Just a few short weeks ago, I was Cal Newhart. An ex-marine struggling to adjust to the realities of civilian life. Now, I am the Paladin. A mythical warrior of vaunted strength and ability, able to summon armor and weapons in the blink of an eye. An elven princess summoned me to the magical continent of Telos. A goddess has charged me with defeating the demonic vrag from across the sea. Fortunately, I'm not alone. A stern yet beautiful Valkyrie, a seductive dark princess, and an innocent elven spell-caster will help me along my journey. And I'm going to need all the help I can get.

I thought the last thing I would have expected while working at the mall during the holiday season was to meet a real elf woman. Then the blue-skinned ogre tore through the mall. The elf and I made a quick escape and ended up in a strange fantasy world. 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.

Levi Walker reached Taryl after a real bad day at college. An angry walk in the rain led to Truck-Kun and a quick trip to reincarnation. If dying wasn't bad enough, Levi wasn't off the hook for his higher education.

My name is Robert Grailmont. Since I was young, I felt called to serve my fellow citizens, rising through the political ranks with a senator’s seat in my near future. But when I tried to reveal the scandal of the century, I found myself framed by the very people I was trying to expose. I thought I’d hit rock bottom, never to get back up, but then I heard a call from another world. "Dark Lord, we need you!"

The surface world is a strange place for a young man who grew up in hell. Darren was just a boy when he and his mother were betrayed by paladins and chased beneath the Earth. There, with only his paladin's sigil and his quests to guide him, Darren grew from boy to man. Born in fire and blood, hell itself sculpted the perfect paladin.

I was just a cop on my beat when the world ended. My last memory was of an alien death ray ripping me from existence. When I woke up in a strange world, I should have just laid low. Figured out the rules of this place before I got involved. But, when you see a woman running from slavers. Well, let's just say they got what they deserved. Only problem is that makes enemies—demigods with the power to bind the magically gifted women of Timeria to their will.

Jak awakens, cold and confused, on the shore of an unknown island at the beginning of a dangerous nightfall. With nothing but his name and a head drained of memory, he stumbles into the nearby forest and is quickly forced to fight for his very survival. When he meets Niri, a beautiful elf exiled from her people and left to die in the wilderness, he begins the quest to build his own tribe in a land of blood, brutality, and wild adventure.

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, and he 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.

Zach is on the hunt for Morgana, who’s hidden herself in Sentarshaden, the secret city of paranormals. The elven city is celebrating the time of rebirth and nurturing their root trees. His secret is slipping, and he sees just what is in store for him as a green dragon becomes known to the city. The new dragon is both revered and hunted. But keeping himself hidden becomes impossible as he finds Morgana in a terrible state and needing his help.

My name is Mal, and ever since I was a boy, I've been treated as a malcontent because of my ability to see magic. For everyone else, magic is proof of the Goddess’ love. To me, it is just a colorful spread of enchantments, cantrips, blessings, and hexes. And any spell I can see, I can break. I had always expected to grow up to be a ditch-digger. Instead, I was dubbed a hero. Heroes are sent out in the wasteland, to slay monsters and to challenge the Demon Lord. It’s a suicide mission. But once I was exiled, I found that the outside world was different from what I had thought.

Utilizing the Hall, the voice in his head that calls itself Locke, those who have aligned with his faction, and all the powers available to him, Ash has begun his own journey of Cultivation. Except that as a Fated One, his journey is a narrow and winding path between two cosmic forces. Each one vying for dominance. That doesn’t even take into account the royal family or the Realm Lord. This is his third step in his life as a Cultivator.

After fighting a troll in a back alley, I found out the supernatural was real. Then I discovered I'm a dragon shifter. Soon after, I learned I'm also a mage. Turns out this combination is incredibly rare, and now everyone wants a piece of me. Being a dragon, there's only one thing I want to do: gather my hoard. Power. Magic. Women. Riches. It's all going to be mine.

Earth has changed. In a flash, the Parasite took mankind’s place in the food chain, and it is changing our world into an alien hellscape. But the Parasite also changed me. I am an alpha now—stronger, faster, and gifted with powers that I must cultivate and grow. I’ll need them all if I want to brave the road and save my family. I’m sure I will find more allies—or enemies—as we travel the wasteland, scavenging and looting to survive.

Did I always believe in magic? Not until today. Sure, I had seen my mother's ghost, but I'd managed to rationalize that. It wasn't until I was taken to some strange museum in Oregon and inducted into a supernatural agency that I truly believed. Then, something happened to the agency, and I was one of the last mages left in America. Now, I have to learn my peculiar magic all by myself. Well, not entirely by myself. I have a few beautiful women and a disgraced mage genius to help me figure out why my powers are so unique.

John Doc Henry had been on the shortest, crappiest end of the stick since the first day of his life; no parents, bad foster parents, and abysmal luck at every turn. The day his life changed started out exactly like he had come to expect. His car died on a rarely traveled road, and he broke his toe shortly after dodging the one other car on the road. When it stopped and backed up to him, the license plate read “LADYLUK”, adding insult to injury.