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Born a champion. Destined for even more. Moonhunter’s dragon mother gifted him the last of her magic when she died giving birth to him and left him in the hands of his dragon brother, Balthier, to train. But when a botched recovery mission leaves Moonhunter and Balthier hiding information from each other, it jeopardizes the next assignment, one that Balthier himself already failed once.

He is Loki, Norse god of mischief, and he's been paroled to earth with the mission of sending transdimensional beings back to their home realms in order to save humanity. His life isn't cushy, so it's a good thing he's rich. Still, he has his problems. He discovers there are nasty little gnomes living in traffic lights. He finds out his personal assistant is more than he claims to be, possibly an embezzler. If that weren't enough, his son, who doesn't know about the conditions of Loki's parole, arrives in town. How is Loki supposed to entertain with limited powers?

This time, Loki must die. Loki, Norse god of mischief, knows death draws near. His returned son, Fenrir, likely delivers Loki’s demise. No matter how far he runs, dying by hellhound looms in Loki’s fate. He takes refuge in the safest place he thinks of: the library. Surrounded by all the knowledge of humanity and Midgard, Loki searches for a solution to save the day. The end comes. Hel awaits.

Loki, Norse god of mischief, has been banished to earth for a crime he may or may not have committed. He has a plan to regain his powers and return to Asgard to prove his innocence - until he discovers a plot against him. Who would dare to call up Loki's wrath? Why now? Who cares? They have dialed up 1-800-Mischief, and this trickster wants to play.

No one goes up against the Norse god of mischief. It just isn't done. Well, not before now. Someone has started the game, and Loki can't resist playing. There's just one (or two) little problems. Loki's brother, Thor, has come for a visit. How is Loki supposed to do his assigned missions with Thor and his hammer causing so much destruction? Not to mention the news Thor brings for Loki. It's enough to make a god want to run into a telephone pole, which I'm sure Loki will make happen if he gets a chance.

Loki likes sending unauthorized visitors to Midgard back to their home realms. Or he once had. Now it no longer feels like retribution, but a chore. Can’t he sit back, drink his coffee, and run his businesses? Why must Bronwyn call him yet again? All to check out alleged poltergeist activity centering around a lowly janitor at the mall, no less. What does he look like? A security guard? But the temperature is about to drop as Loki discovers the truth.

The ghosts ignored her. If Susan had left well enough alone, it might have stayed that way. But she had to laugh at their antics and reveal that she could see them. Now they want her attention. Just how far will they go to communicate with her? A light, paranormal story about a woman accepting her friendships with the dead still existing in the world. If you enjoy ghost whisperer fiction, then you’ll get delighted with this hide-and-go-seek tale.

A name. All she needed was a name. The sign on the door read: Hot Yoga. Certainly that wasn’t the troll’s name. She’d have to knock. When the door opened, she saw a sight which she would never be able to unsee, even with the aid of a forgetting spell. Yet the mission must continue.

Some souls get tangled and lost. They need to be gathered and the energy gently released back into the ether of the All. Spencer collects the souls of the dead who have not yet crossed over. That mission brought him to the cemetery tonight. Most people can’t contemplate this task, let alone do it. Yet Spencer enjoys being a soulcolist. But tonight, no souls wait for him. Unnatural and unkind, this absence of death leaves Spencer to uncover the reason why.

No one paid much attention to the chipped and broken monk statue holding the iridescent stardust orb in the garden. Not until Moonhunter showed up. Then, the universe reawakened to its existence. Stolen on her watch, Calliesar tracks the statue and the orb. Her hope lies with Moonhunter and his mysterious connection to sense the ancient stardust. Only through him will she be able to track it across the universe.

Gods do not feel fear. At least, that's what Loki, Norse god of mischief, keeps telling himself. Until someone comes after him with death dust. That's not a matter to be taken lightly. If only he knew who was toying with him. Could it be his adoptive mother Frigga? She certainly has her reasons to want him dead. Or, is it his personal assistant Jason of the Argonauts? Loki is getting too close to the truth.

As a champion, Fall fights for the side of good, until that moment when he doesn’t. Chaos needs attention, too, or the universe tilts out of balance. Now incarcerated, they press for Fall’s confession: Why did he do it? Can his actions make up for his heinous crime and let good once again triumph over what he has done?

Cupid hates his curse. People don’t know what it takes to be Cupid. This tough job leads to heartbreak every time. On occasion, Cupid has been known to miss. Sometimes they get away, at least temporarily. Each one leaves him. Always. But for a special, life-changing moment, they can all say they found their true love. He waits for the one who will boldly stand up and claim, “I’m with Cupid.” Will this arrow be the one to bring an end to his curse?

Steigan wants to prove himself as the best warrior and tracker. After being sent out to hunt down murderous bandits, he encounters a lone woman in the forest. The ancient chants draw him in. Her words haunt him as she starts him on his mission: find three books to save the world. A boy who has struggled all his life to prove himself realizes he alone has the power to save his world or shatter it. He must overcome his own demons or be left wielding the very magic he's sworn to annihilate.

Orphaned when her parents were sold to the mines to pay off their debts, Reila knows she should feel lucky that the shrine Keepers took her in and set her up as a trainee to learn to aid the dragons. She has one little problem: she hasn't been blessed by a dragon. Okay, two tiny problems: without that blessing, she has no magic.

Eclipse searches for the new king after the previous ruler dies leaving no heirs. Unclear signs block his path. Be brave, the magical omens keep directing him through his multitude of attempted calculations. Eclipse never liked that answer. When one gets told to hold onto their courage, danger always follows. With only a star to guide him, who knows what Eclipse will find?

The ant scurries on the counter, alone, and the only remnant of its poisoned colony. Empathizing with the ant, Natalie ponders putting it out of its misery. As a scientist, she knows her flowcharts point to humankind's destruction: much like the ants, we polluted our colony too. Heading up one of a handful of secret labs, Natalie's mission to save humanity seems more like a cliché sci-fi movie than reality. Or maybe the world-weary views she possesses stem from her own bitter past.

Fracture is a novihomidrak gone wrong. The novihomidraks, human children taken by a dragon and incubated in a dragon egg for a decade to infuse them with the power of the dragons, are nearly immortal creatures with a destiny to save the universe. The memories of Fracture's original human child-self should have been wiped out, but she was reborn prematurely. Now, Echo exists as a remnant of a past Fracture should no longer remember.

When the ultimate answer to life is not 42! Loki listens to the conversations of Midgard and looks for people to help. But the god of mischief has spent many years on parole, serving his punishment to save humanity, and realizes he must make his own fun. Yet even that has become mundane and, dare he say, boring.

Hoping to leave the past behind, Shelly gets in her car and starts driving. But in running away from her life, Shelly gets an adventure she never expects. It all begins with a strange voice on the radio....