Waking up decades after the superpowered apocalypse would be bad enough if he still had a body. What can Solomon possibly do when he’s nothing more than a brain in a dusty old jar? Explore and upgrade the Facility, abandoned long ago by mysterious scientists, now run by a bored AI. Harness the power of mutated post-apocalyptic fauna for his own gain. Turn it all against the Survivors out there who want what he has. What he earned. Gain allies. Defeat foes. And then maybe rule this ravaged world … whatever he can salvage of it. All from inside the fortress of his monster-guarded, trap-ridden dungeon. Maybe he’ll need to create some soldiers to serve him. Only, all the other male brains have been destroyed, and the Facility can’t create full human bodies yet. Would it really be so bad to create powerful animal-human hybrids for his female brains? Does it help if they’re sexy as they are lethal? Well … it doesn’t hurt. *** BOOK TWO IS OUT NOW!

     Alan Star thinks he's the luckiest guy in the world, but fantasy turns into nightmare when a late-night meetup with a heroine turns deadly. To the dismay of the powers-in-charge, Alan has stumbled upon the dirty truth behind the squeaky-clean image of the hero business. Soon, everyone from government black ops to angry superpowered flames want to shut him up. Permanently. With nowhere else to run, Alan escapes to the one place that the heroes won't go: the underground world of a fabled hero-killer. There, he discovers the key to becoming the greatest hero of all. Alan will have to gain new powers, seduce even more superpowered babes, and face the true menace lurking in the shadows. Witness the birth of the Red Light Hero. Warning: This book contains diverse adult situations and possibly unwholesome interactions such as superpowered flings, polyamory, and biology experiments gone wild. This book also contains light gamelit mechanics in the final act.

    One group of humanity, formed from various different ancient Earth nations, settled on a planet that would become known as Galataea. Over time, the flora and fauna of the world, even the atmosphere and the speed in which the planet revolved changed. It was as though the world itself wanted to welcome those children from a distant star. In time a new race of beings emerged on the planet. Humans now live alongside a race of crystalline beings capable of taking on the forms of strange and beautiful monster girls known as Crystallim. Their one desire.. to get closer to that special someone who they can truly connect with on an emotional and sexual level. A litrpg for those who love monster battle and capture video games, but also adore monster girls and the people who cuddle them. Mature Content Warning: 18+ Graphic sexual content, Obscenities, Adult Situations, and Monster Girls, and ridiculous Battle Harem hijinks. This litrpg story is an episodic series focusing on one of the worlds in the multiverse known as Project Scott. In this multiversal project the main protagonist is normally named Scott. Each of these protagonists is the same soul seen through a different lens.Small differences appear based on how they have lived their lives up until the story starts, but there are also startling similarities.

     Rylan can slow down time, then act while the rest of the world is frozen. He can pluck arrows from the air, win any fist fight, save innocents from certain death. Then a goblin army attacked his village. When a beautiful female mage helps him save his people, Rylan has a choice to make: Go with her to an academy of mages to learn how to control his power… Or stand by and let the evil Overlord, a creature with the power to influence others’ minds, take over the world of Voth one kingdom at a time. Rylan will romance gorgeous women, face incredible dangers, and learn to control his powers in ways he’d never dreamed - all to prepare himself for the day he must battle the Overlord. The world of Voth has more than enough sorcerers and wizards. What they need is a hero… And a Time Mage. Warning: this book contains harem elements and adult situations.

    He’s still a slave of those that betrayed him all those years ago. If he ever wants vengeance, he needs to figure out how he can grow without being found out, and free himself before he can pursue vengeance.If he’s caught, it’s either back to slavery, or oblivion. His eternal soul is on the line.Warning: This book contains adult situations and just a few explicit sex scenes. This is the first book of a trilogy.

    Traveling to Saltwater's Weep is a dangerous journey. A powerful coterie of adventurers led by the Warlord rules the city. Their dark fingers extend throughout and nothing is as it seems.Taking his time to plan his attack, Jace seeks to gain control of new allies and servants before he sets out on his Quest. Join him as he takes new lovers, fulfills new temptations and gains in immortal power. Watch villains creep from the sidelines with agendas of their own. Can a fledgling Incubus survive in a dangerous world when might makes right?Contains Explicit Content that is meant for 18+ readers, may not be suitable for everyone.

    Not only could it devour everything, it could also exchange for bloodlines, martial arts, godly weapons, medicinal pills, treasures … "This is way too strong! Don’t provoke me, do you believe that I can devour your divine items and swords? "

    I could hear it. There, beyond the beach, behind the tree-line. Off to my left, out of sight. I was still on the beach, just beyond the waterline. I crawled here a few minutes ago. I heard the rustling almost immediately; as soon as I had become conscious again. I didn’t know how long I had been there, apparently washed up by a higher tide sometime earlier. My clothes were still wet, so I must not have been here more than a few hours. I didn’t wake up coughing, so it didn’t seem that I had drowned. The life-jacket seemed to have kept me above water. I was on my knees, scanning the tree-line for movement, and listening…and trying to get my bearings. I had been awake for just a few minutes. The sun was up, but barely. Of course, we almost never saw the sun because of the ash clouds, but they were getting better every year. It had been 18 years since the cataclysm. If the cataclysm had taught us anything, it was to be careful and think things through. I wasn’t in immediate danger as far as I could tell. My only injury seemed to be a really painful, but minor head-wound from where I had been hit. We had left the compound on Tahiti early yesterday. Or was it the day before? I guess it didn’t matter. I guess I didn’t know for sure what day it was. I didn’t have a watch; we didn’t have much use for them. When you don’t have appointments, and no train to catch, precise times aren’t that important. I had intended to travel with just the cargo, but Aunt Irene hated the islands and wanted to go back to what she thought of as her home. For some reason, she expected to find the resort and the town just like she had left it. She was delusional. I might not have said that last week, but after what happened, I would have a lot more to say if there had been anyone to listen to me. What I couldn’t figure out was how she and Clark thought that they could survive a two year journey at sea in relative isolation, eating mostly fish. Irene was used to demanding that others do her work for her. How did she imagine that she would handle a trip like this with just me, Clark, and the four sisters? She didn’t even like any of us. My plan was to stay on a different end of the boat as much as possible. But that was all pretty much ancient history now. Last night, I was standing at the bow of the boat, watching the last of the sunlight disappear. It was going to be dark. The moon didn’t show much these days. Irene came up and stood beside me and said, “So, out there is Rangiroa?” I said yeah, but there was something strange about the question. She knew as well as I exactly where we should be and where our course was taking us. Yeah, the island Rangiroa and it’s neighbors was just in front of us. We’d be passing them overnight. There was something weird in her voice. She sighed and said, “Yeah,” and then I felt something hit me in the back of the head and I passed out. I woke up on the beach here, listening for something out there, beyond the tree-line.

