He drives a specially modified Snow Cat, shuttling roughnecks to the wildest gas fields on Earth, which are situated along a frozen peninsula in the far northern wastes of Siberia. For decades, he has simultaneously battled the elements and violent bandits, but he must now confront the most difficult test of his life. After a global catastrophe, he is perhaps one of the last men left alive, but he survives with the hope that somehow his young daughter is waiting for him on the far side of the globe. It's the end of the world, but it's not the end of -Lucky Thirteen- or its tenacious driver....

In a dystopian future, human populations have ballooned to seventy billion. The world is packed to capacity with complacent human beings, and only strict adherence to crushing routine maintains order. Nevertheless, the planet's prisons swell with rebels and reprobates. To maintain the peace and ease congestion, the International League of Diamond Ballers formed and then passed their game's Rule Number One - condemned criminals can earn their freedom by competing in the One True Game, a lethal five-day spectacle televised around the world to its teeming inhabitants. After his father's...

The ZuZu is a futuristic time clipper, a spacecraft capable of zapping backward and forward in time. As it embarks on its latest combat mission, one of the crew smuggles a forbidden keepsake onboard. This is a rose-shaped medallion given to him by his youngest daughter. After a spectacular military victory, he finds the petals missing, along with the entire population of his home world. Can he alter space and time to return his family to the present as he remembers it? The smallest things count in large amounts, given sufficient time. Worry for the smallest details, for these trifles...

Tired of the endless lies of youth and the unfulfilled promises of adulthood, one man decides to put reality to the ultimate test. Standing in line at a bank to make a final withdrawal with a handgun in his pocket, he remains unconcerned when a gang of criminals burst into the lobby. After all, they still believe in the lies he has long since abandoned, and he is of the violent kind. He's bound to snap, the violent kind. Sometimes goodness spoils the bad.

Humankind totters on the brink of extinction. Soon, Earth will be dominated by a superior race come from the stars on an errand of bloody conquest. Our greatest hope lies within the ranks of an elite cadre of anonymous combatants called Ghost Warriors. He is of that number. All but mortally wounded, he has crawled into a hidden hole to heal. When he rises again, alien blood will flow The last survivor. And he's pissed

When the constraints of the mission make it impossible to use electronics or cameras, they send him. Like the endless reel of a forever camera, his mind records the faces that pass before his vision, all set indelibly into the tissues of his brain. He has a photographic memory, after all. It is his greatest skill. It is his devilish curse. This spy has no need to keep a secret camera. His memory is photographic. Yet, everyone needs to forget from time to time.

In the distant future of humankind, an unscrupulous government has embarked on a pogrom of colonization, sending one moon-sized transport after another careening into the cosmic gulf, each utterly dependent upon the one gone before. These hapless voyagers are the first in the line and tragedy has befallen them. How far will they go to save their lives and the countless lives that will soon follow them across the merciless void? They're a long way from home, and their starship must rise from the ashes of a terrible conflagration. He must lead them from beyond the threshold of a fiery grave.

He's the most prolific sniper in a long, deadly war. In fact, he's successful to the point that his own comrades have learned to shun him. Not even this form of isolation can prevent him from compiling a frightful tally of numbers, a tally of the slain. It's his job. He's good at it. Too damned good.

On the verge of a bloody and catastrophic defeat, a lone surviving robot tech risks life and limb to maneuver to the frontlines and activate an army of machines. Though these metallic monsters have failed in the past, this time their success would be utter and complete. Too complete, perhaps. These machines are harbingers of global apocalypse and genocide. Be careful what you wish for, because not all is fair in love and war.

Somebody has to do it, and his mind is sufficiently perverse to qualify for the job. It's the age-old conundrum of time travel. It's the ultimate experiment. He packs a handgun before he steps into the time machine. What happens when a young man travels into the past to kill his own parents? Hello mother. Hello father. Good-bye, Thaddeus.