A rain cloud has slipped its cage at a travelling magic market. Find it before the whole market folds away at sunset, and find out who let it go.

Port Calloway, 1947. A broke detective, a client who lies beautifully, a body under Pier 9, and a city where everyone has a price.

A mountain shelter, 143 survivors, a failing turbine and a Board that may lie. Thirty-one strangers knock at the door. Who eats, who comes in, who decides?

A crew from the drowned Stacks, a vault under a corporate tower, one night to steal what is inside. The plan is perfect. That's the problem.

A mining station that went dark nine years ago has started calling for help. Your salvage crew is the only ship close enough to answer.

A drowned city rises from the bay for one hour at each low tide, reliving its last day. In nine days comes the hour of the flood. Who holds the key?

A crew on the edge of mutiny, a pirate's map cut in three, and three rival ports that each hold a piece. Keep your ship, find the hoard, choose your flag.

Snowed into a cosy mountain inn, you're treated like family by a town that is far too kind. Something in the woods is owed a guest — and you signed the book.

In a fog-drowned harbour city, someone is stealing the soul-lanterns that keep the hungry mist at bay. Every dark lamp lets the fog climb one street higher.

Three days of desert in the last coach of a dying line. One passenger has a secret; a gang follows and keeps coming back. Count your water and your bullets.

One night, one palace, three hundred masks. At midnight the candles go out and the court's master of secrets dies. Name his killer before first light.

A ruined barony has grain for one last winter. Its lords want a tithe, its veterans want land, and something beneath the fields is taking possession.