Space Science Fiction

Belisarius Cawl, Archmagos Dominus of the Adeptus Mechanicus, is the most brilliant mind alive. For 10,000 years he has furthered the cause of mankind, working under the aegis of the Emperor and Lord Commander Roboute Guilliman to prevent the inexorable march of the alien and the traitor. Many call him heretic, but all must recognise the magnitude of his achievements, for who else but he was entrusted to create a new generation of Space Marines?

Star Force has existed for 156,000 years, risen beyond a galactic empire of dinosaurs intent on wiping out humanity only to face an intergalactic scourge known as the Hadarak. They've rescued thousands of alien races and incorporated them into their human-led empire, building a civilization that draws onlookers from numerous galaxies to try and figure out the secret of their success.

The galaxy is a massively large and complex place, but the most critical points in it are in the Core and known as the "Gateways", for they are the gravitational anchors that allow for intergalactic travel and are located in the densest region of the galaxy where the monster-like Megaloids exist en mass.

After the Neofan's breach of their agreement with Star Force, Director Davis must deal with the situation...Sound interesting? The author thinks so too! Listen to Blue Blades and experience the compelling world of science fiction.

Does Star Force have enough races in it yet? No...not even close.

Imperial commissar Ciaphas Cain returns to Nusquam Fundumentibus to crush the ork attacks which have been plaguing the frozen planet. But when his ship crashes into the wastelands outside the capital it disturbs a far greater enemy, one which has lain dormant under the permafrost since long before the Imperium came to this world and could now threaten the whole sector.

Chip Connolly was a conscripted grunt in trouble. Here he was, stuck behind enemy lines with a bunch of cyber-uplifted rats and bats. Rats with human speech, but with rat values. Rats that knew what was worth fighting for: sex, food, and strong drink. True, they were holed up on a ruined wine-farm with enough brandy to swim in. Trouble was, there wasn't much food. And with shrew-metabolism the rats had to eat. He was next on the menu. The bats were no help: they were crazy revolutionaries planning to throw off the yoke of human enslavement with high explosive.

Max is a cheery xeno-archeologist from Earth, stranded and trying to find a way home. Lahra is a stern warrior of a nearly extinct race, searching for her people's heir. Wheel is the couple's cybernetic pilot, running from her past and toward an unknown future. On Wheel's ship the Kettle, the trio traverses the galaxy, dodging Imperial patrols and searching ancient temples and ruins for anything they can sell. Back on the Wreck, their home and base of operations, they're deeply in debt to the drifting city's most powerful gangster, and she wants her money back.

When your starship's computer undergoes a catastrophic meltdown, light years from help, it's bad. When you are that ship's computer, it's worse. Fresh from the destruction of the colony they were assigned to protect, the UES Interchange is now hurtling toward Proxima Centauri, there to rally reinforcements against the tide of revolutionary rage currently rocking the galaxy. But when they arrive, they find the heart of galactic civilization eerily quiet...and empty. At the same time, Sergeant Henry Morgan, the ship's computer, is utterly unresponsive.

The Earth lies in ruins in the aftermath of an extraterrestrial invasion, the land devastated by a desperate war with no winners between mankind and a race of vicious, intelligent creatures. The seas are drying up while the atmosphere corrodes and slowly cooks any life remaining on the now desolate rock. Food is scarce, trust even more so, and the only people left alive all have done horrific things to stay that way.

Véra vit dans la galaxie d'Andromède, située à des centaines d'années-lumière de la Voie Lactée, et donc de la Terre ! Là-bas, beaucoup de choses sont différentes, à commencer par les habitants aux noms bizarres : les Euphémériens, les Magniox, les Irisiens et les Cortéxiens. La petite extra-terrestre au caractère bien trempé passe des journées fantacosmiques avec ses copains d'école et son robot-chat B54 ! Véra doit s'occuper d'un adorable "bubule". Ça ne doit pas être très différent d'un robot ! La petite extra-terrestre n'est pas au bout de ses surprises.

When the Hadarak took over a world, they killed everything they came across in the way of animal life. Sometimes smaller rodents would escape the purge if the Hadarak did not have their tinier forms in production that could actually catch and kill them, but in general, once a planet was fully "consumed", there would be no lifeforms on it except Hadarak.

Project Furya begins. Sound interesting? The author thinks so too! Listen to Star Force and experience the compelling world of genetic engineering and space exploration science fiction.

The universe is not predictable, no matter how much experience you gain. You may delude yourself into thinking so...until the universe educates you otherwise in dramatic fashion.

Paul-024 is back and ready to let the other trailblazers in on the journey they are all beginning...if they can keep from blacking out long enough for him to explain it all.

Paul and Cal-com set off on their journey while the war against the Hadarak rages on.

With the Grand Border complete and holding and the deal with the Neofan long-since struck and mutually beneficial, a new shift is about to occur in the galactic powerbase.

With the long-anticipated arrival of the founders in the Temples, Star Force's future will change drastically, one way or another. The time of anonymity is ended. Extra-galactic contact has finally arrived.

Even in the middle of a never-ending war, new captains have to be minted, and the quality of your coming reinforcements will determine the outcome of future battles.

Just when you think you've got all your problems in front of you, trouble comes knocking at the back door...galactic style.