    He didn't crave fame or glory. A stable income was more than enough for him. So imagine his surprise when he's plucked from his job by a naked, demon-fighting, catgirl and given an important message. He's not a human. He's a half-human, half-demon hybrid who the real deal want dead. To survive, Jake needs to become strong enough to fully control the demon surging through his veins. Dragged into the dystopian fantasy world of Terix, Jake must fight to grow more powerful. Every monster he conquers gives him more strength, but it also makes him a bigger target for those who desire, or fear, his half-breed power. Luckily, he's got three beautiful demon hunters by his side, willing to help him fulfill his potential. Together, can they prise Terix from the demon's jaws? Or, will the full-blooded be too much for the half-breed hunter to handle? Contains fantasy harems, plenty of violence, lots of raunchy fun, and your fair share of obscenities. Don't say you weren't warned.

    Yet as a complete beginner, and a terrified one at that, in April 2018 Fiona set out to see if she could stand up paddleboard up the west coast of Britain, 800 miles from Land’s End to John O’Groats (LEJOG). Having walked and cycled LEJOG the year before, something inexplicably compelled her to see if she could turn her previous adventures into a length of Britain triathlon and set three new world records. Along the way Fiona was joined by dolphins, paddled 40 miles across the Irish Sea, and battled past whirlpools. This inspiring and gripping account shows that no matter what the odds, if you dare to start before you’re ready, anything is possible. "Fiona’s stand up paddleboard adventure certainly tested her to the limits. Having had a bad experience in water when she was a child, and then to put herself in a situation that pushes on that fear, week after week, is no mean feat. Along the way she lost sight of shore to paddle across the Irish Sea, becoming the first woman to do so. Through all of the challenges she faced, it was her belief in herself and those around her that enabled her to keep moving forwards." - Sean Conway Fiona Quinn is a keynote speaker, endurance adventurer and entrepreneur. Sharing stories with everyone from school children to business executives, she enthusiastically invites you to change your view of what’s possible.

    Saga meets Battle Royale. Letha was given two things at birth: a name and a burning desire to make something of herself. But in the not too distant future, the only way to rise to the top involves running the gauntlet on Planet Kill, a psychopathic world where life is cheap. But Letha isn't like the rest, because her struggle isn’t about wealth or fame, but JUSTICE. She wants to take down those responsible for putting her there. She wants to ensure nobody is ever forced to volunteer again. And in walks Special Agent Pierce. Pierce is in deep cover on Planet Kill, tasked with exposing its excesses in the hopes of finding his missing wife. Along the way, he begins to lose himself, realizing that if he wants to stay alive and finish his job he’s going to have to do whatever it takes, even if that means fucking and killing his way off the planet. When Pierce and Letha join forces, it’s a match made in hell. WARNING: This book contains blood and sex, harems and reverse harems, massively oversized members, exposed breasts, and ample blood. You might cringe, you will laugh, and hell, you might even cry. We refuse to apologize for any of it.

    He finds himself in the body of a slime, inheriting odd abilities and an overwhelming circumstance. His only drive for survival is revenge. As a slime, the weakest monster in the world, he must discover a way to gain enough power and get his humanity back. (A GameLit story)

     Now they must figure out how to survive waves of players trying to steal their Dungeon Core, all the while dealing with psychotic Dungeon Guardians and powerful guilds. Using the creatures that Devin captures as a dungeon monster himself, Krista combines them into unique and powerful hybrids that help defend against the intruders. Contains bonus content such as some of my notes and maps, as well as an additional story starring Devin and some of his friends that takes place after the events of the last book!

    To everyone else, I’m JD—a struggling artist, working my fingers to the bone for my shot with one of the big comic book companies. Oh, and I work nights, managing a dive called Judson’s Bar and Grill. I know, the dream life. Things were boring, disappointing, even. Until one faithful night, when everything changed. Why? Where do I start? First: An odd woman showed up in a booth while I was trying to close for the night. Rude, but on its own, not so weird. She was dressed in a kimono and had a sword in her lap. That part? Getting a little strange. Second: It turns out she’s a mistress at a magical academy and had been looking for me. Right? Please pick up on my sarcasm. Except, she proved it, and with just a few violent swings of her very real sword, ensured I both didn’t have a job any longer, and more or less had to follow her into a scary, glowing portal. Where did it take me? A surreal place called Zenith Academy, and a life I’d only ever dreamt of. There I’ll learn how to cultivate mana and wield magic-like powers. And that is just the beginning. The tower imbues cultivators with visual prompts and game-like stats, making my new life feel like something straight out of a choose your own adventure novel. But it’s not all for nothing. Evidently, they’ve been fighting a war for thousands of years, and I’ve just been drafted. <>