Chinese New Year is an incredibly misunderstood holiday. Legend has it that there is a demon that wakes every year seeking human flesh, and it can only be frightened away by bright red color and loud noises. Thus, the Chinese hang red paper on all their window and doors, and set off fire crackers each year. The legend is only partially true. The demon is real. But it seeks only Asian flesh. This time one is roaming China Town in New York City, looking for Chinese folk to kill and eat. And those that do not follow the New Year's traditions, the modern unbelievers of magic and monsters, are easy prey. It is up to Bai Nian Chen to prepare Gulinger Private Academy before it finds a way in. And if it does somehow get in, are the kids at Gulinger High up to the challenge?

Almost no one goes to Gulinger High because he wants to. Most want to escape as soon as they arrive. But what happens when one does escape? Keenan Goodrich is about to find out. When he sees for himself the kind of freaky people that inhabit Gulinger Private Academy Keenan thinks facing the Mob is better than facing werewolves, half-elves, vampire bitten people, and the cursed. And he gets help from an unlikely source. Well... no. Actually, not unlikely at all. After all Tom Brown isn't called Trouble for nothing. All Keenan has to do is promise to pick up Chinese food 'on his way back.' Like Keenan plans on returning...

Valentines Day is fraught with dangers. A mysterious gifter is sending Selena Davenport amazing tokens of his love--and it is up to Tom Brown to.... uh... save her by sabotage. Meanwhile a bewitched perfume entraps the vampire-bitten Troy, leaving others alone yet rendering him helpless. His friends must combine to figure out what's wrong and undo the magic before it is too late. After all, who uses magic that only affects people with a vampire bite? Vampires.

Tom Brown is usually guilty. His nickname is Trouble. He steals his roommate's wallet and cell phone all the time. He often trashes the school office and floods the school bathrooms. And if there is a prank to be played, he will do it. So it is only natural for the half-imp to be identified as the culprit of any and every minor crime committed in a 30 mile radius. Yet when the police come around to claim Tom for burglary in the area near China Town where Gulinger Private Academy has relocated, Tom is adamant that he is not guilty. Can they believe him? Or is he doomed to be forever guilty?

Most legends about vampires are wrong. They are not eternally beautiful. They are not super strong. And those bitten by vampires do not become vampires, no matter how many bites they make. A vampire bite is an eternal source of leaking blood. And Troy Meecham is one of the unfortunate bitten. Whenever a vampire is near, his wound opens up, beckoning to those blood suckers to take a sip--and there is nothing he can do about it. But his friends hatch a plan to stop this vampire from even getting close. After all, there's a lot the ghoulies from Gulinger High can do that a vampire can't.

For a boy who sees the deaths of everyone around him, it is almost impossible to keep friends. So when Carlos Mendez comes to Gulinger High, facing people who are cursed and hunted by the Mafia, he wishes had never been born. And who can blame him. Almost all of his classmates are doomed to die tragic deaths, right? That's what Carlos thinks until he meets Tom Brown and the gang. After all, those connected to Howard Richard Deacon III are in for an interesting future...one that can even defy death--or throw them in the middle of it.

In the last surviving human city, an ex-spy gets sucked into a dangerous quest that will take him beyond the city walls when a winged man turns up dead in his morgue in this innovative and original dystopian space adventure. Spearpoint, the last human city, is an enormous atmosphere-piercing spire. Clinging to its skin are the zones, a series of semi-autonomous city-states, each of which enjoys a different—and rigidly enforced—level of technology. Following an infiltration mission that went tragically wrong, Quillon has been living incognito, working as a pathologist in the district morgue. But when a near-dead angel drops onto his dissecting table, Quillon's world is wrenched apart one more time, for the angel is a winged posthuman from Spearpoint's Celestial Levels—and with the dying body comes bad news. If Quillon is to save his life, he must leave his home and journey into the cold and hostile lands beyond Spearpoint's base, starting an exile that will take him further than he could ever imagine. But there is far more at stake than just Quillon's own survival, for the limiting technologies of the zones are determined not by governments or police, but by the very nature of reality—and reality itself is showing worrying signs of instability . . .