Résultats pour "Julia" dans Humoristique

After their wedding--and the Ice Dame's high-handed exploitation of the event--Triana and O'Neill embark on their honeymoon, only to find they’ve been booked on a CelebVid cruise to Armstrong with Vanti, Elodie, and Leo. When the jump to Armstrong throws Triana and O'Neill into an alternate reality, they must outsmart the multi-verse versions of their friends, a lunatic professor and his corporate sponsor, and a cargo hold full of egg-throwing rodents, if they hope to return to their own lives.

When the station board of directors sends former maintenance technician Triana Moore to Lewei, she expects to bump knuckles with a few dignitaries, tell a couple of white lies, and drink some substandard cocoa. Her friend—son of the former dictator—tells scary stories of the planet, but Triana’s not afraid of the Leweian secret police. She’ll be on her best behavior with Ty and Vanti to watch her back. With the might of SK2 behind her, Triana should be untouchable.

The former space janitor returns to her mother's estate on Kaku to plan her wedding. Or, as she soon discovers, to be ignored while the SK'Corp public relations machine plans the event of the galaxy. Overruled at every turn and stalked by CelebVid--a viral video outlet--Triana does what she does best and goes underground. When she befriends the son of a deposed dictator, everything goes sideways. On the run from rogue secret police, things start to get sticky--Space Janitor style. Will Triana escape and figure out what the heck is going on? Of course she will! She might even save the day.

Triana Moore lost her job as a maintenance technician when her boss discovered her true identity. But decluttering the galaxy isn’t just for janitors. When she visits the ringed planet Grissom with security agent Ty O’Neill for his sister’s wedding, Triana discovers just how messy life can get. Deported before she can finish her coffee, Triana barely misses an exploding shuttle. But in true space janitor fashion, she decides to investigate.

When maintenance technician Triana Moore gets temporarily transferred to a passenger liner, she doesn't expect luxury and relaxation. Bot-minding is the same on a station or a ship. But with 12-hour workdays and five roommates in her cabin, Triana thinks she should have read the employment contract more carefully. Days into the cruise, her boss goes missing. Triana dusts off her sleuthing skills to go snooping. Together with a retired Marine Corps dance instructor, a socially inept hospitality intern, and her favorite security agent, she must navigate more than just the solar system.

Triana Moore, maintenance bot technician on Station Kelly-Kornienko, prefers life in orbit where the air is purified, the commute is short, and nature doesn’t get all over you. But when a minor infraction gets her sent to remedial training dirtside, she doesn’t complain. Who wouldn’t enjoy a few days of sitting in the sunshine, eating gourmet burgers, and drinking too much Jager Hula?

When Vanti and O'Neill graduated at the top of their academy class, they thought they'd get their dream assignments. Instead they end up in security on Station Kelly-Kornienko. Sure, the station if glitzy, but they're basically well-dressed security guards.

Dying is easy. It’s the Apocalypse that’s hard. Before the outside world devolved into a fiery pit of hell, Noel and Julia hosted a successful and wonderfully pretentious community radio show. Now their basement studio is their survival bunker, and they find themselves completely alone. With no escape and nothing left except an increasingly eclectic selection of questionable records, Noel and Julia proudly debut their new show: Is Anyone Alive Out There?. How could they create a stellar show when they really just need to survive?

"Adam Levin is one of our wildest writers and our funniest, and Bubblegum is a dazzling accomplishment of wit and inventiveness." —George Saunders "Levin's brains may have earned him a cult...but here he swells to a democratic reach. Give him a try sometime. His gate’s wide open...