"Belen?" I blinked up at him. As usual, he was shining brightly, although he'd dampened it so I might look at him. "Lissa, this is certainly the beginning." He gazed around us. At leveled homes and devastated bodies. I understood what he said. All too clearly. It had been my suspicion, but I was too afraid to voice it aloud, as if saying it might make it real. It didn't need my words to make it real. It had already become real. The God Wars were...

In and out of the Alliances, a new evil is on the rise--an evil whose attacks forced the postponement of the Joint Alliances Conclave nearly a year earlier. During the attacks, some of those who fought the evil reported things that couldn't be explained--things that were considered myths--until now. Sorcery. Necromancy. The wielding of power never seen before. The target? Every world, in or out of the Alliances. The best hope to combat...

Cormac Flynn, a raven shapeshifter, is ancient, Celtic, and cursed. Arianne Leone, a mountain lion shapeshifter, owns an art gallery in Deep Ellum, a popular tourist attraction and haven for musicians for decades. Together, they are charged with guarding the one who bears the Hermit's Stone, an ancient artifact that has held worlds together-and kept them separate-for eons. Possession of the stone falls to Ari's friend and art student, nineteen-year-old...

"Thousands of Copper Ra'Ak fought throughout Veshtul, killing many as they lashed out, or crushing others as they crawled along. Screaming Comesuli ran before them, desperate to escape the deadly creatures. In the distance, Dragon's roar sounded as he fought off one of the monsters. Three other Dragons fought beside him, I saw them as they charged their prey-a Black Dragon, a Silver Dragon and a Gold Dragon. Others were fighting Ra'Ak as well, a Black...

"Reah, we have good information on Zellar." That had me jerking my head up to stare at Lendill. Zellar. Just the sound of that name had every member of the ASD seething. Zellar- the rogue warlock- who left drained planet cores in his wake. For years, he only worked on worlds outside the Alliance- the ASD had gotten too close to him on too many occasions. Burned him a few times- Ry had almost gotten him once, but Zellar had used the very last of a...

Eleven days. Eleven days it took, for me to become vampire. The beating had revived old nightmares and I only wished to die. I'd shaken my head and muttered no through lips so bloodied and swollen it was difficult to say the word. He'd asked me if I wanted to live. I said no. He asked me if I wanted to be strong and live forever. I said no again, with difficulty. "Wrong answer," he whispered and cut into my wrists. In the beginning, the One created...

"Finder-Quin-when did you find your voice?" Sofi asked. "I have had it many years," I said with a sigh. "When it came, I was too afraid to speak." "You knew too much," Wolter nodded. "Too much," I agreed. Siriaa, already in its death throes, is further damaged by a ruthless politician and a rogue wizard. Quin needs powerful help to save it. Does such a power exist? If so, will it answer her call?

"It's our God given right to bear arms and hunt any animal." Congressman Jack Howard looked quite distinguished-from the threads of gray at the temples of his carefully cut hair to the designer jeans, cowboy shirt and snakeskin boots he wore. He smiled and blew smoke from the expensive Cuban cigar Obediah Tanner offered. He and Tanner stood inside Tanner's trophy room, which was elaborately decorated with various stuffed heads. In some cases,...

"Rene', what will you do if I kick his ass?" I jerked my head toward Tony. "Nothing, as long as you do not inflict permanent harm," Rene' smiled slightly. I got up to go after Tony, but Wlodek hauled me back. "We will not allow a brawl between our two youngest," he declared and settled me back in my seat. "Now, Anthony, where may we find your father and does he have other children?" Xenides is searching for Lissa and out for blood. Nothng less...

"My love, the child almost died." Lissa looked up in surprise at Roff's words. His wings rustled after he spoke-he normally didn't involve himself in the politics of Le-Ath Veronis. Not to this extent, anyway. "I know, honey. And now two other children are likely to die as a result. Yes, I know they did this, but I'm not convinced we have all the ones involved in the crime." Toff's life is in danger-someone from the Green Fae village wants him dead....