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It’s 2059 and Jud Elliott—former law clerk and failed Harvard history student—is at loose ends. Having left his previous job out of boredom, he finally takes a position as a Time Courier showing tourists around medieval and ancient Byzantium. Maybe that unfinished Masters degree will come in handy after all … Jud is careful and he (mostly) plays by the rules, not wanting to get on the wrong side of the Time Patrol. But, on one trip up the line, he meets and falls in love with his great-great-multi-great grandmother and suddenly the rules don’t seem as important anymore.

With my boss out to kill me, I run, only to be abducted by robocops. They knock me out, and the next thing I know, the tiny pod I'm riding in crashes into a purple lake, and a loincloth-wearing alien with lots of muscles, tusks, and a sardonic smile rescues me. Xax takes me home to his clan and announces I’m his new mate. There goes my dream of opening a tea shop in a cute little coastal Earth town.

Maurice "Moss" Foote is down to his last hundred credits, which he needs to get his old ship back and start over. Again. But then, Moss is so familiar with rock bottom he has his mail forwarded there. Hel was born a slave, or maybe she wasn't. It's confusing, just like the compulsion that keeps her building... something. When she sees an opportunity to escape aboard a ship, she takes it, not realizing the trouble she's in for.

Such is the fate of The Last Cyborg. That's me, Alan Ashe. I didn't ask to be reborn as a cyborg. I was just built that way, and with special abilities unlike any cyborg before me. And now it's up to me to save Humanity from the evil Azincor race. Unfortunately, a consequence of my 'special' abilities is I now look like an Azincorean, all the way down to their yellow skin. Not only do I have the aliens pointing their fingers at me, saying, "He's the enemy!" I also have all of Earth's military resources out gunning for me, as well.

From boardrooms to befuddled aliens, what if the high-tech absurdities of modern life accelerated to warp speed? The stories in Neil Rackham's debut science fiction collection, Elliptical Billiard Balls, explore the worlds of business and tech - not to mention English-speaking dogs and aliens who communicate via smells - to create strange new futures.

In this slightly darker installment of The Interstellar Police Force, Prodor Moffit has dubbed himself the Surgeon. He continues with his obsession by leaving more mutilated bodies in town while also sending letters to the press and Channel Five's Action News lead crime reporter, Jacqueline Burton. Burton just happens to be working on a five-part exposé on the Surgeon, an exposé that Moffit would rather not air.

Getting home was just the beginning. To protect the Earth from Union control, the newly formed Fed needs help. Once again, Commander Martinez sets out to boldly go where no one in their right mind has any business being. Thus continues the misadventures of Sam and the crew of the Schwarzenegger fleet.

Bob and the fleet are doing their best to keep a lid on things at Earth when a desperate call for help comes in. Topper and Dingus ride off to square things away until Bob gets another call and joins the fleet. Can they handle what they've found? What's going on, way out there in Commonwealth space? Only one way to find out!

Levi and Vera are back for more snark in space with book 2 in the Blackjack Interstellar series!...

Who even needs acid when there’s muse. Check it for yourselves. It’s planet Psychedelia. Yet for the heroes it’s not all rainbows. Tasted the black past all they now see are the minor key sounds. Desperate for a push that can jump-start their life anew, characters set off on an adventure...

Only the wittiest, smarmiest, most sycophantic person in the galaxy can grift like Levi can. Levi is an interstellar con artist: all charm, no conscience. His only real love is his spaceship, Caerus—his symbol of status and freedom—which he is forced to surrender as loan collateral to the...

This is the story of Corey Fah, a writer who has hit the literary jackpot: their novel has just won the prize for the Fictionalization of Social Evils. But the actual trophy, and with it the funds, hovers peskily out of reach. Neon-beige, with UFO-like qualities, the elusive trophy leads Corey, with their partner Drew and eight-legged companion Bambi Pavok, on a spectacular quest through their childhood in the Forest and an unlikely stint on reality TV. Navigating those twin horrors, along with wormholes and time loops, Corey learns—the hard way—the difference between a prize and a gift.

The fleet manages to catch the Squirrel responsible for the horrible things they've seen recently. That should be a good thing, shouldn't it? Turns out it's only the beginning of their troubles, as their journey to collect a bounty on him turns into an adventure. Follow along as Bob and the fleet get the best of the situation.

Disgraced pilot Johnson and Sammie, a Terwillian, are drunk in the Orbit, an asteroid belt mining bar, watching the exotic calabash dancers. Johnson is bonkers for one dancer, the beautiful Alashoa (Eyes like dark limpid pools.. You can imagine… ). But Alashoa mysteriously disappears! Desperate to find her, Johnson joins Sammie aboard his ship, the Lily Langtree to search for her. Soon the Lily is in trouble. Sammie is forced to call Mabel at Acme Deep Space Towing for a tow.

Adam Cain is getting too old for this shit. Sure, he only looks to be around thirty, but this is his second lifetime, and he's getting a little tired of always having to kick alien ass. Besides that, he's got piles of energy credits, so he doesn't have to keep risking his life for the money. But then again, he is The Human for Hire, the best of the best, and everyone knows it.

Skid doesn't believe in ghosts or time travel or any of that nonsense. A circus runaway-turned-bouncer, she believes in hard work, self-defense, and good strong coffee. Then one day an annoying theoretical physicist named Dave pops into the seat next to her at her least favorite Kansas City bar and disappears into thin air when she punches him (he totally deserved it). Now, street names are changing, Skid's favorite muffins are swapping frosting flavors, Dave keeps reappearing in odd places like the old Sanderson murder house—and that's only the start of her problems.

When a reality-crushing anomaly called the Cosmic Squeeze begins collapsing digital and physical worlds into a single point, the lines between player and code shatter. Cassidy Delgado, sharp-tongued commander of the USS Rammedass, finds herself dragged into a cosmic contest where game admins conspire, Al fleets wage holy war, and sentient code hungers for more than just data. What started as interstellar chaos becomes a battle for the fate of existence itself.

Ah, space: the Black, the Undiscovered Territories, the Final Frontier. A place where humans ventured long ago, exploring, exploiting, and eventually running into something that almost annihilated them. Nobody knows what happened during the Splintering, if it was aliens or just a disagreement between humans that got out of hand, but what is known is that within the span of a few weeks all of the extra-solar colonies had gone dark, and human civilization was reduced to a handful of settlements scattered throughout the System.

Tony believes the aliens are coming back, Michael is looking for crime as Spider-Man while dealing with Ricky the racoon, Adain meets Mia and Brittny has home school hijinks. What most people think is a odd occurrence is just Tuesday for the citizens of Shenanigansville.

Lucía trabaja como mecánica en un carguero espacial, dando las mismas rondas día tras día. Entre bromas pesadas de compañeros, herramientas "para zurdos" inexistentes y motores que parecen tener vida propia, pensaba que ya había visto de todo.