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The last thing I remember is arriving at the massive gates with a Bounty Hunter staring me down. I have a feeling he was supposed to take me to the monster holding arena to fight. Instead, I’m Fortune Academy’s newest student. I can relate to the monsters in ways the other students can’t. My mentor, who is way too hot for his own good, tells me my behavior is the result of my memory loss and that I’m just trying to identify with a past pain that I’ve buried too far to feel.

For the agents of the Fortuna Division, being lucky isn't just their blessing, it's their business. Responsible for handing out doses of good fortune to oblivious mortals, they are known for being invincible to disaster. However, when agents of luck begin to turn up dead, it is clear their own fortunes have taken a turn for the worse. Fearing what this means for the Afterlife Agency as a whole, a small team are thrown together for the sole purpose of unravelling this mystery.

After a brief stint commanding the halls of Hope's Memorial hospital, Walter has made it out relatively unscathed—and with a few lasting friends to boot. Now, all he wants is a cozy vacation away from the chaos of Site 1102, but unfortunately, things are about to take a turn for the worse.

Slowly she turned to face the door just as Graham came through at full stride. At the sight of him a wild kind of joy seized her. Graham halted on the threshold. He drew in his breath sharply, and in spite of himself, his pulse thundered at the sight of the tall, willowy figure. The last time he...

Walter survived! Sure, he's grown a couple extra tentacles and gained a few creepy titles, but he's made it to the Main Stage of the trials with both hands and feelers intact. In fact, he's now a founding member of the regressor's Abyss Guild, and his mind-reading AI, Noe, is upgrading quite nicely as well. Life's looking up for the fledgling eldritch horror—that is, until his meeting with the ominous Central Overseer.

Everything is falling apart. I've been cursed with the ability to catch glimpses of the future. It's a power which Lukas despises but it's one that I can't seem to get rid of. I'm also in trouble at work. Somebody else is claiming that they are the one true phoenix and that my entire existence is built on lies. At least I have a cold case to investigate which will take my mind off my woes. Investigating the mysterious disappearance of an entrepreneurial gremlin is bound to keep me busy and focused—and surely nothing else is going to go wrong and nobody is going to get hurt.

When my family left our small, ultra-conservative pack back in Utah to join a giant pack in Northwest Louisiana, I thought I'd be able to coast through my last year of high school in semi-anonymity, then get the f--k away from wolf pack politics and just live my life for awhile. But the Moon decided to prolong my torture by placing my fated mate in front of my face on my first day at Blackstone Academy. He's the Alpha's son and king of a school crawling with shifters, and it turns out he doesn't care to be saddled with a Moon-chosen mate who he thinks is a nobody omega wolf.

A few months ago, I was just a human girl, living in a remote fae village. Then I befriended a quiet fae boy. Tried to protect him. Failed. Died. And awoke as a valkyrie. Neat trick, right? Unfortunately. Being a valkyrie doesn’t come with a manual. Nemain and her friends are helping as much as they can, but I need someone who understands my magic. I need another valkyrie. My prayers are answered when I meet Sigrun. Even as jaded as she is, the old valkyrie warrior is perfect. Except she wants nothing to do with me. I have three days to change her mind and I refuse to fail in this.

Have you ever wished your cat could talk to you? If so, allow my story to be your cautionary tale. After a stunning betrayal knocks me for a loop, I don't know who I can trust. The trail to finding Aunt Lavender is warmer than ever—but also more dangerous. Can a visit to the local psychic provide the final clue? Or will her inclinations land us in the crosshairs of the kidnapper? There's only one way to find out, and all I can hope is the crystal ball is clear enough to light the way.

Walter was a petty crook, struggling to make ends meet, when he was suddenly abducted to another world. One of many people from Earth drafted by aliens to participate in "the trials" in order to gain "ascension," he must now endure hazardous environments and hostile creatures, strengthening his physical and mental skills to superhuman levels.

When Lucy Swift's cousin Violet decides to take over as the fortune teller at Moreton-under-Wychwood's annual summer fête, Lucy thinks being her assistant will be a fun way to spend a Saturday. That is, until someone's murdered, and the locals turn on Violet, who foresaw the death. To save her, Lucy and her band of undead amateur sleuths have to find out what's really going on in this charming Cotswolds village. What better way than to offer knitting classes? No one has to know that the teacher is a vampire.