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In Galvenstone, Cyran Orendain has helped secure his kingdom's outcome in the second Dragon Wars, but the personal cost is high. Higher than he ever could have realized in his former life. With the Dragon Queen in confinement, dark deeds unfold around Cyran, and he must uncover the truth of his past and people. Of his king. Of dragons themselves and how their world and that of humans coincide. And the egg he stashed away has hatched, releasing a potential danger upon his comrades and the world.

When the storm comes, when he's assailed by his doubts and fears, his body and mind wracked by pain, when whatever strength he has—legendary or not—has left him, a man must focus not on putting one foot in front of the other but finding a reason to. Cutter knows this, for he has been here before, in this place of doubt and darkness, just as he knows his reason. A promise, one he made long ago to protect Matt, his son. But not just a promise, for promises might be broken, forgotten. An oath, though, that is a different thing. An oath becomes part of a man, his sword and his shield.

At the decimated outpost of Nevergrace, Cyran Orendain and his companions stand watch. They search for the Dragon Queen's remains while awaiting the full onslaught of Murgare's retaliation. But some of their own turn against them, and a village is ravaged by whatever lurks in the woods. With the young lady of the Never by her side, Cyran's sister Jaslin arrives at the king's city of Galvenstone to answer a summons. She will find the answers to the queen's murder and the darkness lurking beneath the streets, no matter what—or who—stands in her way.

A warrior's path is trodden in pain and death lies at its end. Those were his father's words from long ago. Not just words, in truth, but a warning. Despite this, in the end, Cutter, like so many others, had chosen pain, had chosen death. Maybe he had done so when he lay dying in some back alley of his home city. Maybe it had been when Yeladrian, the Fey King, had gifted him the Breaker of Pacts. Or perhaps he had not chosen his path at all. Perhaps it had chosen him. Either way, there was no choice left to him now. His path lay before him, and so the only thing left to do was to walk it.

A time has come when the Dragon Queen must destroy Cimeren in order to create something new. The Dragon Queen of Murgare barrels toward the lone outpost of Nevergrace, riding her infamous shadow dragon and destroyer of kingdoms. She seeks retribution for her murdered king.

Awakening among the remains of a smoking forest, panic sweeps through the boy. All he knows is he does not belong. Not to the tribe whose lifeless bodies adorn the forest floor or to the hard-eyed, fur-clad warriors that surround him. And he knows that he hates the red-haired beast who gloats in his face. Called by a past he can no longer remember and driven forward by powers beyond his control, the half-witch, Du Mu, finds himself caught in the grip of the most powerful Cro clan to walk the Plains.

When a man goes out seeking blood, he will find it. Always he will find it. It was a truth Cutter had learned long ago, for he had been that man. For countless years, on countless battlefields, he had sought violence and blood...and the gods help him, he had found it. Found more than his share.

He was once known as Prince Bernard, ruler of his people and the man who led them in the Fey War against creatures out of myth and legend, beings out of nightmare. A man renowned for his strength, a man feared by his own people as much as his enemies. But there are other names for him, too. Kingslayer. Oathbreaker. Traitor. The Crimson Prince.

Aram thinks he’s nothing but a misfit from a small fishing village in a dark corner of the world. As far as Aram knows, he has nothing, with hardly a possession to his name other than a desire to make friends and be accepted by those around him, which is something he’s never known. But Aram is more. Much, much more. Unknown to him, Aram bears within him a gift so old and rare that many people would kill him for it, and there are others who would twist him to use for their own sinister purposes.

I am fire and all I touch turns to ash. Despite the odds, Cutter and his companions managed to bring Matt to the capital, where he was crowned king. But instead of getting better, things have only gotten worse. The Known Lands and its people stand at a precipice. One false move, one mistake, and they will all fall into the abyss. Cutter wants only to protect his people, to right his many wrongs. But a warrior’s hands are made for killing, not healing, and fingers drenched with blood can only ruin anything they touch. Such is the warrior’s truth. Such is the warrior’s curse.

Logan Grimm, the War Wizard, has turned his sights upon the elvish realms. In exchange for his resurrection, he must meet with an elf king and offer his services. The elvish realms are under great turmoil with the Lunar Empire seeking to subjugate the kingdoms. Logan aims to stop them, and to do so, he will need to acquire the favor of more Archspirits. Except he is just one man, and while he can mark his followers with runes of power, the Lunar Empire far outnumbers Logan and his allies.

The unnamed Ice-cream Dragon pushed through the dangers wrought by humans and insatiable beasts atop the mountains. His might rapidly expanded as constant improvements steamrolled a middling competition. However, that simple life cannot exist any longer. The return of magical power to the Evelard range brings attention in no small quantities. The fertile land and valuable mines were the cause of many wars across ages past, but the newfound dangers feel far more familiar.

The present world is not the one Logan left behind, but it can be reforged in the hands of the last War Wizard. Logan Grimm, an Elderwood Ranger, fought valiantly against a tide of orcs, only to die among the rest of his men. He stayed dead for 2,000 years, but he's now returned to the world of the living. As the only surviving ranger, he's become a War Wizard, and he plans on using this new magic to take back the continent from the orc scourge. Joined by a caravan of elves, he seeks out the gods who can grant him power.

Merglan has the source of true magic within reach. Evils not seen in Kartania for hundreds of years wreak havoc on the forces of Westland. The last of the dragonriders must fight for Kartania’s freedom or be extinguished.

When Anders awakens in a foreign land, he finds himself far from the campaign in Southland and anxious to get back. The sapphire’s intoxicating grip has given him more than just a craving for power. Its tainted magic pushes him closer to the precipice of becoming more like the evil that he is foretold to destroy. In his attempts to resist the darkness, Anders must work through his pain before he can return to the fight he abandoned so suddenly.

A newborn dragon is forced to come to terms with his reality: his body is not made of flesh and blood—but of ice cream. No fate is worse than being a failure before birth. His future holds endless troubles and dangers—wild animals, greedy humans, and ancient secrets. What can a small mutated hatchling do? He must grow stronger.

The path to peace is paved in blood. Or so Cutter tells himself during the long nights as he travels deeper into the Black Wood, wrestling with his inner demons and battling those creatures which emerge from the shadows seeking his life.