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Humans expanded into space...only to find a universe populated with multiple alien species bent on their destruction. Thus was the Colonial Union formed, to help protect us from a hostile universe. The Colonial Union used the Earth and its excess population for colonists and soldiers. It was a good arrangement...for the Colonial Union. Then the Earth said: no more.

What happens when a burnt-out techie professional ditches the comforts of modern life and hikes 2,650 miles across the Pacific Crest Trail from Mexico to Canada? A head-on collision of midlife crisis and wilderness reality, where he’s never felt more alive. Somewhere between blisters, bear poop, and resupply, it clicks. Those cryptic ideas of Zen and Taoism he skimmed almost two decades ago—about ‘simplicity’ and ‘attachment,’ the kind most of us flag as hippie nonsense, weren’t entirely wrong.

I loved a boy once. I let him go to chase his dreams. But he doesn't know I kept a piece of him with me. Benji Mills took the opportunity and ran as far as he could from our small town. Now he's one of the star members of the Connecticut Comets hockey team. His speed and skill rule the ice, and his sharp-shooting skills have earned him a reputation as a sniper. No matter how hard I try, I can't forget about him.

Asher Wild is a temptation I can't resist. He's my grumpy boss. He didn't want to hire me, but as a favor to a friend he gave me a chance. Besides proving I'm a good worker, and can make a difference on his peach farm. It seems I can't stop throwing myself at him. I didn't think Asher would rock my world. I didn't think he'd help me with a family problem and I sure as hell didn't think he'd make me want to stay. I just wanted a good time. But now all I can think about is how I want forever with Asher Wild.

My gift has always felt more like a curse. Standing up and speaking the truth when nobody wants to hear it is terrifying. But the truth doesn't erase the horrors I've seen. It doesn't silence the whispers, or blind me to the fingers pointed my way. Doing the right thing never brought me anything but trouble. So finding myself held captive by a sexy-as-sin duo who loathe me on sight doesn't come as a shock. What does surprise me is how quickly my anger for them burns out, leaving a ferocious need in its place.

Five years ago, my sister was abducted by an outlaw biker club. I have it narrowed down to only one club who could've done it—Devil's Nightmare MC. So when one of their members gets assigned community service at the foundation I run to help sex trafficking victims, I'm sure I'll finally get the justice I seek. But he's nothing like the monster I know he must be. But I will not fall for his gorgeous blue eyes and sweet words. Problem is, that might not be as easy as it sounds.

Every year in the United States there are fifteen thousand murders, give or take a few hundred. Of those, nearly forty percent go unsolved. In this six-part audio series, Christina Walsh is determined to change that. After struggling with the loss of her father, she sets out on a journey to bring the justice that has eluded her to the families of other victims. And she starts with a particularly strange case. The murder of world-renowned violinist Leona McPherson who mysteriously disappeared years ago after a concert at the Hollywood Bowl in Los Angeles.

He called me his "mystery girl" on stream. Live. In front of thousands of viewers. The wildest part? I didn't even know who he was. I was at my usual gaming café, grinding ranked matches in a popular MOBA game called NLA. But instead of celebrating my latest win, I was fuming. One of my teammates had spent the entire game spewing sexist insults at me, even though I carried the match and we won despite him.

Five classic novelisations of TV stories involving space travel and adventure.

Ever heard of impostor syndrome? Well, if you look it up in the dictionary, you'll find my picture beside the definition. I've been living in my older brother's shadow since the day I was born. Anyone would struggle to live up to the legacy of the great Jaxon Slate, hockey superstar and face of the league. But it's worse for me. Everyone expects me to be Jaxon 2.0, and I'm nothing more than an off-brand imitation. When I'm out and about, people see me and glance over my shoulder, hoping he's with me. Until her.

I see dead people. While it might sound cool, I can assure you, it's not. The dead are even bigger assholes than the living. I learned at a young age to be invisible. Even breathing wrong could set my father off. The beatings became progressively worse as I got older, and I feared I wouldn't survive to see my eighteenth birthday. So I plotted my escape, and no one was more surprised that it worked than me!

I used to be that girl. Before loving you. The daydreamer who believed in fairy tales. And I knew I was right to have faith when a moment of serendipity led me to both of you. The three of us were blissfully happy, until your lies were exposed and the dream faded. Now I know that falling in love was just the point of impact, a single moment when life veered dangerously off course. Now I'm that girl.

Jax and I have been together forever. Until he decided I'm better off without him. Then he just disappeared into the night and cut me off. I'm not better off, but I will get on with my life. I'm a singer and I'm going on my first tour. Without him. Even though the plan was always for the two of us to ride together. I'll have to go alone, because now he also landed himself in prison. I don't ever want to see him again. But only because I know one glance, one word, one touch will make me fall for him all over again. And when I visit him in prison, that's exactly what happens.

I'm an omega used as scent bait for feral alphas fighting in underground deathmatches. I was told I'm an omega without a heat—a lie. The truth? My heats were medically suppressed, and now, I've been sold as a secret weapon in a brutal underground where feral alphas are pitted against each other in fights to the death. When the Omega Crimes Bureau raids the ring, my dream of having love with a real pack seems within reach, but freedom is never that simple.

I lost my soul a long time ago. Sold it to the Devil. But she's always been there. Summer. But I gave up on that dream a long time ago. Her father is Ice, one of the most senior members of Devil's Nightmare MC. But then we find ourselves stuck in a secluded cabin, just the two of us, forced to share one bed. And respect for her father will only get me so far when she's lying next to me nearly naked. I'm not thinking about tomorrow because I might not live past today. All I know is that I need her like I've never needed anything or anyone.

Being the MC President's daughter was never going to be an easy life. Not in general, not in love. Especially when the guy meant for you isn't yours to have. And that's just one of the many reasons why I'm going away. Back to my ancestral lands, where everything is simple and pure. Where I can do some good. And I'm not coming back.

The Last Hieroglyph is the fifth of the five-volume Collected Fantasies series. Editors Scott Connors and Ron Hilger have compared original manuscripts, various typescripts, published editions, and Smith's notes and letters, in order to prepare a definitive set of texts. The Last Hieroglyph includes, in chronological order, all of Clark Ashton Smith's stories from "The Dark Age" to "The Dart of Rasasfa".

Born to a man of faith who let his vision for the future twist his mind, I learned to stay in the shadows, collecting the kids that ended up in this godforsaken place with me. They're the lost ones, and I'm their Wendy. The forgotten one, the dud, the failure. My only use now is as a future breeder to the cause. But they've taken enough, and I'll be damned if I let them take more. When the chance of escape is dangled before me like a carrot on a stick, I take it. I run with my lost ones toward a new life where the kids can be kids, and I can be free.

One evening, two years’ worth of memories lost. Under the pretense of recovery, my father sends me to an elite boarding college, but soon, my memories start rushing back, and it’s obvious I’m not at Lakeside to heal. I’m here to hide. Navigating the scattered past to decipher the threat lurking in the shadows is hard while I’m kept in the dark and even harder when he steals my focus. Crude, arrogant, and threatening, he draws me in, and the closer I get, the less I understand. Waking up without memories is terrifying, but remembering the time I lost is infinitely worse.