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Water, water everywhere...but not a drop to drink. Alfhild Daemonne's beloved Speckled Wood is dying. Worse, Mr Hoo is sick! In fact, several Whittlecombe villagers are seriously ill, and the problem appears to be with the water. Alf must appeal to the magickal Keeper of the Marsh, an ancient tree named Vance for help. But he’s not happy about being poisoned and she’s going to have to mollify him. Which won’t be easy.

Marsh will work to unravel two supernatural mysteries as only a redneck wizard can: poorly, and with much cursing. In Bringing Home the Rain he has to piece together just why it hasn’t rained in months within the bounds of a perfect circle just south of town. And in Dancing With Your Demons he’s on the trail of a missing woman whose now infamous son once burned down a church.

Zer is no angel - well, not anymore. He's explored every flavor of sin imaginable, drinking in the pleasures of humanity. But now he must find the woman who carries his salvation in her very blood...a woman like Nessa St. James. Nessa has considered the bargain the Fallen offer. Anything she wants in exchange for accepting Zer's bond? No way. Not her. Not when she finds out about the mind-blowing ritual involved, and the marks of surrender that will ink her skin. But with a serial killer to stop and centuries of experience on his side, this is one job Zer's going to nail.

As a former Dominion warrior and Fallen angel, Vkhin knows how to fight. How to track his prey. And when to deal out death with brutal efficiency. Redemption isn't part of his plans-until he finds himself chasing Ria Morgan through a wasteland. Now, he's hunting for the woman who could restore both his lost wings-and his soul. Ria Morgan was just doing her job, shooting recon photos of a secret Fallen prison. When her chopper goes down, however, she figures her days are numbered.

After their eventful outing at Foxfire Manor, Jem Bishop and his brother, Hal, have returned to London in hopes of making progress on their on their own mystery: their father's death. But they are getting nowhere, until a letter arrives from Andrew Marsh, the son of the industrialist who manufactures the aether-engines their father became famous for. The letter describes a terrible curse - and soon, Jem and Hal are on their way to Birmingham on the trail of another case.

The storks tell many, many stories to their young ones, all about the bogs and marshes. In general each story is suited to the age and sense of the little storks. While the youngest ones are satisfied with, "Kribble-krabble, plurry-murry," and think it a very fine story, the older ones demand something with more sense to it, or at least something about the family.

A village blacksmith from the middle of nowhere, Thomas seeks adventure after surviving a plague that eradicated his homeland. Following his father’s advice and heading east, Thomas finds himself entwined in a surge of attacks by a thieves’ guild known as Neydis. Similarly lost adventurers soon join him along the Queen's Road, and they set their sights on breaking through the grasp of Neydis and finding "safe" adventure in dungeons without any dragons.

Howard Marsh is back for yet more small town occult strangeness! Contained within are a pair of tales about everyone's favorite redneck wizard, featuring his usual brand of dysfunctional magic. He is once again strong-armed into cases he wants nothing to do with, and as always he's quick to let everyone know just how little he wants to be there. But a bevy of oddities are on deck, and Marsh is the only batter around.

Howard Marsh returns for yet another round of backwoods magical mayhem! In this pair of tales our white trash spellslinger is once more caught up in the small-town mysteries of Alabama’s lost county. All manner of occult strangeness is coming his way, and as usual he isn’t ready for it.

Simon has a back ache. Yet the pain is growing, and is becoming his whole world. This fantastical tale explores the roots of our pains and what lengths we go to hide them.

Fallen angels rule Moscow's seedy underworld, promising untold pleasure to the females who dare to mate them. That promise - and Brends Duranov's own raw sexual power-has hopefuls mobbing the velvet rope outside his elite club G2's. But Mischka Baran has no intention of hooking up with one of the Fallen. Not even after Brends gives her an unforgettable taste of the sin and seduction he can deliver with those wicked lips. She's after information, not a stint as some fallen angel's toy of the month.