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It’s off to the races for Carl and Donut in the eighth book in the New York Times bestselling Dungeon Crawler Carl series.

After braving the dangers of the Imperial Graveyard and overcoming betrayal, Zac has succeeded in his goals. The Kan'Tanu leader is dead, and the Eternal Guardians were unleashed upon the cult. Betrayal left Zac wounded and exhausted, yet time waits for no man. The competition for the Ultom Courts is starting, and it soon becomes clear there is more to the trial than meets the eye. Ancient plans compete with new ambitions as past and present collide. The Limitless Empire is stirring.

The world is threatened by two great evil forces. A lone warrior must face them both. His strength alone may not be enough to save the realm, and so he must look to others for aid. United with a group of brave warriors, they may stand a chance to prevent oblivion.

He returns again. The past still hurts. But his path continues into a new tomorrow. Su Fang has clawed his way through countless time loops and claimed the spatial fire seed. But behind him lies years of failures, regrets, and unpaid debts. With each death, he comes inches closer to a hard truth: immortality isn’t freedom. It’s responsibility.

In a city that's just beginning to recover from the devastation caused by the Battle of Chicago, Harry Dresden is finally pulling himself together as well. He's ensconced in his own personal castle, healing his various wounds, and training an eager new apprentice. The last thing he wants is any trouble. But, as history has consistently—and quite annoyingly—shown, what Harry wants is rarely what Harry gets. It starts with a visit from Harry's most powerful frenemy, Gentleman John Marcone, Baron of Chicago. He needs Harry to assist in the redemption of an underling who's looking to go straight.

After surviving political chaos in the Dwarven Empire and two assassination attempts, Syl's journey takes another sharp turn. What began as a visit in stone halls among scheming nobles ended with unforeseen consequences and an unlikely friendship.

Storme and Gareth begin their first year at the Academy in Hen's Hollow, guided by some exceptional instructors. During his time, Storme experiences remarkable growth in both his martial and magical skills. However, Skyholme will face turbulence as the seed of corruption sprouts and forces the pair to confront it.

The ninth floor. Nine armies, each led by rich and powerful aliens from across the galaxy. Each team has one objective: to capture and hold the castle at the very center of the battlefield. Strategy, alliances, pitched battles, and, of course, betrayal ... It all makes for great fun and even greater television. After all, none of these powerful aliens really die when they’re playing war. Except this time. This time, winner takes all. Those who fall, stay in the ground.

"No killing Goblins." So reads the sign outside of The Wandering Inn, a small building run by a young woman named Erin Solstice. She serves pasta with sausage, blue fruit juice, and dead acid flies on request. And she comes from another world. Ours. It's a bad day when Erin finds herself transported to a fantastical world and nearly gets eaten by a Dragon. She doesn't belong in a place where monster attacks are a fact of life, and where Humans are one species among many. But she must adapt to her new life. Or die.

Nathaniel finally gets himself a master, and a certain lynthari to suffer through it all with him. The 5th floor starts all over, but this time with a cheat code in the form of a living nuclear bomb breathing down Nathaniel’s neck and training him so that he might one day be comparable to the pets the noble ladies used to have. This time, all roads lead to the pyramid, an ancient Champion’s creation built to turn the heat of a volcano into mana. The short discipleship concludes deep below, inside the chamber full of molten metal.

What begins as a simple escort mission for a royal ally, Cara Alessia, hurtles Sam and her eccentric crew deep into uncharted space, where alien megastructures, strange factions, and dangerous curiosities lurk behind every glowing gate. From negotiating with tentacled truth-finders to dodging the deadly egos of imperial politics, Sam must balance diplomacy with her knack for blowing things up… preferably not in the same conversation.

Erin is running an inn outside the city of Liscor, but she’s no longer alone. Ryoka Griffin, the City Runner, has business in the south of Izril; she’s out on a dangerous delivery of her own. Yet while both young women have finally found their calling, more and more people are beginning to realize that these visitors from Earth don’t belong here.

The Lord of Wildfire has been reborn, but the Wild Era is full of dangers and his strength needs to rise. He has disrupted the plans of Baron Verasun and the Sarathian Empire, creating enemies both near and far, while the enemies who killed him in his first life are still out there. His rise is meteoric, but the Path of Stars is ignoring him, so he has to forge his own path to power. With the Stars Alliance and his old knowledge on his side, he sets his sight on the things that can help him the most: the Chaos Remnants.

My name is Kazimir Wolfe. People call me "Kaz", except they don’t. I never use my real name; it’s too dangerous, for me and for anyone I meet. I’m on the run from the law, who think I killed my aunt, and from whoever did kill her, because they want to finish the job. So, I move around a lot, working construction or whatever job I can find. It’s a lonely life. I don’t let anyone get close...people who get close to me end up dead. Why? I’m a wizard. The world’s only wizard, as far as I know.

Mankind has lorded over the land of Illian for a thousand years, building on the ruins left by the elves, as if it were their birthright. A thousand years is a long time for an immortal race to see the truth of things, a truth that has remained unsaid for a millennium - elves are superior. They are faster, stronger, and connected to the magical realm in a way that man could never grasp. Illian should belong to them.

When summoned to a fantastical world and granted powers by a broken System, most freshly minted protagonists would strap on their big-boy boots and get ready for their stats to start climbing. But Fischer isn't like most MCs. In fact, he doesn't want to be a hero at all. Fame? Fortune? Power? He had enough of all that in his old life. Discovering forbidden fishing techniques and petting every cute animal that comes within scritching distance? Now that's a good time.

Crafting the first-ever Mythic-Grade piece of equipment should have made Sal a Legend. Instead, it might end up getting him killed. That's what happens when you use the most coveted demonic material known to man… to build an attack drone. Secrets are piling up, and Sal is tired of hiding his abilities. If he wants to live without fear, individual power won't be enough. It's time to establish the guild. Sal has the headquarters and the funds. All he needs are the right people to bring them up the rankings.

It’s not easy making the career jump from office-supplies-store middle manager to heroic interdimensional adventurer. At least, Jason tries to be heroic, but it's hard to be good when all your powers are evil. He’ll face off against cannibals, cultists, wizards, monsters...and that’s just on the first day. He’s going to need courage, he’s going to need wit, and he’s going to need some magic powers of his own. But first, he’s going to need pants.

Jin Rou wanted to be a cultivator. A man powerful enough to defy the heavens. A master of martial arts. A lord of spiritual power. Unfortunately for him, he died, and now I’m stuck in his body. Arrogant Masters? Heavenly Tribulations? All that violence and bloodshed? Yeah, no thanks. I’m getting out of here. Farm life sounds pretty great. Tilling a field by hand is fun when you’ve got the strength of ten men—though maybe I shouldn’t have fed those Spirit Herbs to my pet rooster.

The Catenan Republic—the Hierarchy—may rule the world now, but they do not know everything. I tell them my name is Vis Telimus. I tell them I was orphaned after a tragic accident three years ago, and that good fortune alone has led to my acceptance into their most prestigious school. I tell them that once I graduate, I will gladly join the rest of civilized society in allowing my strength, my drive, and my focus—what they call Will—to be leeched away and added to the power of those above me, as millions already do. As all must eventually do.