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To survive the storm, she had to surrender to the dark. To survive the dark, she had to trust the monster. Jessica Standish doesn’t need anyone. After a devastating betrayal left her planning a life alone, she relies entirely on meticulously packed gear, cold logic, and her own two feet. But when a catastrophic Appalachian flash flood sweeps her off the trail and into a subterranean cavern, her illusion of control is shattered. She is trapped, freezing, and plunged into a zero-photon void. And she isn’t alone. Sharing her limestone tomb is two hundred and fifty pounds of lethal, hostile...

Thirty-six thousand feet below the surface, the only thing more dangerous than the crushing abyss is the monster keeping her alive. Dr. Megan Carmichael’s entire life is built on control and utility. But when a catastrophic tectonic shift ruptures her deep-sea research facility, her survival algorithms instantly fail. Trapped in the freezing, flooded dark with the water rising, Megan faces a stark choice: drown alone, or make a desperate pact with the corporation's most lethal, closely guarded secret. Subject Alpha—Thomas—is a genetically engineered apex predator. After three years of...

She just wanted to disappear. He was bred to be a weapon. Neither planned on being trapped together in the dark. Sarah Hodges has one rule for survival: make yourself useful, or get discarded. She just needs one final, highly illegal harvest of rare bioluminescent flora from Sector 4 to pay off her debts and buy her permanent independence. But Sector 4 is the most lethal quarantine zone on the planet, and her infiltration ends with her caught in a snare by the area's apex predator. Tarn is a nightmare of biomechanical engineering. Bred in a corporate black-site and abandoned to the jungle, ...

In the lethal margins of the omniverse, survival is a mathematical equation. But connection is a deadly variable. Matthew Cunningham is a baseline human navigating the universe’s most hostile dead dimensions. He relies on flawless calculations and rigid emotional boundaries to stay alive, driven by a singular obsession: earning enough credits to buy an impenetrable fortress on a core world and lock the door from the inside forever. When a broker defrauds him of his hard-earned payout, his dream of ultimate safety evaporates—until an apex predator makes him an offer he cannot refuse. ...

She is the apex predator of a ruined universe. He is the fragile human who holds the only map out. Arthur Pendleton is a survivor by necessity, not by nature. As an omniverse cartographer, his life is defined by safe, mathematical certainty—until his transit pod violently crashes into the decaying, hostile dimension known as the Scrap Wastes. His fragile human biology should have guaranteed a quick death among the acidic fog and slavering scavengers. But Arthur has one bargaining chip: a biometric map out of the collapsing sector, encoded directly to his heart rate. To survive, he must ...

She came to sanitize the Undercity. He decided to keep her.Dr. Maren Cross doesn't do "mess." As the city’s Director of Sanitation, she has spent thirty years scrubbing the world clean, burying the past under layers of concrete and glass. She has a plan for everything.Falling into a sinkhole in the condemned Sector 4 was not part of the plan.Neither was waking up in the lair of the thing that rules the dark.Vorak is a nightmare wrapped in scars and fur. He is seven feet of biological lethal force, a mutant "Rat King" who has built a kingdom out of the trash Maren throws away. He is savage...

I calculated the odds of surviving the freezing river. I didn't calculate him. Samantha Osgood built a life on cold, hard logic, surviving betrayal by trusting no one but herself. But when a freak atmospheric tear drops her from a familiar hiking trail into a sub-zero, primordial forest, her actuarial survival odds plummet to zero. Freezing, hunted, and entirely alone, she prepares for the end. Then the apex predator arrives. Bram is a seven-foot-tall mountain of corded muscle, thick umber fur, and lethal claws. He doesn't just snap the spine of the beast hunting her; he claims her. He ...

Thirty-six thousand feet below the surface, the only thing more dangerous than the crushing ocean is the monster keeping me alive. Jessica I am an engineer for the Aegis Corporation. My entire life has been defined by my ability to fix things, to be perfectly, flawlessly useful. But when a catastrophic tremor shatters Benthic Station Seven, plunging it into the freezing blackness of the Mariana Trench, my tools cannot save me. The glass is cracking. The water is rising. I am going to die in the dark. Then, the titanium airlock is ripped open by a nightmare. Gideon He is a terrifying bipedal...

I went into the jungle to study the apex predator. I didn't expect to become his prey. My colleagues called it a suicide mission. I called it data. As a xenobiologist, I don’t believe in monsters—I believe in variables, morphology, and instinct. I thought I could observe Vokax from a distance. I was wrong. The Prime of Sector 4 isn’t just a giant insectoid beast. He is seven feet of obsidian armor, terrifying intelligence, and possessive instinct. He didn’t kill me when he found me. He captured me. Now, I’m trapped in his Hive, sealed in by wax and pheromones. I should be ...

She is desperate to be needed. He is terrified of being found. Twenty-four-year-old Abigail Swenson carries the entire frontier town of Oakhaven on her shoulders. Orphaned and running the general store alone, she wears a mask of relentless cheer and perfect capability. She is terrified that the moment she stops being undeniably useful, the town will abandon her. She doesn't have time for fear—not even when she's forced to deliver supplies to the heavily armed, terrifying hermit living in the woods. Hiram Croft wants to be left alone with his whiskey and his ghosts. Once a legendary lawman...

