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Drill Instructor Cyprus Dhoma lives and dies by the Outer Settlement Agency badge on his shoulder. Every soldier in the solar system wants to be him and just as well, he’s trained half of ‘em. But when a loud, obnoxious and completely insane recruit signs up for the next round of basic training, it’ll test the famous control and reputation he’s spent years building up. Lana hates the military. Everything about OSA completely, totally and unredeemingly sucks - except for the hottie instructor with the bad attitude. He may be annoyed with her now, but she’s on a secret mission and needs his help. It’ll take a lot of work to bring him in line, but she’ll be doggoned if she doesn’t get him in tow. Besides, a man that cute shouldn’t be that pissed off. Two time 2014 Galaxy Award Winner! Drop into the Sci-Fi Romance Series, The Outer Settlement Agency. You can start with any book! OSA hires hunky soldiers and dark pirates, serious doctors and ridiculous CEOs. Hey, the Milky Way is ours. Might as well make it awesome.
With the long-anticipated release of "Driver In!", David C. Enslee takes us deep into the hidden world of the pizza delivery industry. These are the narratives that the corporate pizza chains are afraid to tell. Each of these short stories was written while Dave was going through his "Marinara Period," and at last they have been assembled into one collection. The humanity of the pizza delivery business has finally been breathtakingly illustrated in 11 stories centered around a SnakeEyes Pizza franchise in northern New Jersey. Transcending the everyday work of tossing, baking and delivering, Enslee gets to the true heart of the industry: the people who drive the machine (or at least the cars). Too often, we take for granted that the smile on the deliveryman's face is genuine or that whenever we pick up the phone, someone will be there on the other end to take our order. Be warned, once you've read this book, you'll see the person ringing your doorbell in a completely different light.
Dear Mr. Jupiter and Saturn, We, the inhabitants of planet Earth, living and inert, are immensely grateful to you for having protected us for billions of years by capturing the large, hostile, errant asteroids from outer space and saving us from the holocaust that would have surely destroyed us all had any of them smashed into our beautiful planet. Signed: Grateful children of the Earth.
Jessie Starkling is worried when no one turns up to her family's circus by the sea. But when lovable spotted pony Comet comes ashore, Jessie's seaside summer looks like it might turn out to be a real splash!
This volume considers the role comets may have played in the origins and evolution of life. This is the only book dealing in depth with this subject. It is particularly relevant in light of recent investigations of Halley's comet, of new insights into organic synthesis in meteorites and comets, and of new results of numerical simulations of cometary orbits and impacts on Earth. The book is intended as a comprehensive review of current research.
Lana and Lilly Wachowski have redefined the technically and topically possible while joyfully defying audience expectations. Visionary films like The Matrix trilogy and Cloud Atlas have made them the world's most influential transgender media producers, and their coming out retroactively put trans* aesthetics at the very center of popular American culture. Cáel M. Keegan views the Wachowskis' films as an approach to trans* experience that maps a transgender journey and the promise we might learn "to sense beyond the limits of the given world." Keegan reveals how the filmmakers take up the relationship between identity and coding (be it computers or genes), inheritance and belonging, and how transgender becoming connects to a utopian vision of a post-racial order. Along the way, he theorizes a trans* aesthetic that explores the plasticity of cinema to create new social worlds, new temporalities, and new sensory inputs and outputs. Film comes to disrupt, rearrange, and evolve the cinematic exchange with the senses in the same manner that trans* disrupts, rearranges, and evolves discrete genders and sexes.
Half clone, half human, Quinn’s life has been anything but easy. People like her credentials just fine, by whenever news of her heritage surfaces, she’s sent back to the temp agency and shuttled off to another planet. Her handsome new boss promises a different outcome this time, but his family’s name carries a long history of clone mistreatment. Learning to trust him may be the hardest thing she’s ever done, but with a new round of attacks against her, it may also be the only way to stay alive. Drop into the Futuristic Romance Series, The Outer Settlement Agency. You can start with any book! OSA hires hunky soldiers and dark pirates, serious doctors and ridiculous CEOs. Hey, the Milky Way is ours. Might as well make it awesome.
It's the night of the big meteor shower, but Lana can't see a thing. While her brother continues to hog the telescope, Lana notices a mysterious shadow run across the street. She follows it to an alien space ship parked in the nearby woods. Lana is amazed by the ship, but is shocked when it suddenly takes off with her inside. Now, she's stuck on board with a strange monster while Earth is getting farther and farther away...
From Earth, Venus and Mercury, three Musketeers of Space, accompanied by a female D'Artagnan, rocket out in a grim battle against the League of the Cold Worlds!ExcerptThey sauntered through the crowded, krypton lit street bordering the great New York spaceport, casually, as though there was not a reward on their heads. An Earthman, a Venusian, and a huge Mercurian, looking merely like three ordinary space-sailors in their soiled, drab jackets and trousers.But inwardly John Thorn, the lean, dark-headed Earthman of the trio, was queerly tense. He felt the warning of that sixth sense which tells of being watched. His brown, hard-chinned face showed nothing of what he felt, and he was smiling as though telling some joke as he spoke to his two companions."We're being followed," he said. "I've felt it, since we left the spaceport. I don't know who it is."Sual Av, the bald, bow-legged Venusian, laughed merrily as though at a jest. His bright green eyes glistened, and there was a wide grin on his ugly, froglike face."The police?" he chuckled.Gunner Welk, the huge Mercurian, growled in his throat. His shock of yellow hair seemed to bristle on his head, his massive face and cold blue eyes hardening belligerently."How in hell's name would the Earth police spot us so quickly after our arrival?" he muttered."I don't think it's the police," John Thorn said, his black eyes still smiling casually. "Stop at the next corner, and we'll see who passes us."At the corner gleamed a luminous red sign, "THE CLUB OF WEARY SPACEMEN." In and out of the vibration-joint, thus benevolently named, were streaming dozens of the motley throng that jammed the blue-lit street. Reedy-looking red Martians, squat and surly Jovians, hard-bitten Earthmen-sailors from all the eight inhabited worlds, spewed up by the great spaceport nearby. There were many naval officers and men, too-a few in the crimson of Mars, the green of Venus and blue of Mercury, but most of them in the gray uniform of the Earth Navy.