Everything changed the day I saved his life. I used to hide my magic. Mainly because I didn't want to be persecuted. I mean, even more so than I already was for being human. Humans aren't supposed to have magic. It's what makes us susceptible to the Corrupter's infection. And I don't just have one type of magic. I have all the elements, even Spirit—the element only Wraith Lords control. At best, the other races of Varr would see me as a mutant. At worst, a threat. Then the Corrupter attacked our village. Two Wraith Lords came to defend us, but despite their superior skill with swords and ...

This ember is about to go up in flames. Ember thought it was so clear. The war. Who he loved. Who he hated. Who he could trust. But it's all about to become very unclear. The war isn't what he thought and neither is his destiny. He hates the Corrupter, that much is absolutely sure. But who is Aranren? Death says he's a man just like Ember. Ember doesn't want to believe that, and he's not sure he can trust Death. So he sets on a path of discovering who Death really is. And what he finds will change everything.

Gabriel Wyatt is a big city Detective living in a small Ohio town. He expects a peaceful existence once he moves from Miami, Florida, but that’s the last thing he finds. Instead, Gabe discovers murder, mayhem, and one smart-mouthed stylist he can’t get out of his head. Josh “Jazz” Roman is a small-town business owner with big dreams and an attitude to match. He finds himself in the middle of a case that brings the dreamy detective to the front door of his Curl Up and Dye salon. Josh learns that the biggest threat to him isn’t a killer; it’s a man who wants something from him that he vowed to never give again - his heart.

My life changed the day I tried to take his. Mhavenna is a glorious city but, like every city on the face of Serai, it's run by Dragons. As a human, I'm on the lowest rung of the racial ladder here, as far from an illustrious Dragon as I could be, and I've made me peace with that. I don't like Dragons much, but like or dislike has nothing to do with my work. So when my broker offered me the task of killing the Dragon King, I took it. It was the sort of kill that could make an assassin's career, and I was certain that I had the skills for it. I was wrong, nearly dead wrong. The King caught ...

A miracle led me to them. God healed my boyfriend of cancer. At least, that's what Jake says. Then God ran off to Montana, and Jake decided to follow him, bringing me along for the ride in a near-abduction style scenario. In Montana, I met God. He goes by the name of Silas. Yeah, he's full of it. But I didn't know how full or what exactly filled him until I met Garret Demos. He's told me things that are crazier than God on Earth. And yet, I believe him. Or I want to. There's something about Garret that calms and reassures me. He makes the impossible seem probable. Which could make him the ...