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Titles By Dante King
But there are some missions I’ve always had to refuse. I've never been able to take on a supe. They're just too powerful. They're gods, whereas I'm just a man, even with all my knowledge and training.
All that changes after I discover my dad's secret research project. With this device, I can not only steal superpowers and take them for myself, but I can also choose to give them to other people.
I can make supers.
In a world ruled by egomaniacal supers, I'm about to upset the balance of power.
Like the sea elves. They are trapped in their island home, and there's no way out or in. A powerful magical barricade erected by the blood elves has made rescuing them impossible.
At least, it would be impossible, if I weren't an amalgamage from Earth.
In a matter of hours, Vince finds himself befriended by a woman who calls herself a Nightweaver, a special kind of vampire with lethal powers. This woman claims that Vince is not only a vampire, but a powerful one known as a Blood Lord.
With the powers of a Blood Lord, Vince can form his own coterie of supernaturals. He can make them more powerful through a tantalizing vampiric ritual, but he can also benefit by acquiring some of their abilities.
But the arrival of a fabled Blood Lord to NYC won’t go unnoticed. Powerful groups like the Helsing Agency have their eye on Vincent, and if there’s one thing they don’t want, it’s to share power over the city, let alone the world.
Wes is working the hotel lobby the night his life changes forever. Called to the top floor to deal with rowdy patrons, he finds himself in a high stakes poker game alongside a beautiful woman who is, apparently, a demoness. To make the night crazier, the game ends with a startling revelation: Wes is a Warlock.
Wes can bind demons to his will and command the infernal elements.
With his newfound powers, Wes will have no shortage of new hellish friends, but his enemies are almost equal in number. Among them are the famed Knights Templar, who have a keen interest in Earth's latest Warlock.
Armed with the staff of Solomon the First Warlock and surrounded by demonesses under his power, Wes aims not to be yet another dead member of the quickly diminishing Warlock population.
Wes has found an angel below the Deja Vu bar. Apparently, that’s a bad thing. Her very existence on Earth could spell all-out war between the forces of Heaven and Hell, with Earth as the battlefield.
This beautiful angel desperately needs the protection of Wes and his guild. Will holding onto her lead to the End of Days, or will Wes figure out some way out of this new mess?
Now, I’m finding out that the elves have been in decline for centuries and are being hunted to extinction for their magical abilities.
They need someone to help them. Someone to protect them. Someone with magical powers that could make elves strong like they used to be.
Apparently, I’m that someone. And there are a whole lot of elf species who could use my protection.
John Devonte looked to the outskirts of the Draconic Empire for refuge. After adventuring for the past two decades, hunting monsters and collecting coin, he thought the town of Vismuth would provide some solace.
Except what he discovered there was the beginning of the end.
The Deadlands have come to life, and out of them pour bestial creatures that will devour all in their path.
Luckily for John, he’s discovered that he’s a True Dragon. Not only that, but he can use the magic of Soul Gems, and with them, create his Wargear out of the beautiful women who fight alongside him.
A journey into hell to meet with The Great Deceiver himself. How could it possibly go wrong?
To get there, I need to become stronger. I need to ace all my examinations. And, most of all, I need to master the most potent spells.
But I have to start somewhere.
This begins my first year at the Mazirian Academy.
Who'd have expected having a deceased buccaneer as your resident dungeon-running poltergeist would lead to trouble?
Yeah, it's pretty much a given.
And now I’ve discovered that my spell list might be limited. Which means only one thing: I have to find a way to break that limit. And if anyone knows about Creation Magic, it’s my dead dad.
Good thing we’ve found a way I can speak with him. But it’s going to require some serious footwork. Maybe even a murder or two. Or three.
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