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Buck and Garth try to retain their humanity as they fight for their lives. How many others can they help? Should they even try? No one knows what's going on except a handful of people and even they aren't sure what happened, but most importantly, how do they stop it? The survivors are rushing to Colorado in an epic race. Time is working against them in more ways than one.

Humanity's greatest export - Justice. Space is a dangerous place, even for the wary, especially for the unprepared. The aliens have no idea. Here comes the Bad Company. Colonel Terry Henry Walton takes his warriors into battle, for a price, in this first installment of The Bad Company. He believes in the moral high ground and is happy getting paid for his role in securing it.

When Xi Bao and her crew of ragtag former prisoners take on an underground enemy, they find numbers far greater than they expected - forcing them to fight for their lives.

Problems arise and too often, those problems are scumbags, oxygen thieves, and people who don’t deserve to share the same planet with decent folk. Ian Bragg provides solutions, resolving issues for people who can afford to pay his price. When Ian starts to lose his edge, he meets the woman with the sparkling green eyes who changes everything.

Ian and Jenny Bragg are contracted by the highest levels of the government. They can share none of the secrets they learn. They have to do the job alone. The contracted value is enough that they'll never have to work again, but that's not Ian's plan. Ian and Jenny are taking care of a small army of employees. From The Club to their independent operators.

A serial killer the likes of whom hasn't been seen in centuries. A pretender who has outdone the master. Fifty planets. The dead are screaming for vengeance and only Rivka and her team can hear their cries. The Singularity. The Magistrate and her crew. How many more must die before the killer can be brought to justice? The battle of wits has begun, and only one can survive. Win or die trying. Rivka has to dig deeper than ever before into her investigative skills to figure out who's next and how to stop the one masquerading as . . . Jack the Ripper.

A crime against all—stealing one's life blood. It prolongs life! It gives strength and power. Such exotic luxuries come at a high price. Those who have been drained? "Donors" but not quite volunteers. That's why they're kidnapped, never to be heard from again. Taken from their families and removed from existence. Who would do such a thing? Do the ones paying for this blood know where it comes from?

No one runs a racket and gets away with it. Not in the Federation and not when it steals business from The Bad Company. Punish the interlopers! But justice must be served. Is it a racket? Or are they just better at business? Send in the Magistrate to investigate and apply the law. What will Rivka uncover? What justice will she deliver? Keep pulling the threads. See what unravels. They keep leading her . . . somewhere. She knows she has to follow. Even if it smells like a trap.

Buck is finally making headway on his journey east. Until he runs into something bigger than all of them. Garth is spinning his wheels. He has a companion who is a great deal of work, but she's also a huge help when he needs it most. Together, they try to dig themselves out of a deep hole. The skies are angry and the time waves are increasing. Nowhere is safe. Except one place and that's not very safe, either. The stakes increase with the struggles as all the players are trying to stay alive long enough to figure it out.

People who embrace justice as much as she does. Her people. One team, holding villainy at bay, even if they are demons from the past come back to haunt them all. A Queen. Two colonels. A contract that's too easy. A vacation gone awry. Enemies and allies. Terry and Char find themselves trapped. Here comes Bethany Anne. Here comes the Bad Company.

It’s the 22nd century. The galaxy has opened up to humanity as a hyperactive beehive of stargates and new technologies, and we suddenly find ourselves in a vast playground of different races, environments, and cultures. There’s just one catch: We are pretty much at the bottom of the food chain, and there’s only one way for humanity to move up - by becoming mercenaries. In every mercenary’s life, though, there comes a time when things go wrong and even the best laid plans go awry.

The ship survived, but over time, the original crew died out. Their children were left to continue the fight for their home against their sworn enemy, the vicious alien Malibor. They’ve lived their whole lives in space. Their idea of heaven is open air, blue skies, and the quiet of peace. But they'll never have that if they don't take it by force.

A tragic event causes the dominos to start falling, leaving Alaska isolated—cut off from the rest of the world. The vast majority leave, but some are left behind with nothing. No power. No food. No water. Nothing. One family has no choice. They are on the wrong side of the dividing line, finding themselves on the inside looking out with no idea when help is coming.

They say that behind every great man is a great woman…but what if that woman is a Werewolf? Terry’s war against the Forsaken drags on, until he finds that the elusive Mister Smith has been playing chess while TH had been playing football. Where there’s one Forsaken, there's more. When one falls, another rises to take its place. Will Terry Henry Walton's war against the Forsaken ever end?

Rivka's latest case has her hunting fugitives. Red is on a mission to find them and make them pay for what they've done. Her search leads her through dark warrens of political intrigue and ecological disasters. All the while, Rivka is swinging the scales of justice, judging the guilty, and delivering punishment. Villainy and scum have toe-holds throughout the galaxy, but Rivka doesn't mind stepping on their toes even when she's not judging them. She considers it her job because no one is above the law.

A hitman with a conscience.... Ian Bragg is paid to kill people. Only bad people and not many, but for a great deal of money. Case the target. Make the hit. Move on until he meets the woman with sparkling green eyes who changes everything. Is his newest target deserving of death? Who is Ian to decide if the politician needs to die? He is the one who has to live with the consequences, that’s who. The contract deadline nears.

Settled into their new home of North Chicago, Terry and Char find more enemies than they suspected. Faced with their greatest threat, they put the FDG into action against a Forsaken who's surrounded himself with a small army of loyal humans. With Akio's aid, they go to war.

The Metal Legion is tasked with what was supposed to be an easy mission, but when aliens get in the way, they'll have to fight them to save a colony of humans.

The arrogance of success. The criminality of using it to crush people under one's thumb. A license to destroy. More than a single life, entire cultures replaced. For a few credits more. Find the crime! Rivka can't touch him or can she? Will he allow it? In this part of space, he calls the shots. The Federation is on the outside looking in. From the frontier, a single business starts to take over. Not a crime family, like Nefas, but a single individual forcing people to sell their souls. Unlimited power. Like Satan has returned and demanded payment.

The Trans-Pacific Task Force is getting ready to deploy but they don't have what they need. Someone's been skimming. A contract won through mistruths. Incomplete payments limiting the army's readiness. Colonel Marcie Walton is angry and calling anyone who will answer. Magistrate Rivka Anoa is on the job and thrown into the middle of two shooting wars. Which way is up? Chaz and Dennicron explore a wider galaxy while Ankh and Floyd get some prime time. Rivka drops the gavel and delivers the judgments.