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I became a trucker to bring some travel and adventure into my days, but I never expected my classic rig would change my life so entirely. Then old Spitfire drove us through a mysterious portal to a cutthroat and perilous world. Here, women warriors are owned by backers and pitted against one another in high-stakes arenas, and they’re not just fighting for glory. They’re fighting for lots and lots of riches. The only way to get my hands on my fair share is to duel a backer, kill him, and gain all his women warriors and possessions.

On January 1st, 2020, the comet hit, and a good chunk of the people on Earth died or turned into mutants. But some people gained powerful magical abilities. You would think that the fall of humankind would usher in a time of peace and happiness for the survivors, but since powerful people tend to be assholes, life got worse, and these mages enslaved those who couldn’t protect themselves. I have magic too, but not just any magic. I can summon guns, and nothing kills asshole mages better than a bullet through the brain.

After my parents were murdered, I thought the most difficult things in my near future were to find their killer and take over my father’s gang. Well, I found the killer, but then the FBI had to get in the way. While running from the feds, I ended up falling through this portal and into another world with crazy creatures, monster-people, and magic. But there are things I’m familiar with. Like corruption. Like organized crime. Like beautiful women. And I think I could do pretty well for myself in this new world.

Milton was your average delivery driver until he had a run in with a dying fairy who imbued him with all his magical power. Now Milton can literally tear the blood out of his enemies with a gesture of his hand, every women he meets is attracted to his magical charm, and the powerful Fae Guild wants to pay him a bunch of money to fight evil.

Eight years ago, we had our first extraterrestrial visitors. But they did not come in peace. Instead, they released a virus that transformed most of Earth’s population into undead monsters, and few who survived the initial onslaught were prepared for the chaos that followed. Somehow I survived the end of the world, and since then, I’ve just been trying to make it to each sunrise. But then my sister went missing. Last I heard, she was in a compound several states away. Most would see the journey as a suicide mission, but she’s the last family I have, and I’m going to find her.

My name is Jake. At least, I think it is. That’s what the note in my pocket said when I woke up in this jungle, but it said a bit more than that. It gave me two assignments: Survive the monsters and breed with as many women as possible. The future of the human race depends on you. The beautiful women I’ve found in this jungle are just as lost, and they had their own note that told them to breed with the strongest man they could find. They seem to trust me enough to team up in figuring out what the hell is going on, but we’re finding more alarming mysteries everywhere we explore in this jungle.

Space babes who kick five times the tremendous behind. It's in here. Action that would make Michael Bay splooge himself. It's in here. A main character who spouts more one-liners than Ryan Reynolds on PCP. It's in here. There is so much tremendous stuff in here that I decided to let Marc Havak take center stage.

My fellow Americans, we are here for one reason: the fact that I picked Marc Havak to represent us in the crucible of carnage. Now, before we talk about how fantastic I am at making world leader decisions, let’s talk about how great this sequel is. I've read many sequels, and all were bad. Very very bad. But this one? It's the best. And not just because I'm in it. No. Well, yes. I’m in it, and I always do a fantastic job with everything.

The Great West stretched on endlessly, and it was filled with pioneer mining towns, magic, and opportunity. But it was also filled with brigands, monsters, and the unknown. Fortunately, I was around to protect people. For a price, that is.

When aliens came to Earth and said they needed a winner, well, I was busy running America. Fantastically. So, the next best winner was Marc Havak. Through two books he's been funny, handsome, and beaten odds that would have made ordinary men cry like losers. This third book though, I'm telling you, this book is amazing. More of everything you love. Edge-of-your-seat alien battles on fantastic worlds? Win. Smoking hot alien babes who are total 10s? Win. Enough heart and guts from the main character to fill one of my incredible hotels? Win.

The arsenal of guns that I can summon has grown along with the number of my allies, and we have managed to outrun the pursuing mages for the time being. Unfortunately, to get away from them we had to go places they won’t: mutant infested wilderness, forgotten towns filled with strange religious cults, and even more dangerous locales. So we still have plenty of problems, but as I’m learning, there aren’t many problems that can survive a bullet to the head.

We escaped from New York City, but the mages are still hot on our heels. We’re heading west, to see a man about a gun. Actually, a lot of guns. Any gun I touch I can summon back, so I need to grow my arsenal to have a chance to fend off our pursuers and make it to the west coast. Unfortunately, we’ll have to traverse miles mutant-infested wilderness to get to our contact, and even if we make it through the mutant lands, the mages could easily be waiting for us on the other side. I’m definitely gonna need a lot of guns.

Milton may have once been a mild-mannered delivery driver, but now, he is one of the top agents in a magical fae guild with blood magic at his very fingertips and a team of gorgeous, badass faerie women around him. Everything is looking perfect, until a new crime wave starts in Jefferson City. Some evil bastards have started to kidnap innocent baby magical creatures. That's bad, but these creatures could be powerful enough to take down the city and the Seelie Court, so that’s even worse.

The die have been cast, and now the fate of both the Fae and the human race rest in Milton’s hands. Milton is the Racmoth, a hero destined in Fae lore to defeat the forces of evil. It’s a lot for him to wrap his head around, but thankfully he has his band of beautiful, badass women to help him along the way. Together, Milton and his team must use their powers to battle an ancient wizard, an undead army, and scores of monsters from the nether realm. And to think, a month ago he had just been a delivery driver.

Vander is the chosen one. Raised in a hidden monastery to be the perfect warrior mage and given a magical sword to avenge his people. His magic allows him to control multiple bodies, so he fights not as one man, but as many. Soon, he will conquer this dark world, and all shall know him as their god.

Cooking has always been my passion, but at forty-nine years old, I’ve come to terms with the fact that not everyone can appreciate a truly magnificent dish. Until I walked straight into the magical world of Innothlig. Here, the gods are worshiped through food, and only the most talented chefs can hold their own at the prestigious and highly competitive cooking academies. I don’t know how I ended up in this world, or how I’m suddenly back in my twenty-five-year-old body.

Welcome to the Trojan Round Table—where nine friends turn the most trivial topics into full-blown, passionate debate.Each week, we each rank our top ten takes—from food and movies to sports, zoo animals, and everything in between.Then we seed those rankings into a bracket… and vote. Round by round, argument by argument, until only one topic is left standing.No experts. No safe opinions. Just strong takes, bad logic, and friendships hanging by a thread.This is the Trojan Round Table. Let the debate begin.

Jacob and Logan are redefining wrestling Podcasts! Are you tired of the same Wrestling podcasts that are more radio, or just interviewing wrestlers? Those are great, but it is time for something different! Here at TMWCP, we want to merge a comedy podcast, and a wrestling podcast in to one! Pro Wrestling is goofy, and should not constantly be taken seriously. If you want to talk about wrestling, but have fun and a good laugh while doing so, this is the place!

Bodyguarding two beautiful twins on their journey to a poker tournament wasn’t my normal type of work as a wandering Sellsword, but the pay is good and the ladies weren’t hard on the eyes. But as I quickly learned, there was more than meets the eye to these twins, and trouble follows them everywhere. What should be a simple excursion is very likely to end in a blood bath, and it would take all my skills to make sure none of it was mine.

Doug has a normal, quiet life: he has a decent job, eats a lot of tacos, and plays video games with his best bud Ray. But it all goes out of control when Ray brings over a chemical he stole from his job, with the ability to turn animals into amazing human-animal hybrids and people into super soldiers.