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Hiral is the Everfail, the weakest person on the flying island of Fallen Reach. He trains harder than any warrior. Studies longer than any scholar. But all his people are born with magic powered by the sun, flowing through tattoos on their bodies. Despite having enormous energy within, Hiral is the only one who can’t channel it; his hard work is worth nothing. Until it isn’t. In a moment of danger, Hiral unlocks an achievement with a special instruction: Access a Dungeon to receive a Class-Specific Reward.

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They thought the Enemy was the worst of their foes. They were wrong.

It’s finally time for Hiral to return to Fallen Reach and show his enemies just how far he’s come. After saving the world in the undead city, Hiral and his remaining party members race toward Fallen Reach. Their numbers are shrinking, but their power has only grown: at nearly C-Rank, they can crush armies.

In the battle of a lifetime, Hiral has proven his greatness; the traitors of his people have been defeated and a Fallen was prevented from carving a bloody path through the world. But just as he was getting ready to rest, he received a new quest: [Save the World]. Hiral’s journey must continue, as he gathers the information, power and tools that he and his party will need to stop the Enemy from destroying not only Fallen Reach, but the very planet they call home.

Princess Nahlani of the Brine would rather master her siren magic than endure the responsibilities of court. So, when she's threatened with an arranged marriage to a land-bound prince, Nahla flees—only to swim into the icy domain of the cruel Frost King. King Aethan rules a Rime in ruins, his cold exterior concealing an unspoken shame: a curse that turns him into a bloodthirsty, unpredictable threat to his own people. The siren spy in his waters doesn't know it yet, but she'll be safer behind bars...

The night I got pregnant, the rest of my life went to sh*t. First, I woke up alone, the jerk not even willing to stick around. Then, I got thrown in jail for a crime I didn't commit. Now, I've been "volunteered" as a tribute for the dragons. It was either that or spend my life in prison. Of course, I didn't actually get to choose. The Feds shipped me off against my protests. Which is where I come face to face with the man who knocked me up. The man who is actually a dragon.

I wasn't supposed to fall in love with the enemy who killed my family. We were at war. The dragons claimed we kidnapped their heir, and they wanted him back. They were winning. Our tanks and guns didn't stand a chance. Now they're willing to agree to a truce, but only if we provide them with mates. My company says I've been given the 'honor' of being a dragon's conquest, but in reality, the b-----ds want to silence me for what I know.

Not too long ago, I was just Dominic Thompson, a former employee of an American marketing firm. I have Lilith, the goddess of the Infernal Realms, to thank for my new state in life. Now, she's returned to my dungeon, hoping to strip away what she gave to me. I won't simply roll over and let her take it. I like what I've built. Sure, she started me on my quest for domination, but where was she when I carved out my first dungeon room or built my first trap? Was she present when I enthralled my beautiful champions: the troll and the storm dungeon core?

As heir to one of the powerful dragon houses, my father expects my mate to be a "proper match" for my position. He's spent years parading those he approves past me. I hated them all. No woman was right for me—until our ruler tricked me into taking a human for a mate. My dragon has never been so alive. So obsessed. From the moment I laid my eyes on Chloe, I knew that I had to have her. To make her mine. Unfortunately, the most recent of my rejected "proper" mates is also the youngest daughter of a rival house.

I'm done being someone's second best. And I have the scars from my first marriage to prove it. Now that I'm stuck with a dragon shifter, it's going to take more than muscles as hard as a good D to convince me that they're serious. Of course, if it wasn't for my big mouth I wouldn't be in this situation to begin with. I was there when the ceasefire terms were presented by the dragons. They demanded eight women a year as tribute. My ex-husband, 'The General,' argued that we should never surrender. I said he was an idiot, and that we were losing.

Running to a new realm that could hold vital information is our only chance. With that comes closing the distance between me and the godly powers that wish to use me for their own gain. What we need is time to uncover secrets and unlock the powers that reside within me, but that's a commodity we aren't granted. When the time comes to make our final stand, will I finally be able to let go of the doubt that's been festering my entire life? Will hope be able to cast out the shadows lurking round my mind and soul? I have to believe that it will.

I kissed the King of the Sea, so he made me his bride. He's offering me everything I could ever want. Good food. A castle. Immortality. Endless numbers of books to read. But in exchange, he expects to breed me. His people are dying out, and they want me to help boost their numbers. When I immediately refuse, he doesn't protest or try to force me. Instead, he decides to win my heart with every bit of power he possesses. The more I argue with him, the harder he fights. And the harder he fights, the more I want to give in.