Space Science Fiction

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.

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

Zen'zat are now hunted across the galaxy due to the death mark placed upon them by the Zak'de'ron...but it doesn't just apply to the elite warriors. It is also laid upon the Ter'nat colonies that spawned them, and the V'kit'no'sat have little resources...or the will left to defend them.

The Age of Superweapons has begun....

Captain Nathan Scott must decide whether to stand and fight to the end, or live to fight another day - even if it means the end of his world.

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.

Galaktyka jest skazana na zagładę. Ludzie są zbyt uparci, żeby dać za wygraną, jednak Skippy zna straszliwą prawdę. Tej walki nie może wygrać. Pozostaje mu żywić nadzieję, że zdoła zachować choć nikłe wspomnienia o cywilizacjach zamieszkujących Drogę Mleczną. Chyba że Joe Bishop i Wesoła Banda Piratów raz jeszcze dokonają niemożliwego.

Private first-class Wayson Harris was raised in a U.A. orphanage among thousands of clones born and bred as the ultimate soldiers. But Harris isn't like the other Marines: He has a mind of his own. He figures he's paying for that independent streak when his first assignment out of boot camp is the smallest Marine outpost in the whole U.A. When a rogue general surfaces, the remote desert world Harris thought was a dead-end posting becomes anything but. Fighting off the general's raid gains Harris a promotion. But it also brings him to the attention of some unfriendly U.A. leaders.

As METAtropolis: Green Space moves into the 22nd Century, human social evolution is heading in new directions after the Green Crash and the subsequent Green Renaissance. Nearly everyone who cares to participate in the wired world has become part of the "Internet of things", a virtual environment mapped across all aspects of the natural experience. At the same time, the serious back-to-the-land types have embraced a full-on paleo lifestyle, including genetically engineering themselves and their offspring.

When Earth's colonies go silent, Legion Varus drops onto Kepler-62 expecting a routine investigation. Instead, they find something far worse than death. The colonists aren't dead—they're changed. A new kind of enemy has arrived in Province 921, microscopic invaders that transform humans into perfectly coordinated killing machines. These "Demon" parasites don't just control minds; they improve them, creating an army that works with terrifying efficiency.

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.

Decades after the last footprints were left on the Moon, the US was preparing to return to the Lunar surface in a new class of rockets, when the mission suddenly became much more urgent. It would have to be a rescue mission. Unbeknownst to the rest of the world China had sent its own Lunar expedition. A manned expedition. Until a distress call was received, no human outside of China even knew that the mission was manned - or that their ship had crash-landed and couldn't take off again.

The gods are dead, but they are not gone. Their bodies litter the cosmos, magical fuel for vast interstellar empires, giving birth to mages, and more importantly, to magitech.

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.

Star Force is beyond frustrated by the continuing Vargemma attacks, but until a trailblazer or other Essence wielder can find a way to reach the Paladin, the portals will remained closed to the outside and the enemy will continue to be able to strike the empire with impunity.

The Paladin are able to bypass the Sphere's barrier shield by being grown inside from genetic material, expanding into an invasion army that leads to a confrontation with the Vargemma...and much, much more.

The bargain with the dragons for their Uriti is not as straightforward as expected.

The ever-growing peace and order in the galaxy has nearly run its course as a new series of events begin to take shape. Buckle your seat belt, Dorothy, because Kansas is going bye bye....