He holds two PhDs. She holds him in her lap. A cozy, steamy adventure about a neurotic scientist and the giant bat-woman who thinks he’s adorable. Dr. Adrian Pym has a tenure-track position, a severe pollen allergy, and a firm belief that adventure is just bad planning. He designed his portal to transport him to the safest place in the multiverse. Instead, it dropped him out of the sky and into the claws of Vespera—an eight-foot-tall, velvet-furred Matriarch of the night. To Vess, Adrian is a confused, hairless fledgling who needs to be carried, groomed, and protected from the ...

They built him to be a biological weapon. She taught him to be a sanctuary.Dr. Ann Kovan has one rule: Data is safe. Emotion is a variable.Exiled from the university and blacklisted by her peers, Ann’s career has dissolved into a humid, steel-walled nightmare: Sector 4. It’s a black-site laboratory designed to contain the uncontainable, and her new assignment is the crown jewel of their collection.Subject X-7.He is a genetic anomaly. A hybrid of human DNA and deep-sea terror. He has no legs, only a massive, translucent tail that crushes concrete. He has no voice, only a bioluminescent ...

He was a prisoner of time. She was running out of it.Charlotte Pemberton has exactly ninety days to survive Blackwood Manor. Bankrupt, evicted, and exhausted from a lifetime of playing the perfect, agreeable daughter to a hyper-critical family, the decaying Cornish estate is her absolute last refuge.But she isn’t alone.The manor is occupied by an invisible, devastatingly powerful presence that wants her gone. Weaponizing the freezing drafts and shadows of the house, the entity expects her to run. Instead, Charlotte is simply too tired to be haunted. Stripped of her need to perform, she ...

She came for data. She became the prey. Dr. Maren Reid has one chance to salvage her ruined career: prove that the "Exclusion Zone" isn't a geological disaster, but a habitat for a species the world has forgotten. She expects radiation, treacherous terrain, and silence. She doesn't expect the silk. When Maren triggers a trap in the deep woods, she is dragged into the subterranean lair of Tcklick—a creature of chitin, shadow, and terrifying intelligence. He is the Weaver, the Warden of the Labyrinth, and he has a simple rule: No one leaves. Maren tries to use logic to negotiate her release...

She came to dissect a monster. She found a soulmate. Dr. Susan Sharp deals in facts. Cold, hard, measurable data. After a career-ending scandal, she needs a win, and the rumors of an apex predator in the Yukon are her last chance at redemption. She expects to find a mindless genetic mutation. She finds a myth made flesh. Rokar is a creature of silence and snow. Standing seven feet tall with the wings of a raptor and eyes like obsidian voids, he is the lethal king of the mountain. He should be terrifying. He is terrifying. But when a catastrophic blizzard traps them together in his isolated ...

Ten years ago, he broke my heart to save my life. Now he’s back to claim the rest of me. Toran Wilder isn’t just a billionaire CEO. He is a predator in a bespoke suit. A creature of shadow and ozone who has spent a decade starving himself to keep the world safe from his hunger. But his control is finally slipping, and the only thing that can save him is a plant that doesn't exist on Earth. He has the seeds. He has the laboratory. But he needs me to make it bloom. I am Jessa Swift. I deal in sunlight and soil, not blackmail and monsters. But when Toran buys the debt on my family’s ...

He bought me to secure a contract. He didn't expect me to rewrite the terms. Toren Cross is a "vulture capitalist." He sees the world as a series of cold equations and strips companies for parts. With four billion dollars on the line for a government defense contract, he’s missing only one variable: a wife with "Old World values" to clean up his predatory image. He doesn't want a partner. He wants a prop. Juna Hale deals in ghosts. A curator of rare books, she spends her life gluing broken spines back together. But when her brother’s debt threatens to destroy her library—her only ...

He replaced forty percent of his nervous system to kill the wolf inside. But one scent just crashed the system. AELAX: I am a weapon. A warlord. A machine built of chrome and discipline. I replaced my spine, my arm, and my eye to suppress the biological rage that destroyed my unit. I live in a cold, silent cage of my own making. Safe. Controlled. Dead. Until she walked into my workshop. Oliette. The mechanic with grease on her hands and a debt she can’t pay. She thinks I’m just a broken piece of hardware to be fixed. She doesn't know that my suppression reservoir is empty. She doesn't ...

She deals in hard data. He is a variable that breaks every law of physics. Dr. Haelia Vaney knows better than to trust her gut. Ten years ago, a theory based on intuition destroyed her academic career. Now, she trusts only what she can measure. And Subject 8—a specimen in a black-site containment tank—measures as impossible. He doesn’t swim. He doesn’t eat. He watches her with eyes that burn with a violet, radioactive intelligence. When a catastrophic power surge shatters the containment glass, Haelia doesn’t find a dying animal on the wet floor. She finds a man. Rynor is a Pilot ...

Protocol said they were enemies. The storm made them roommates. The bio-monitors proved they were something much more dangerous. Commander Toria Gage does not believe in variables. She believes in orders, efficiency, and the cold hard logic of Aether Dynamics. Sent to the bottom of the world to audit a rogue research station, her mission is simple: secure the data, liquidate the liability, and get out. The liability is Dr. Mara Webb. Chaotic, brilliant, and fiercely protective of her work, Mara is everything Toria hates. She’s messy, she defies authority, and her groundbreaking research ...