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Wraiths are escaping hell. Isn't that dandy? A mysterious clan of warlocks is behind it. Wraiths are the demented spirits of dead vampires. Why would anyone draw them out of vampire hell? These ghosts don't just go bump in the night. They aren't out for blood either. They're sucking souls.

I'm not just fighting for myself. I'm fighting for my family. Mother Shipton has taken my sister, Loralei. Elemental vampires are terrorizing the city. How can you kill vampires who can't be staked? Every time I take one down, it returns to the river and reemerges the following night. I need to find Nimue. She's a fairy who alone holds the power that might allow me to free Loralei. Without her, I won't stand a chance against Shipton and the Elemental Vampires. But how does one find a fairy who doesn't want to be found? Will she even help me if I do?

Welcome to the Vilokan Asylum of the Magically and Mentally Deranged. I'm Doctor Cain. I'll be supervising your treatment plan. Yes, before you ask, I am that Cain. I've come a long way since I became the world's first murderer.

The enemy has learned how to replicate in the nanoverse. His plan remains the same; to usher in the next chapter of human evolution and to convert all of humanity into a digital species, inhabiting a digital world. The government has fallen. The resistance is in turmoil. If I'm going to save humanity I have no choice but to destroy the nanoverse.

I'm losing myself in the nanoverse...am I even human anymore? So many connections...so many people...but where am I? The enemy is still out there, somewhere in the nanoverse, trying to absorb humanity into his new digital world. Whole worlds after the design of any host who has been assimilated into the nanoverse, constructed from the memories of those who have been integrated. There is an appeal to it all...do I even want to destroy it anymore? Have I been fighting on the wrong side of this war from the start?

Dead folk are poppin' up like a whack-a-mole. It's my fault. Sort of. Who would have thought that helping a friend bring back a few folks he'd accidentally murdered could mean the end of the world? Here's what happened . . . when I raised a few folk, the veil between life and death was torn. Not a big deal. I mean, death sucks, you know? But the dead aren't coming back right. They're on a murderous rampage. And come to find out, there's an ancient god who wants to see it through . . .

A strange woman has risen from the lake. There's something familiar about her. Is she a friend, or a foe? How the hell did she end up in the Lake of the Ozarks, anyway? There's a dark warlock on the loose. The Grand Coven has shown up to stop him. Among them, the witches who killed my parents. Is there a connection between the Grand Coven, my parent's death, and this strange lady of the lake?