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.

If the world of supernatural creatures is just a bunch of hokum, why does Boston PD have their own paranormal division? The Sisters of Salem are in disarray, their coven leader murdered and left to be found. The case has already been closed; the death attributed to the headless horseman’s reign of terror. But was he really to blame? Sergeant Chloe Mayfield doesn’t think so, but her one cop mission to find the real killer clashes with her orders and she’s already on shaky ground with the higher-ups. All they need is one good reason and she’s out of a job. Nevertheless, she feels ...

The Headless Horseman. Everyone knows the legend. That’s all it is, right? When a third headless victim is found on Boston’s streets, Chloe Mayfield is tasked with finding the person behind the crime spree – no one else wants a case this weird. It would be easy to dismiss the murders as nothing more than the random acts of a madman with a cosplay fetish, but when her investigations lead her to the morgue, she comes face to face with an apparition she cannot explain. Throw in the stalker-like attentions of a deranged clown, dangerous interactions with the Salem witches, and an enemy ...

The paranormal? It's all nonsense, but proving it might get her killed. Chloe Mayfield has found herself in some tight spots before, but a full-on war? That’s new territory for her. Branded a terrorist and enemy of the United Fairy Commonwealth, she’s under fire from every direction, and there is no shortage of people eager to take advantage of the chaos, including a murderer who stalks the streets of Boston, killing in the name of Blue Moon. It’s up to Chloe to restore order to her city, and if she can’t do it soon, then she’ll have no choice but to offer up her unconditional ...

A coven of witches bent on murder, a cult of hidden figures raising a leviathan to smite the city … sounds like a regular Wednesday morning for Boston PD’s supernatural division. Chloe Mayfield is a career cop, but when a high-profile bust goes spectacularly wrong, she finds herself assigned to the losers in Boston PD's supernatural division … … and discovers a world she never knew existed. Tasked to investigate a drowning far from water in a high-rise building, the symbol carved into the victim’s chest defies explanation. Until she begins to pry, and a coven of witches show up ...

An angel just carjacked someone? For Boston Cop, Chloe Mayfield, it's her first day in the city's Blue Moon Division and things are about to get weird. The poor schmuck with the missing car is convinced the glowing being who assaulted him and took his wheels was straight from heaven – he even heard a chorus of angelic music during the crime. Raised catholic, Chloe not about to suggest angels don’t exist, but her gut wants to find a more rational explanation behind this crime. Time to find out.

No boyfriend, no career, no f**ks given. Thieves have broken into the Federal Reserve and made off with millions in gold. The catch? They were dressed like leprechauns, and by all accounts, used magic to do it. Cue up a fresh case for Sergeant Chloe Mayfield, but if she thought the last one was fraught with danger, she’s going to have to redefine her terminology. If it were not bad enough that she has to negotiate rogue gunmen, sword-wielding mercenaries, and a famous monster hunter, she has enemies within Boston PD to contend with, at least one of whom thinks their life would be easier ...

Hidden in the seclusion of the Appalachian Mountains, the remote settlements are perfect targets for those who wish to prey on the weak … the human. Hired to investigate a mysterious bloodletting case, everything indicates Edgar is dealing with a clan of mobile vampires. He can’t take the case though, his ordeal with the cult has left him close to bedridden, but that’s not the case for close friend and secret crush, Poppy. Poppy is drawn to weird stuff, so when Edgar foolishly tells her she is not to get involved, she predictably does the opposite. But does Poppy know what she is ...

Investigate weird goings on for a living? What kind of nutbag would do that? Well, the kind with bills to pay, actually. In the quiet seclusion of the Appalachia mountains, something evil stirs. Home to generations of witches, the entire region knows the lore, and everyone knows someone with at least a suggestion of the supernatural in their family. So when Edgar Corey, one time FBI field agent and all-round recluse, is called upon to help the sheriff with what sounds like a supernatural case, he automatically turns him down. Or wished he had because all too soon he’s up to his neck in a ...

Amanda Harper's life has changed a lot in the few weeks since she met Tempest Michaels. Working out her notice period in Kent Police, she has already taken a new job as a paranormal investigator to work alongside him. She could be interested in Tempest, but even after she arrested (thankfully he was innocent) Brett Barker, the single, athletic multimillionaire heir to the Barker family fortune, he still wants to take her on a date to Paris in his helicopter. How does a girl say no to that?

Tempest Michaels has a vampire problem. He’s an old hat at this game and dealing with cases like this are his speciality. Except this time … … the vampires are his clients. When someone starts targeting members of the local vampire Live Action Role Play club, there’s only one person they can think of to turn to – their old nemesis, Tempest Michaels. Unfortunately for Tempest, when he takes the case, he doesn’t realise they automatically assume that means twenty-four-hour protection. All too soon he has vampire wannabes camping on his lawn, he has vampires wannabes sleeping in ...