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In or out of the Alliances, sorcerers and necromancers are considered a myth--until a single, shadowy figure brings those myths to life.

In or out of the Alliances, nobody is prepared for that...

The BlackWing Pirates, a fleet of space cruisers that form a secret branch of the Alliance Security Detail, discover what a myth-come-to-life is capable of doing when this sinister aberration begins a slow and deliberate attack against the upcoming Joint Alliances Conclave.

In the ensuing chaos, where deaths are unexplained and the impossible becomes possible, the BlackWing Pirates'' most effective weapon turns out to be a blind clairvoyant, who sees better than anyone when his eyes are closed...

MindSighted--BlackWing Pirates, Book 1

In and out of the Alliances, a new evil is on the rise--an evil whose attacks forced the postponement of the Joint Alliances Conclave nearly a year earlier.

During the attacks, some of those who fought the evil reported things that couldn''t be explained--things that were considered myths--until now.

Sorcery. Necromancy. The wielding of power never seen before. The target? Every world, in or out of the Alliances.

The best hope to combat the evil? A blind man, who sees everything.

--Private journal of Bryan Riley,

News Administrator, Le-Ath Veronis

We are Or''myr; a secretive, dwindling race of wyrm dragons. For many years, we were without a queen and directionless, until my sister was born.

She was loved.

Protected.

Until the one known as the Prophet stole her away.

Our only hope to save our queen-and our race-lies in the hands of a blind man named Randl Gage.

A man who is also one of the most wanted criminals in both Alliances...

Crown Prince Thorn:

I felt defeated. Helpless. If Sherra were alive, why didn''t she mindspeak to tell me so? Every day, I floundered against that notion-that if she were alive, she''d have contacted me by now.

"Don''t give up, Thorn," Hunter said softly. "We don''t know everything there is to know."

"Hunter, every day reminds me of how little we actually do know."

Sherra has not returned to the King.

Seven months have passed and Kaakos, Ny-nes'' leader, is rebuilding his army. His plan is to unleash an onslaught against Az-ca-in retaliation for the destruction of his troops and weapons.

In Az-ca, the King''s health is failing, the enemy is on the march and Merrin and his rogues have forged an alliance with enemy infiltrators. Will the Crown Prince be forced to deal with attacks from both sides, without Sherra''s help?

Will Az-ca survive if Sherra is dead, as so many believe?

"If you desire the lightning, you must also prepare for the storm."

Az-ca''s Kings have never invaded the land of their enemy. Will a Queen be so bold?

Sherra devises new ways to strike at the Supreme Leader of Ny-nes, only to discover that he is stronger and more devious than she and Kerok could ever imagine. When they inevitably clash, will there be a victor?

...I considered my goals and what-or who-was preventing me from reaching them. Randl Gage and the CSD were now my biggest enemies. Across both Alliances, I had thousands upon thousands of graveyards, cemeteries and catacombs under my control, waiting for me to set a suitable command system in place before reanimating the dead and turning my father''s vision into reality.-V''dar (the Prophet) * * *Randl Gage and the BlackWing Pirates are on a collision course with the Prophet, each determined to destroy the other.Enter an unknown, third player, and the stage is set for the ending of all worlds...

A vampire, a werewolf and a Larentii walk into a bar...

Lissa, Winkler, Zaria and Breanne are forced into the past to protect the timeline from rogue gods. What seems a simple task at first turns far more sinister and deadly, when the rogues'' true goals are discovered.

The rogues'' objective?

To reverse the outcome of the God Wars in their favor...

Zaria

"There''s a slight problem," Teeg San Gerxon announced as he appeared next to Rylend.

"What''s that?" Vik asked. I already knew from reading it in Teeg''s face. Irina''s body had been found; I recognized her image in Teeg. He still didn''t know her identity, but testing on her body revealed that she died of radiation poisoning, and that she was originally from Old Earth.

* * *

After his escape from Earth in the past, D''slay appears in the Reth Alliance-in the future.

Zaria can only follow D''slay''s trail of crimes; something-or someone-prevents her from finding him.

Is D''slay the real villain, or is he only a distraction for other, more sinister plans?

When it becomes apparent that important hub worlds are in danger, Lissa, Reah, Zaria and many others must form a Blood Alliance to combat the coming chaos. Will their efforts prove effective, or has the plot against them been laid too well?

Kyri

"You thought you could walk right into Az-ca, take over where you left off centuries ago, and everybody would just fall in with your plans. Is that it?"

