検索キーワード： 著者 "Craig Martelle" すべてのカテゴリー

Can you succeed yourself by downloading your consciousness? Will your family let you? Hidden micro-blasters, paper-thin blades, plasma torches, and surges in voltage come into play as the jockeying begins for the vast estate of the honorable J. Bennet Johnstone. Is a downloaded consciousness eligible to be a citizen of the Singularity? Erasmus goes on a mission without Ankh. Will their worlds end, one without the other? Rivka tossed into the middle of deceit and selfishness. Even seeing into their minds cannot unravel the sordid truth.

The ship survived, but over time, the original crew died out. Their children were left to continue the fight for their home against their sworn enemy, the vicious alien Malibor. They’ve lived their whole lives in space. Their idea of heaven is open air, blue skies, and the quiet of peace. But they'll never have that if they don't take it by force.

The arrogance of success. The criminality of using it to crush people under one's thumb. A license to destroy. More than a single life, entire cultures replaced. For a few credits more. Find the crime! Rivka can't touch him or can she? Will he allow it? In this part of space, he calls the shots. The Federation is on the outside looking in. From the frontier, a single business starts to take over. Not a crime family, like Nefas, but a single individual forcing people to sell their souls. Unlimited power. Like Satan has returned and demanded payment.

Die Vestrall schlagen zurück, aber die Leviathan stellt sich ihnen in den Weg. Derweil eröffnet Major Payne eröffnet eine neue Front in diesem Krieg. Sein Ziel ist nichts Geringeres, als die Verbündeten der Vestrall gegen sie aufzubringen, um der Galaxie endlich Frieden zu bringen. Doch die Vestrall haben Geheimnisse. Der Krieg wird weitergehen, weil es das ist, was ihren Plänen am meisten dient. Um ihn zu durchkreuzen, muss sich die Menschheit endlich ihrem wahren Feind stellen.

Dismantling the Blood Trade wasn't the end, but the beginning. Everything the Magistrates do has been called into question. Do they have probable cause? Are they respecting a suspect's right against self-incrimination? The ambassadors have questions, and they think they know the answers, but only the Magistrates know the truth. Called before the Federation Council, the collective body for discussing matters that affect all member planets, Magistrate Rivka Anoa is put under the spotlight to answer for all she had done.

No respect for life. Or the law. It's the trade. In sentience. Run by the Corranites, creatures that have always traded in intelligent alien life. Bought and sold. Nothing more than property. Rivka is having none of it. With an eye toward taking the entire supply line down, she launches into the greater galaxy. All the way to the heart of the Federation. It's bigger than anyone knows. She calls all her friends and finds that she has woefully few. With a snarl and a mandate, she dives head first into the firepit of the Slave Trade.

Make a high-speed run of Septimus, the Borwyn home planet, but the Malibor have a different idea about where the battle will be fought. Who is the predator, and who is the prey? The Borwyn find their new friends can be both a hindrance and helpful. Liberate Septimus and free the Borwyn. It takes all of Jaq’s willpower to focus the crew on their singular goal.

Ian and Jenny Bragg are called to a meeting by those who are paid to deliver justice. Some call them assassins. Others call them hitmen. Ian knows them as operators. Market share is about taking business from others. A zero sum game. The Peace Archive is growing, and it’s making the wrong people uncomfortable.

A crime against all—stealing one's life blood. It prolongs life! It gives strength and power. Such exotic luxuries come at a high price. Those who have been drained? "Donors" but not quite volunteers. That's why they're kidnapped, never to be heard from again. Taken from their families and removed from existence. Who would do such a thing? Do the ones paying for this blood know where it comes from?

A serial killer the likes of whom hasn't been seen in centuries. A pretender who has outdone the master. Fifty planets. The dead are screaming for vengeance and only Rivka and her team can hear their cries. The Singularity. The Magistrate and her crew. How many more must die before the killer can be brought to justice? The battle of wits has begun, and only one can survive. Win or die trying. Rivka has to dig deeper than ever before into her investigative skills to figure out who's next and how to stop the one masquerading as . . . Jack the Ripper.

