Résultats lu par "DANIEL DORSE" dans Toutes les catégories

Tanner seeks to keep his father-in-law alive, after Warren Blake is targeted for death by a powerful client whose case he lost.

Tanner goes about eliminating the Tanner clones who have popped up during his absence from New York City. One of them proves to be a tough opponent, and Tanner is shocked when he discovers why. Also, a mysterious new gang has moved into Manhattan with the intention of taking territory away from the Giacconi family. Joe Pullo finds out the hard way that his rivals play rough.

Aidan Foster never wanted to be a hero, and he sure as hell never wanted to be a starship captain. But one led to the other, and now he finds himself and his crew in an all-out war against an alien species that seems to know their every weakness. What is behind the enemy's superior tactics, and is there anything that can be done before they sweep through human space, crushing everything in their wake? In the search for answers, It soon becomes clear that Foster and his small ship might be uniquely qualified for the task - if it's not already too late.

Saul Peterson is having nightmares: fleeting memories of watchful eyes, impossible dreams of being taken while he sleeps, visions of a catastrophic end, and a society on the verge of revolution. Saul Peterson will stop at nothing to reveal the truth, but that truth may come at the greatest price of them all.

Five years after their world was decimated by powerful aliens that killed their parents, two brothers are returning to get answers. One wants justice. One just wants to survive. But nothing on Planet Hell is what it seems. The brothers soon stumble upon a plot to interact with the aliens that could change everything. But they aren't the only people trying to understand the aliens - and most are willing to do anything to keep the powerful secrets for themselves.

A fragile truce hides a deadly deceit. A century ago, an alien fleet attacked Earth. After decades of bitter war, a truce was struck. The aliens disappeared. Humanity stood down. But the captain of the aging battleship Walker Pierce will never forget. He has spent the last months in disputed space, against the wishes of his superiors and many of his weary crew, looking for proof of alien treachery and afraid of what he might find. Because this time, if the aliens attack, humanity won't be so lucky.

The time for peace is past. As the Kaxek forces begin their quest for Earth, new battle lines are drawn. Carter must navigate the tricky path between honoring his duty and protecting his crew. For the small band of opposition fighters, their last chance to alter events might already be gone.

I woke to a mass of men writhing and broken, moving as one in their attempt to reach that great circle of light. They looked like ants, but ants without exoskeletons: their soft bits shredding, their hard bits breaking, to make a sort of chicken-leg jello out of humanity. The cries of pain and cries of triumph mixed. But one man keeps saying, "2π28.57mm. 2π28.57mm. 2π28.57mm.” Pointing at the circle of light. Claiming he cut it. Cut what? And why?

Went to the doctor, complained about my immune system, asked about supplements. He smirked. Asked him if something's funny. He called American supplements ignorant. Said he had something better, just approved. "Nanoimmunity bot". Looked like aspirin. Dumb price, but insurance would pay, so... It engineers new paths toward health, teaches my body to adapt to "health threats".

How can one cave man stack wood, build fire, hunt beast, and clean nail? Especially since they’d lost their water basins on top of...well...on top of every tool for survival she’d gathered over the years. Lost them because he didn’t know how to protect violent, crude tools he didn’t know how to use.

The crew of the Walker Pierce must contend with a new alien threat far more powerful than any that has come before. Meanwhile, Captain Carter must contend with the increasingly erratic decisions coming from command. It all comes to a head in a desperate mission behind enemy lines.

From what we have relearned in recent history about the way magnetism, gravity, centrifugal and centripetal force, as well as the many other forces one giant body exerts upon another, we know the medievalists had it right all along. When the moon gets too close and too bright, it makes us crazy. In that spirit, editor Lancelot Schaubert rounded up sci-fi and fantasy writers Anne Greenwood Brown, Juliet Marillier, LJ Cohen, Anthony G. Cirilla, FC Shultz, and Emily Munro to write about cosmic influence.

A century ago, an alien fleet attacked Earth. Over decades of bitter war, humanity slowly pushed them back. Eighteen months ago, a truce was struck. The aliens disappeared. Humanity stood down. But there are those who will never trust the aliens. The captain of the aging battleship Walker Pierce is one of them. He has spent months in disputed space, against the wishes of his superiors, looking for proof of alien treachery, afraid of what he might find. Because this time, if the aliens return, humanity won't be so lucky.

Once more, my friends and colleagues and I have banded together to compose literature connecting astronomy and mythology to create Of Gods and Globes II. Each one of us chose a name that connected astronomy and mythology.

Out of time and place, Wreaker walks into a coffee shop on Long Island. They do not take gold bullion for payment. They do not hand pluck their tea leaves from the tree of life. Their tables can't even support the weight of Öfugr, his sacred ancient weapon. So how will he ever get his coffee?

A blue-collar hoarder sorts through the treasures of his lost past while his kids play on the scaffolding outside. He keeps ignoring the tremors in both the memories and the present.

Originally published in The New Haven Review, this story features a young married couple who struggle through the rough landscape of Southern Illinois in the late 1950s. They argue over the purchase of a five-dollar-a-month Sears and Roebuck kitchen table, but it ends up saving lives.

As aliens from the future try to deny the reality of the Joplin falls due to its prevalence in 21st-century art, Stacy uses everything in his power to defend the river and the falling water.

Who in Galactic Central Command gives a rip about some lug nuts and a requisition form? I mean, who really cares that a systems engineer ordered 160 of them? Except those lug nuts changed everything and now he's called before a court marshal under accusation for treason, mutiny, theft, and murder. All because of those 160 lug nuts. What's so important about a bagful of hardware?

Mom and dad wanted him to write the next great American novel, so he had a typewriter gathering dust in a closet. They wanted him to compose a symphony that would get him to Julliard or at least U of I. They wanted him to DJ the local radio and work his way up to NBC or even the Tonight Show as a comedian. They focused on so many routes to his future fortune (which would be theirs as well) and future fame that he ended up rebelling his way into mediocrity. But he could drive a truck, by God. Wasn't that worth giving your life to? Blood and all?