The following titles were released in the third quarter of 2016:
JULY
When planet-colonist, Joaquin, takes his daughter, Ry, into the autumn forest to show her the danger lurking amongst the trees, he does not expect to end the day fleeing for his life, nor does he think he can discover more about the spider-like orsovite, or what happened to his wife, one short year ago, but autumn is a time when the leaves fall, and secrets are uncovered.
When Tischa escapes from a warehouse of crooks
bent on doing evil to boxes of mice, she’s only trying to escape. She doesn’t
expect to encounter unicorns, or fairies, or a hot-looking elf that looks like
he’s stepped straight off a movie set. Can she help them? Why, yes, yes she
can, but, more importantly, can they help her?
When
werewolf, Chitin’s, nightly solitude is interrupted by a small child seeking
his help, he does not suspect that her plea will touch his dreams for the world
of his ancestors. He is determined to refuse her, but she is just as determined
to gain his protection, and leaves him little choice but to help—at least at
the start.
AUGUST
When a mysterious pod is found on the moon, and an
alien emerges, the press have a field day.
When Ramana Dewarth sneaks aboard a shuttle being
taken on an illegal research mission, she gets into more trouble than she ever
thought possible—and the space pirates weren’t the worst of it.
This science fiction short story takes us on
another journey with Odyssey’s not-so-delightful Agent Delight.
SEPTEMBER
Jamie has two names, and a whole bunch of secrets that
she keeps from everyone, including her employer, Odyssey—which is no mean feat,
given what that company does—but, when a mission takes her to Askreya, she has
to deal with an old dilemma, an old foe, and something entirely new, and her
secrets begin to come to light. Can she finish her mission, without everything
being revealed?
Vortex travel—you don’t ask, and I won’t screw
up the explanation; closest thing I can get to it is that I pilot a
transdimensional skipping stone through the edge of a vortex from one point in
space to another, and it gets you where you want to be. Well, most of the time.
Just not this time. This time, we’re crashing, and I don’t know where we are.
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