogaba et les survivants de la Compagnie noire. Or chaque nuit une mystérieuse force l'assaille et l'accable de visions morbides. Est-ce la voix de Kina, déesse du mal idolâtrée par une secte secrète dont se revendiquent certains de ses proches ?

I survived the savage brutality of the Wilds and its vicious monsters only to find myself in more danger than ever before. Despite the queen's continued attempts against my life, the ancient magic of the Fae Heir Trials forces me to continue competing in its deadly challenges. The prize of the next trial? To marry Drake Rush Vega—my mate.

Our mother wants to push our aunt off the tallest turret. Malvolia won't stop trying to seduce Helian. Our father is possessed. The dragons have revolted. Finn, Nikkos, and Blaze are missing. Fae-eating spiders are ravaging the countryside. An army of ghost demons is sailing toward our shores. Zombie giants are attacking our fortifications. A vindictive demon sorceress has the power to erase our memories.

Some kings rule in peace. Most must earn their power through strife and blood shed. Alliances secured and the enemy fully revealed at last, the end is at hand. Petra the matriarch stands at Victor's side, the women under her have spread out, each occupying more space, more authority, and more skill than ever before. And Victor, well, he finally has his generals, his soldiers, and his army ready. With the unexpected death of a close friend and one of Victor's strongest generals, he's reminded that Life is precious and so are the ones we love.

In Edgar Allan Poe’s gripping tale of survival and cosmic terror, A Descent into the Maelström plunges listeners into a tempest of elemental fury and existential dread. Set amidst the wild Norwegian coast, the story follows an old fisherman who recounts the nightmarish experience that turned his hair white and changed his life forever.

A man gets into a car that can take him anywhere he can imagine—including the past, into the worst mistake of his life, a memory he does not want to relive, cannot escape, and is even more afraid to alter … A seemingly harmless, forgettable film about “alien hand syndrome” inspires a wave of self-harm among viewers—and even stranger things among those who become obsessed with it … A woman tries to bring her dead lover to life through a macabre ritual that requires attacking his corpse. Is it because she longs to be with him again … or because the two of them have unfinished business?

When strange frequencies interrupt Wes and Cynthia Lumin's latest podcast recording at exactly 3: 33 AM, they dismiss it as technical interference. But as the disturbances escalate and their five sons begin exhibiting synchronized behaviors, the couple realizes something far more sinister is at work beneath their quiet town of Johnson. An ancient presence stirs beneath their Victorian home—something that has waited in darkness for generations.

We were never meant to survive. Claudette drained me, dragged us into the shadow realm, and left us to die. But Winnie’s magic exploded, tore everything apart, and saved us all. Now we’re stuck in a collapsing nightmare full of lost souls and shadow demons. I’m exhausted, haunted, and the magic in this place whispers things I don’t want to hear. It wants me to feed, to give in, to lose myself. But I can’t. I won’t. Not while Winnie’s still breathing. I’ll destroy this realm if that’s what it takes to bring her home.

The Blood Gate quakes under the strain of unleashed power, threatening to unravel the very fabric of Lumiaron. Helewys, the ambitious usurper of the Imperial Sash, rallies her forces for a final, decisive confrontation with Alund’s defiant armies. Across blood-soaked battlefields, the clash of swords is matched by dueling sang sorcellerie as their feud for the Empire reaches its fiery crescendo.

Thomas Cavanaugh’s life is now a blur, a blend of foggy memories and hidden horrors. When his fae girlfriend Jillian begins to act strangely, he wonders whether he should put an end to their relationship. Then Jillian does the unthinkable and vanishes with four-year-old Jacob Jenkins, a boy with terrifying supernatural powers. Suddenly, years later, Jacob reappears unaged, claiming to have been in another world.

"Marley was dead to begin with...." These chillingly familiar words begin the classic Christmas tale of remorse and redemption in A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens. Now R. William Bennett rewinds the story and focuses the spotlight on Scrooge’s miserly business partner, Jacob T. Marley, who was allowed to return as a ghost to warn Scrooge away from his ill-fated path. Why was Marley allowed to return? And why hadn't he been given the same chance as Ebenezer Scrooge? Or had he?

Becca Murphy was always meant to be mine. She betrayed me and buried her love for me deep within her deceptive heart, but she never anticipated me digging myself out of that grave with a singular desire: her. Now that I'm back, I'm determined to drag her demons into the light. I might be dead, but I'm not letting Becca go. This time, she'll see the truth: it's always been me.

In the twenty-second century, the City of Angels is a tragic shell of its former self, having long ago been ruined and reshaped by nuclear disaster. Before he was in a band in Ellay, Gregorio Rivas was a redeemer, rescuing lost souls trapped in the Jaybirds cult of the powerful maniac Norton Jaybush. Rivas had hoped those days were behind him, but a desperate entreaty from a powerful official is pulling him back into the game. The rewards will be plentiful if he can wrest Urania, the official's daughter and Gregorio's first love, from Jaybush's sinister clutches.

Step into the haunting world of Edgar Allan Poe’s The Masque of the Red Death, a gothic masterpiece that explores the illusion of safety, the inevitability of death, and the futility of escaping fate.

Lonely, broke, and depressed with a serious case of OCD, Gia is desperate for a lifeline. When financial ruin looms, she turns to a sugar dating site and meets Nathan - a wealthy stranger with an offer too tempting to refuse: live as his devoted pet, and pay off all her debts. What begins as a transactional escape soon spirals into a nightmare of captivity and control. The longer Gia is trapped, the more her humanity frays, and the line between woman and beast blurs.

Halley is on the run from an interplanetary political scandal that has put a huge target on her back. She heads for what seems like the perfect place to lay low: Elysian Fields, a gigantic space barge storing the cryogenically frozen bodies of Earth’s most fortunate citizens from more than a century ago… The cryo program, created by trillionaire tech genius Zale Winfeld, is long defunct, and the AI hologram 'hosts', ghoulishly created in the likeness of Winfeld’s three adult children, are glitchy.

When twenty-seven-year-old Yeon-hwa loses her grandmother, enigmatic and distant proprietor of the Hwawoldang, she decides to respect her wishes by keeping the store going for at least another month, between the hours of 10pm and midnight. She has never learnt to make the traditional desserts herself, and hopes to learn more about her grandmother in the process. On her very first day at work, she is soon interrupted by one of her grandmother’s most regular visitors, who hints that Hwawoldang is no ordinary pastry shop, and its customers not entirely alive…

Bei einer solchen Gelegenheit sah ich den dunklen Fremden, der in der gewölbten Türöffnung des Hauses stand, dieses riesige Schattenwesen, dessen Gewand um es herumfloss, als werde es von einem Sturm bewegt, obwohl die Nacht ruhig war. Aus meinem Versteck in sicherer Entfernung beobachtete ich, wie das Wesen eine Hand aus Mitternacht erhob, die dem Mond Zeichen machte. Dann warf es seinen Kopf zurück, sodass es aussah, als wollte es heulen. Doch das einzige Geräusch, das ich hörte, war ein leises Summen aus dem Innern des alten Gebäudes.

Zwanzig Jahre lang habe ich nun schon als Gefängniswärter gearbeitet. Niemals hätte ich gedacht, dass ich irgendwann auf der anderen Seite der Gitterstäbe stehe und selbst einmal in einer Zelle lande. Doch hier bin ich jetzt in meinem Gefängnis. Und ich will auch nirgendwo anders sein. Nicht, weil ich eingesperrt sein will. Nein. Es geht um das, was ich aussperren will.