"I didn''t count on her-never saw her in all my divinations."

He meant Sherra. An unseeable. He''d divined Thorn II, just not his Queen and partner. "So. You wanted to take over after practically destroying their current King-who was a very good King, and before that, an excellent Commander of the army. That''s a hell of a way to get Az-ca''s population to adore you, isn''t it?"

"I can offer them peace," he began.

"Except you can''t. Kaakos is still alive, remember, and he''ll be coming for you-of that I have no doubt. You know it, too, and you can''t take him on without Az-ca''s army at your back."

"I thought we could work together-Thorn II and I. That he''d see the reason in it after a while."

"And, as he''s currently powerless, what choice would he have?" I sniped.

* * *

The present King of Az-ca has been rendered powerless through an unsuspected coup, and is overcome with despair.

Kaakos has escaped death, but is forced to leave Ny-nes. Now, his sole focus is revenge.

Az-ca''s citizens have fallen victim to the enemy''s lies, and civil war threatens to split the country.

Sherra is forced to divide her attention between searching for the enemy, dealing with traitors and struggling with the King''s misery and desolation. When the blood spell that rendered Kerok powerless takes a turn even its maker didn''t expect, only her dreamwalker, with help from another, can hope to turn the tide...

A full moon hung over the Mississippi''s dark waters, meaning this was the time for hunters to arrive and take whatever they could capture. A device would be clamped to the backs of our necks and we''d never be able to shift back to human again. It was how they justified their enslavement of us; that we were only animals instead of sentient humans.

The Krelk had killed more than two-thirds of the human population, too, but they made the excuse that they''d thought them animal as well, until their High Council, wherever that was, decided otherwise.

When I heard the first yelp, even underground, I couldn''t breathe. Was that a shifter? Few shifters could take on a Krelk and their weapons and either survive or avoid being stunned. That''s how we were captured-frozen and only barely able to breathe while we were caged, tagged and hauled away from the buffer zone.

Another yelp-followed quickly by a third.

This was no shifter-the Krelk were the ones screaming. Terrified but still curious, I dipped into the watery entrance and slowly made my way out of my cave to peek at the river bank above my head.

A dead Krelk dropped into the water nearby, making me jump and squeak in terror.

"An otter?" Someone leaned down to look at me.

Not a Krelk-I knew their scent. This-I''d never scented someone like this before. I scrabbled backward, afraid of this newcomer, too, even if he did appear humanoid.

"Don''t be afraid-I killed all of them."

I backed all the way into the water and scrambled to swim to my cave before he could grab me. Once there, I refused to come out.

"I understand," he said, loud enough that I could still hear him. "Be safe. I''ll patrol farther down, tonight."

I listened, my heart beating so rapidly I feared it would burst while his footsteps, light as they were, faded as he walked southward.

He''d killed six Krelk, and I''d never heard one of their weapons fire.

Who could do that?

Earth wasn''t alone it its suffering. We were just another planet in a large group of suffering worlds, and help was either non-existent or difficult to come by.

There''d be no Marines landing here to save us; that hope had died years ago. What we had was a handful of people with unusual talents, helping a few of us stay alive against impossible odds.

--Clare Coquina

Ver''Dak wants Verillium more than any other world...Verillium, a small, Class-M planet, wasn''t part of any alliance, had little in the way of technology, nothing in the way of riches and had been at war with itself for centuries.Why, then, had it drawn the interest of the cleverest, wickedest demi-god ever? The only thing standing in Ver''Dak''s way is the daughter of a dead king...and the Black Zone* * *Jessil:Verlin grabbed my hair before I could pull the woman to safety; that''s how I ended up being dragged up endless palace steps and thrown onto the floor of Father''s study, which Nessil had taken for his own."Well, Balver won''t take her now-not since she''s been in the kitchens for three weeks and available to anybody walking in," Nessil''s boots came into view as Verlin held me down, my cheek pressed hard against the new rug on the study floor. My eyes watered from the scent of fresh dyes-Nessil had been quite busy removing evidence of Father''s rule.Wait-he''d said Balver. Lord Balver. Old, bandy-legged and smelly Balver. Nessil had gone looking for the worst possible place for me to serve as a breeder and broodraiser."She hid well enough in the kitchens-I say send her back there," Verlin suggested."No-she liked it there or she wouldn''t have stayed," Nessil pretended to be wise. "Let''s give her to the army, instead. As a punishment.""Sound decision," Verlin grunted, removing his knee from my back. "Stay down, drone; the tappers are on the way."