After the zombie apocalypse, I gave up.
The Warwolves still struggle to conquer humanity? I don’t care.
He returns to my walls, begging for my company? I don’t care.
If I don’t in outsiders, I remain living in peace. If I don’t entertain others, I remain in solitude. If the world forgets about me, good.
If any of those things happen, then the tale of the world’s only living blood brute can finally end.
A HERO FALLS…
Kyen of Avanna—possessed by an arcangel, hunted by fiends, harried by a princess—just wants a decent meal. But dinner has to wait when he runs into an old enemy at the inn.
Ennyen is also a swordsman of Avanna. He’s got the prowess to rival Kyen and a burning feud which Kyen refuses to settle. When Ennyen draws a dark blade and calls down fiends, there’s no choice. They clash swords—and the battle goes ill.
Meanwhile, Princess Adeya is struggling with her new and dangerous life as the pupil of a wandering swordsman. The fight against Ennyen intensifies, and she begins to realize—Kyen isn’t the hero she thought he was. When he falls wounded, her budding skills alone aren’t a match for the mounting dangers. Or for the terrible discovery…
Ennyen and his fiends aren’t the only ones hunting Kyen down.
If only we could choose who we fall in love with. I might have known better then. But he smiles at me again, our eyes meet, and I think that I’m dumb enough to have chosen him anyway.
Esta Anderson’s life is missing something.
She feels there should be… more to, well, everything, and her ambitions of being a photographer aren’t exactly going as planned, either. But she’s determined to change at least the latter this summer. She just isn’t sure how—inspiration has been a bit of a bitch lately.
She’s also a lucid dreamer who knows her dreamscape better than her actual neighbourhood. So, when one day she finds a strange obsidian void lake in her dreams, she can’t just pretend it isn’t there. Something has to happen if she jumps in… right? It wouldn’t make her feel so seen and strangely whole if it were nothing.
Except, that’s exactly what happens: nothing. At least at first. But then…
Who knew the world was so full of fairies and vampires and werewolves and demons and— Magic? Well, obviously they did, but Esta feels like she’s finally seeing the world as it really is. And with that new insight comes all the photography inspiration she’s been waiting for.
Except the Veiled are hiding for a reason. They’ve seen war before, and if Esta isn’t careful, her enthusiasm and curiosity could start a new one. Some of the Veiled are ancient, they remember the last battle against humanity…
And they know just how to turn Esta’s lucid dreams into her worst nightmares.
A whisper of someone like her being born has been discussed for aeons by the gods. The question is, who is she, and where is she?
Meara lives an ordinary life with her eccentric grandmother and three siblings in a small Georgian house in Dublin. On her eighteenth birthday, her little sister is kidnapped by an incredibly powerful man, and her entire world turns upside down.
Long hidden family secrets tumble out, and supernatural beings suddenly surround her. However, she thinks she is a side character, the hero’s friend, and the heroine’s sister. After all, her nature is more girl-next-door than a tortured soul with ninja fighting skills.
Her only desire is to get her sister back and keep her safe but to do so; she must battle dangerous beings and reign in her treacherous heart which has begun to beat for her family’s sworn enemy, a gorgeous demigod.
‘One day I will return – wait for me. I will return to take back what’s mine.’
When Heather was born, everyone thought she would die due to her weak heart. Upon her mother’s callings, a demon showed up and saved her life by sharing his heart with hers. There was only one condition; she would live until the demon’s powers ran out. Not knowing anything about the mark she had on her chest from the day she remembers herself, she falls in love with the demon, marking the start of a forbidden love…
What happens when she finds out the secrets her aunt and the demon have been keeping deeply hidden from her?
I’m a zombie-bitten vampire…
I’m trapped on a ship belonging to my worst enemy, the Warwolves. They’re sailing my two humans and I to unknown lands and new terrors. If I don’t drink human blood, I’ll die. If my humans are feasted upon by the Warwolves, they’ll die. If we don’t play nice with the crew, we’ll all die. If none of those things happen, we’ll eventually make landfall and who knows what the Warwolves will do to us then?
So, yeah. We’re screwed.