Die Leviathan steht allein gegen zahlreiche Gegner in einem tausendjährigen Krieg. Die Vestrall haben die uralte Zivilisation der Progenitoren aus der Galaxis vertrieben und nun sind sie drauf und dran, auch die Menschheit in die Knie zu zwingen. Doch das uralte Schlachtschiff unter dem Kommando von Declan Payne gibt sich nicht geschlagen und gemeinsam beginnen sie eine Suche nach den Herrschern des Blaze-Kollektivs. Die führt sie tausend Lichtjahre hinter die feindlichen Linien zur ehemaligen Heimat der mysteriösen Aliens. Werden sie die Spuren finden, nach denen sie suchen, um den Feind aufspüren und vernichten zu können?

Kill or be killed. Take the fight to the enemy, only until you can't. Then repair, regroup, rearm, and return to the fight. Unless the enemy shows up before you're ready. Then you get ready. There are no do-overs in war. While the battle rages in space, the Borwyn decide to put boots on the ground in a daring, risk-all return to Septimus. The combat team is tasked to disrupt strategic communications. Is it even possible?

Ian and Jenny Bragg are contracted by the highest levels of the government. They can share none of the secrets they learn. They have to do the job alone. The contracted value is enough that they'll never have to work again, but that's not Ian's plan. Ian and Jenny are taking care of a small army of employees. From The Club to their independent operators.

The Trans-Pacific Task Force is getting ready to deploy but they don't have what they need. Someone's been skimming. A contract won through mistruths. Incomplete payments limiting the army's readiness. Colonel Marcie Walton is angry and calling anyone who will answer. Magistrate Rivka Anoa is on the job and thrown into the middle of two shooting wars. Which way is up? Chaz and Dennicron explore a wider galaxy while Ankh and Floyd get some prime time. Rivka drops the gavel and delivers the judgments.

The Singularity enters the Federation. Its citizens are AIs. And no one knows how to treat them. From collaborations to master-slave, every relationship is different, when they shouldn't be. The AIs fight back, but on a level none of the other members understand. The fight starts slowly, but when the realization of what's happening hits too close to home, more extraordinary measures are called for. What is the legal framework in which everyone can coexist peacefully? Who better to build it than Rivka and the Magistrates?

Das uralte Schlachtschiff Leviathan ist längst in Vergessenheit geraten, als Major Declan Payne mit seinem Team an Bord geschickt wird, um es zu reaktivieren. Das Blaze-Kollektiv, ein Zusammenschluss feindseliger Alienspezies, bedroht den Fortbestand der Menschheit, und der Major soll herausfinden, ob eine der mächtigsten Waffen aus der kriegerischen Vergangenheit einer früheren Zivilisation noch funktioniert.

A planet in dispute. Farmers vs miners, and no one knows the full story. The Federation sends Rivka and her team to resolve a case of settlers squatting on a remote planet when the owners finally came calling. Not what it seems. Three generations of settlers and more. A planet that isn't as welcoming as it appears. Crops coming ripe. Miners ready to dig. Tempers flare as the sides face off. Until the Magistrate gets in the middle of it with all the firepower at her command—the law, a calm voice, and a good railgun.

Rivka and her crew take a much-deserved vacation, but find themselves on a jungle planet, cut off from the rest of the galaxy. Part by design, but mostly not. Isn't that what a good vacation is supposed to be, disconnected from the rigors of everyday life? Until no one can hear your calls for help. The team has to resolve Yindle and Yangor's dispute before they can find a way home. A vacation turned into a case morphed into a fight for survival.

The Borwyn remain undeterred as they gather hardware and rally their allies. It’s best not to fight from within a vacuum, unless that vacuum is space, and the fight is between starships. The crew of Chrysalis are challenged afresh when their goal is changed in light of new revelations. Jaq, Crip, Max, and the rest continue their fight against the Malibor in this fast-paced continuation of the Starship series.

After the main shipyard is heavily damaged, the enemy advances with a fresh offensive, and losses are piling up with no hope of building replacements. How can the surviving fleet stand up to the new onslaught? The Paragon have been weakened, but they still outnumber the humans. And now they're angry. Relics of the past. Mothballed ships and forgotten warriors, waiting for their names to be called again. The ship from a war fought long ago. Glory as a paradigm for the future.