Kategoria BISAC: Fiction >> Science Fiction - Hard Science Fiction

Following the harrowing events of the Errand of Vengeance trilogy, tensions between the Federation and the Klingon Empire are the highest they've been since the Battle of Donatu V twenty-five years earlier. Even as Federation Ambassador Robert Fox engages in tense negotiations with the Klingon ambassador to maintain the peace, Captain James T. Kirk of the Starship Enterprise(TM) sees his vessel refit from a ship of exploration into a ship of war. The coming conflict will take its toll on many personal lives as well...

Leslie Parrish: The...

Two hundred years after migrating into space, mankind is in turmoil. When a reluctant ship's captain and washed-up detective find themselves involved in the case of a missing girl, what they discover brings our solar system to the brink of civil war, and exposes...

There have been nineteen years of blood. The ruthless Grand Duke Orso is locked in a vicious struggle with the squabbling League of Eight, and between them they have bled the land white. While armies march, heads roll and cities burn, and behind the scenes bankers, priests and older, darker powers play a deadly game to choose who will be king.

War may be hell but for Monza Murcatto, the Snake of Talins, the most feared and famous mercenary in Duke Orso's employ, it's a damn good way of making money too. Her victories have made her...

Judith McKenna wants what every woman wants-a home, a family, and a husband she loves. But ever since her father disappeared ten years ago, this six-foot-three-inch redhead with a crack athlete's body, an aptitude for mathematics, and an independent streak a mile wide, has not had much luck with men. But her destiny is about to change as she embarks on a sexually charged six-month journey of self-discovery.

It is spring break of her senior year in college, and Judith is in Miami to spend another dreary week on her stepfather's yacht when she suddenly finds herself stranded on the side...

Judith McKenna wants what every woman wants-a home, a family, and a husband she loves. But ever since her father disappeared ten years ago, this six-foot-three-inch redhead with a crack athlete's body, an aptitude for mathematics, and an independent streak a mile wide, has not had much luck with men. But her destiny is about to change as she embarks on a sexually charged six-month journey of self-discovery.

It is spring break of her senior year in college, and Judith is in Miami to spend another dreary week on her stepfather's yacht when she suddenly finds herself stranded on the side...

When Paul Blake sits across from John Wallace-a complete stranger to him-at the coffeehouse where Paul spends many of his solitary evenings, he has no idea that meeting John will transform his life.

Over coffee, they discuss Paul's work interviewing prisoners and writing reports concerning their mental statuses, as well as John's science fiction magazine. Eventually their conversation leads to talk of wormholes and intelligent life in alternate universes, about which John seems to have exceptional knowledge. When John asks Paul if he would be interested in becoming a genuine hero, Paul...

When Paul Blake sits across from John Wallace-a complete stranger to him-at the coffeehouse where Paul spends many of his solitary evenings, he has no idea that meeting John will transform his life.

Over coffee, they discuss Paul's work interviewing prisoners and writing reports concerning their mental statuses, as well as John's science fiction magazine. Eventually their conversation leads to talk of wormholes and intelligent life in alternate universes, about which John seems to have exceptional knowledge. When John asks Paul if he would be interested in becoming a genuine hero, Paul...

He began by breaking things that morning. He broke the glass of water on his night stand. He knocked it crazily against the opposite wall and shattered it. Yet it shattered slowly. This would have surprised him if he had been fully awake, for he had only reached out sleepily for it. Nor had he wakened regularly to his alarm; he had wakened to a weird, slow, low booming, yet the clock said six, time for the alarm. And the low boom, when it came again, seemed to come from the clock. He reached out and touched it gently, but it floated off the stand at his touch and bounced around slowly on...