It's a lot easier to be ruthless when you're heartless. . . The truth is not what you were led to believe. Alice never left Wonderland. It wasn't all "just a dream." It's a nightmare. A nightmare she can't escape, where formerly pleasant characters throw her unhappy unbirthday parties to torment her, while others like to make her cry so they can lick her tears. But one day after years of this unpleasantness, she loses her heart. Literally. Well, technically someone steals it. And she has to get it back. By any means necessary. And it's a lot easier to be ruthless now that she's heartless. She...

Either love her or die. . . Alice has regained her heart and it's thumping in her chest. But she must not kill again, for with each additional murder, her heart grows blacker, her thoughts, once sweet and innocent, grow more vengeful and cruel, and her tears, once magical, grow more poisonous. She wants to set things right and reincarnate Humpty Dumpty and the Caterpillar and the Tweedle twins. But she seems to have a bad habit of killing that she can't seem to break. She doesn't want to kill them all over again, but sometimes these Wonderland idiots are really asking for it, don't you think?...

In the final installment of the trilogy, the girls find themselves trapped in a twisted life-sized board game where they confront an automaton, a combat mech, a Russian roulette tea party, even an electro-stimulated jabberwock head. Alice wins the Vorpal Fist, a weapon whose special power is to rip out the hearts of those who love the person wearing it. Malice struggles to become a kinder person and limit the number of characters she kills. Who will win? And will Alice finally become a stealer of hearts and turn the tables on everyone?

Emilie is a supermodel battling with a bad childhood and alcoholism. When a handsome billionaire offers to photograph her, she has no idea her life will soon be in danger. Too late, she discovers that the girls he photographs are becoming suicidal. The billionaire decorates his walls with paintings of a scarred woman who was gorgeous before she was cut. Emilie realizes she must find out who that woman was if she ever hopes to survive. And she must figure out who the mysterious little girl was who visited her, the little girl with the scar on the side of her face. . . .

Would you sell your soul for Glam Metal? Motley Huerd did. This bare-all autobiography follows their journey from Doo-wop band Moxie Scamps to their discovery of Glam Metal and their rise to fame, with all the debauchery and groupies that came with it. Warning: contains hard candy use, foul language, pony nudity and rough cuddling. By the author of SinEaster."

A pony plagued by her past. Dust wants to become better girlfriend material so Machoponi will take her back. So she decides to go on a vision quest on Halloween, led by a rat spirit guide in a Nerf cactus costume. She eats some cactus and begins to hallucinate. Her journey is about to begin, but where will it take her? It's like she is dust on the wind, or something. Warning: contains foul language, sexual situations, drug use and pony lesbianism.

Mortimer is an octopony-half octopus, half pony-who laughs at all the wrong times. But he wasn't laughing the day a gang of waterskiing squirrels kidnapped his girlfriend. He's a joker, not a fighter, but it turns out the Nazi ponies have discovered an alien spacecraft buried in ice. And so Morty ends up having to travel to the Arctic to foil a nefarious plot to unleash an alien supersoldier into Poniworld. Along the way, he meets a mermaid he helps release from the clutches of a bearded clam. He also meets Santa Claus and teams up with the reindeer for a mission to infiltrate the Arctic...

In this raunchy comedy 18-year-old Charlee struggles to save XXXmas from having its X's lessened by the Grump. She faces pervy challenges in order to add an X at the end of each level. Can XXXmas be saved? Can Charlee be pervy enough? You're about to find out. Warning: Contains content that may be offensive to some readers. Reader discretion is advised.