Ryland Grace is the sole survivor on a desperate, last-chance mission - and if he fails, humanity and the Earth itself will perish. Except that right now, he doesn't know that. He can't even remember his own name, let alone the nature of his assignment or how to complete it. All he knows is that he's been asleep for a very, very long time. And he's just been awakened to find himself millions of miles from home, with nothing but two corpses for company.

It’s 1984, and life has changed beyond recognition. Airstrip One, formerly known as Great Britain, is a place where Big Brother is always watching, and nobody can hide. Except, perhaps, for Winston Smith. Whilst working at the Ministry of Truth, rewriting history, he secretly dreams of freedom. And in a world where love and sex are forbidden, where it’s hard to distinguish between friend and foe, he meets Julia and O’Brien and vows to rebel.

Inheriting your uncle's supervillain business is more complicated than you might think. Particularly when you discover who's running the place. Charlie's life is going nowhere fast. A divorced substitute teacher living with his cat in a house his siblings want to sell, all he wants is to open a pub downtown, if only the bank will approve his loan. Then his long-lost uncle Jake dies and leaves his supervillain business (complete with island volcano lair) to Charlie. But becoming a supervillain isn't all giant laser death rays and lava pits.

Six days ago, astronaut Mark Watney became one of the first people to walk on Mars. Now, he's sure he'll be the first person to die there. After a dust storm nearly kills him and forces his crew to evacuate while thinking him dead, Mark finds himself stranded and completely alone with no way to even signal Earth that he’s alive - and even if he could get word out, his supplies would be gone long before a rescue could arrive. But Mark isn't ready to give up yet.

Jazz Bashara is a criminal. Well, sort of. Life on Artemis, the first and only city on the moon, is tough if you're not a rich tourist or an eccentric billionaire. So smuggling in the occasional harmless bit of contraband barely counts, right? Not when you've got debts to pay and your job as a porter barely covers the rent. Everything changes when Jazz sees the chance to commit the perfect crime, with a reward too lucrative to turn down.

My heart's already been broken by one Dragon King; I won't let it happen with another. I'm Commander of the Castle Guard, responsible for the security of the Royal Castle and therefore, in part, the Dragon King of Levahan. The new one. I signed up to serve the last Dragon King, and lost my heart to him. Even now, after he left me for his mate, I still love Belyss. I don't agree with the way he was pushed off the throne or how readily he went. I understand why he did it, but I like the way his dread let it happen. And I certainly don't want to like his replacement. But I do. Too much. King ...

Hatred sent me into his arms. I don't have a problem with Dragons or even Dragon Kings. The last Dragon King of Vix left my people alone, and that's all I want from one of them. He died at the hands of his goddess, and his throne has sat empty for several months, leaving the Kingdom of Vix to floundered. Crime has grown rampant in the crown city of Nuri, gangs freely roaming the streets, and the courtiers have taken over the castle. My king, the Great Luh of the Ricarri, has delighted in the chaos. But now, word has come that a young Dragon has won the crown. He has a rough task ahead of ...

The Dragons of Serai Series continues in this epic clash of worlds! My life was perfect. Or so I thought. I'm Mason Byrne and I'm a rock star. I travel the world, have millions in my bank account, and take a new lover every night. What could be better than that? Then one night, I'm playing the Tokyo Dome and a light appears onstage. Not a spotlight but a ragged oval of glowing, sparking energy that appeared in midair and swallowed me whole. The next thing I knew, I was on another planet, a world called Serai where humans are in the minority and shapeshifting Dragons rule. Luckily, I found a...

I will never be weak again. After the man I loved mated a Dragon King, I knew I had to make a fresh start. Rontor may not have loved me, but he did care for me. He taught me to be strong. To know I had value. That I was worthy of being loved. Before I left Vix, I promised him that I would never let a man abuse me, not even a Dragon King. That promise was an integral part of the new life I was building for myself. If I wanted to be happy, I had to be strong. But every time I'm near the Dragon King of Sken, my strength fails me. The last Dragon King I was with had mistreated me and then ...

My life changed the day I tried to take his. Mhavenna is a glorious city but, like every city on the face of Serai, it's run by Dragons. As a human, I'm on the lowest rung of the racial ladder here, as far from an illustrious Dragon as I could be, and I've made me peace with that. I don't like Dragons much, but like or dislike has nothing to do with my work. So when my broker offered me the task of killing the Dragon King, I took it. It was the sort of kill that could make an assassin's career, and I was certain that I had the skills for it. I was wrong, nearly dead wrong. The King caught ...