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My family has run Sugarville’s one and only B&B for years. Sure, it's a little rundown and the gardens are overgrown, but it’s still got what I like to call rustic charm. If things go my way, it’ll become a cozy shelter for Hellhounds, Alicorns, Kobolds, and more! Yup – I’ve just become the manager of a government-run home for monster girls. Not only will I need to patch the roof, fix the barn, and master my burgeoning magic, but I’ll also need to help our guests adapt to living on Earth! However, unscrupulous forces are prowling about, trying to exploit monster girls for their arcane power.

Bryce Quinlan e Hunt Athalar hanno stretto un patto e stanno lentamente cercando di tornare alla normalità. Hanno sì salvato Crescent City, ma le loro vite sono così stravolte che l'unica cosa che vogliono è del tempo per rilassarsi. Rallentare. Capire cosa riserva il futuro. Gli Asteri finora hanno mantenuto la parola, lasciando Bryce e Hunt in pace. Ma con il tentativo dei ribelli di Ophion, in gran parte umani e Vanir, di intaccarne il potere, la minaccia che i governanti rappresentano sta diventando sempre più concreta.

Ventitré anni, mezza Fae e mezza umana, Bryce Quinlan ha una vita perfetta: di giorno lavora in una galleria d'arte e di notte passa da una festa all'altra, senza problemi e senza preoccupazioni. Quando però una brutale strage scuote profondamente Crescent City, la città in cui vive, e Bryce perde una persona a lei molto cara, il suo mondo crolla in mille pezzi lasciandola disperata, ferita e molto sola. Adesso non cerca più il divertimento, ma un oblio in grado di farle dimenticare i terribili fatti che hanno cambiato la sua vita per sempre.

Bryce Quinlan non si sarebbe mai aspettata di vedere un mondo diverso da Midgard ma, ora che è successo, l'unica cosa che vuole è tornare indietro. Tutto ciò che ama è lì: la sua famiglia, i suoi amici, il suo compagno. Bloccata in un luogo spaventoso e a lei sconosciuto, avrà bisogno di tutto il suo ingegno per riuscire a tornare a casa. E non è un'impresa facile dal momento che Bryce non ha la più pallida idea di chi potersi fidare.

My name is Mal, and ever since I was a boy I've been treated as a malcontent because of my ability to see magic. For everyone else, magic is proof of the Goddess's love. To me, it is just a colorful spread of enchantments, cantrips, blessings, and hexes. And any spell I can see, I can break. I had always expected to grow up to be a ditch-digger. Instead, I was dubbed a hero. Heroes are sent out in the wasteland, to slay monsters and to challenge the Demon Lord. It's a suicide mission. But once I was exiled, I found that the outside world was drastically different than I had thought.

My name is Mal, and ever since I was a boy I've been treated as a malcontent because of my ability to see magic. For everyone else, magic is proof of the Goddess's love. For me, it is just a colorful spread of enchantments, cantrips, blessings, and hexes. And any spell I can see, I can break. I had always expected to grow up to be a ditch-digger. Instead, I was dubbed a hero. Heroes are sent out in the wasteland to slay monsters and to challenge the Demon Lord.

Keiran of the Night Vale has staved off death for two thousand years. His mind and his magic remain as sharp as ever, but his body is old, worn out, and failing. What he needs is to reincarnate into a new, young body, and he bends his prodigious talents towards doing exactly that.

Amare il dio degli inferi è proibito.

Persefone è la dea della primavera, ma solo di nome. La verità è che, sin da quando era bambina, i fiori si avvizziscono non appena lei li tocca. Dopo essersi trasferita a Nuova Atene, la ragazza finge di essere una semplice giornalista mortale, in modo da poter vivere una vita senza troppe pretese. Ade, il dio dei morti, ha costruito un impero del gioco d’azzardo nel mondo dei mortali, e si dice che le sue scommesse preferite siano quelle irrealizzabili.

The end game approaches, and I’m in a three-way race against a psychotic goddess and the most powerful necromancer who’s ever lived. There is only one general left, and both Reverkar, King of the Dwarves, and the B---h Goddess want to find him first. If either of them wins, it means the end of the world. But my wives and I aren’t about to let them win without a fight. We’ll battle against zombies, brainwashed slayers, and horrors untold as we journey across Amalgam in our effort to stop them.

Annowan might have finally joined my family, but our marriage doesn’t mean we can afford to slack off! My wives and I are on the trail of another of the B---h Goddess’s missing generals. Our quest brings us to a desolate, cursed region, where we’ll have to contend with clockwork horrors, undead hordes, and my demonic grandmother-in-law. Things might look rough, but I swore to rescue my sweetheart from the B---h’s clutches, and nothing will get in my way!

"Congratulations! You are the last survivor of the Hell Games. You have gained back your freedom." Huh? One moment I was running from demons and other competitors trying to do me in. The next, I was thrown back into yet another realm. Before me, some Princess started explaining that she had asked the gods for champions to help save her world in these dire times… and I was one of the chosen heroes. Yeah, right! I had been in Hell long enough to know I shouldn't trust my senses when it all seemed too good to be true.

Winter has come to Werth Towers, and brought a deal of trouble with it. Not that any of it is the fault of Miss Gussie Werth. To be a one-woman catastrophe might be seen as a misfortune, but really, there can be no hope of a cure.

My name is Brent, and I'm the proud, new owner of Rootwood Manor. Sure, it's a rundown mansion in the middle of nowhere... but that makes it the perfect place for my magical lair. Ever since the System came to Earth I've aspired to be a powerful wizard! Of course, difficulties crop up. I’ve got to learn to master my new magic, pay down my mortgage, and raise money for the manor’s repair. There’s also dealing with my creepy neighbors, escaping murderous ghosts, and preventing a blood ritual that could spell the end of the world.

My name is Mal. Growing up in The City, I had been taught that a benevolent goddess protected us from the Demon Lord and his legion of horrors. But upon my exile, I learned the world was far larger and more wonderful than I could have ever imagined.

Lilith, Empress of Demons, has charged me with defeating the Bitch Goddess's remaining generals. My quest will take me beyond the burning sands of the Endless Dunes to the frozen, cursed reaches of the Coldspite Basin.

There are no more generals left to fight over, or shards of divinity for the B---h Goddess to devour. My wives and I have fought across the width and breadth of Amalgam in our battle against the avatar of greed. We’ve defeated zombies, angels, monsters, and horrors beyond count, every victory bringing us to this, the final battle.