To survive, Axel Ryan needs to run.

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There’s a price on his head, and the most ruthless bounty hunters in the galaxy are on the hunt to claim the prize. Axel knows he should disappear into the stars and continue his quest for Stardrives. But Element Cruz has resurfaced after six months of staying off the grid, and she’s in danger.

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Axel tracks Ellie to an illegal slave auction where the Star Keeper of Endaria is being sold—a woman whose empathic abilities are rumored to enable her to communicate with Stardrives, and whose worth far exceeds the amount of credits Axel can legally gather. What Ellie intends for the Star Keeper is Axel’s guess, but he does know she’s not the only interested party.

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Mercenary pirates. The galactic military. And a Trade commissioner with a particular interest in Ellie are all closing in on the auction.

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Axel’s plan is simple. Crash the auction. Save Ellie. Then, continue his search for Stardrives.  Unfortunately, the universe has other plans.

Thrust into a life-or-death situation, Axel must embrace his destiny to save them all… or die trying.

     There was rain and then there was rain, and in Element Cruz's opinion, Cooper's Paradise was the wettest, most soul-drenching moon she’d ever had the misfortune to encounter in all her travels. 
     She didn’t know who the original Cooper had been, but this place was no paradise. The once-thriving colony had long since abandoned the moon and left for sunnier and more lucrative— so she assumed—prospects to carve out a living. What was left of the mining site had become a haven for smugglers and criminals of every variety. Leaving her new spaceship, Star Child, unmanned and unprotected while she attended to business hadn't been an option. And even with Jase, the cyborg she'd reprogrammed to serve her wishes to guard it, she had her doubts as to whether it would still be in one piece when she returned, or if she'd find it stripped and sold on auction and Jase sold along with it. 
     This place was exactly the kind of hell hole she'd been told to avoid all her life. Which made it exactly the kind of place she needed to be right now. 

Dark Horizon

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Fleeing for their lives with the galactic military in hot pursuit, Axel, Ellie, and the team find a safe haven aboard the Dark Horizon. There they join forces with the Freedom Collective, a faction of rebels that opposes the oppressive control of the Galactic Trade Corporation.

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However, life as a freedom fighter is anything but safe. Tensions run high when they are sent on a covert mission to stop a space station from being destroyed.  

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Loyalties are tested. 

Truths revealed.

Boundaries broken. 

Friend and foe must put their differences aside for the sake of both the mission and the galaxy. But how can they trust each other when even the closest allies are not what they seem?

Axel Ryan thought all hope was lost. 

The Freedom Collective has been forced underground by the Trade Corporation pursuing them at every port of call. Out of options, the Dark Horizon is abandoned as the galactic military closes in. 

Then, in a miraculous twist of fate, Axel’s uncle, Henry, is discovered alive. 

Having vanished over five Earth years ago, Henry’s knowledge of Stardrives could save them all... if they can get to him. Locked inside the walls of the Fatal Fortress, Axel’s crew must achieve the impossible to break him out. 

Armed with the schematics of the prison and his ragtag team, Axel will stop at nothing to free his uncle. Little does he know, the price of salvation will be higher than he ever imagined. Confronted by a face from his past, Axel is forced into a reunion he would have flown galaxies to avoid...

     "SHIZ, YOU'RE DOING that thing again," Axel said in a side-whisper to the frozen-in-awe Gho’bar. 
     The lift had brought them to the level of the Athenaeum, and the trio stood in front of a pair of ornately carved wooden doors, the length of which loomed at a height easily twice that of Axel's. 
     Caree placed her hand on the Gho’bar’s forehead. "Shiznit is feeling overwhelmed by the majestic size of this place, reminds him of... home." 
     "I...I..." Shiznit stuttered as he came out of his momentary paralysis. He glanced from the doors to the garden surroundings. “This doesn’t seem right. Shouldn’t there be guards or something?” 
     The lack of any kind of welcoming party or even sentry equipment did seem odd. Axel tried his comm. “Ellie? Can you see anyone inside the Athenaeum?” 
     There was a pause, and then Ellie’s voice came over the comm. “Axel! Where are you? I lost you on tracker as soon as you went into the falls. I’ve been trying to raise you over the comm, but—” static interrupted and her voice broke up as she spoke, then cleared. “…you’d better hurry. There’s Core ships on long-range. Axel? Are you there? This stupid comm keeps—” The comm signal hissed into static and didn’t come back online. 
     “Cutting out,” Axel finished with a frown. That wasn’t good. Without contact with Ellie, they were on their own. And it sounded like the Core were on their way. “We’d better get moving.” 
     The tall doors before them seemed innocuous but could be hiding anything. And if Ellie was having trouble getting through on the comm and couldn’t see them on the trackers, then the Athenaeum had some seriously heavy shielding protecting it. 
     “Caree? Can you sense anything through those doors?” 
     She batted an insect away from her face with a frown. Down in the tunnel, the multi-winged bugs hadn’t been a bother, but in the open, they were beginning to swarm again. “I do sense something inside there, but can’t say how many beings there are, or if they are pleased we are here.” 
     "Fair enough. Only one way to find out.” It wasn’t like they had all day to stand there thinking about it anyway. Axel moved toward the door. “We’ve respected the local customs, so I believe they will open their doors to us." He raised a hand and knocked on the door twice. "You know, I thought they might have had better technology though, like a..." 
     The doors folded inwards on their hinges and opened to a square lobby just two meters long at each side. 
     Axel peeked his head inside the white room. “No scanning devices. No guards.” He walked inside the Athenaeum followed by the others. The door shut behind them, sealing them in silence. “I guess we’re in?” To the left and right of the lobby, a corridor extended. “Which one do we take?" Axel asked. 
     Caree closed her eyes. "I can't pick up on any specific direction. Something is here, but not present." 
     "What the frell does that even mean?" Shiznit asked. 
     "It’s possible entry is automatically granted to those who pass their tests to get here. But I don't feel comfortable thinking it's that easy." Axel looked down both corridors. "Maybe we should split up? Take both paths and see where they lead?" 
     "Oh frell, how did I know you would say that?" Shiznit asked. “You're not happy unless you're scaring me."

It’s a race against time to find Amasis.

Caree’s life is in danger and the Visitors are the only ones who can save her. Yet little is known about the mysterious homeworld of the aliens, as those daring enough to venture there have never returned.

Pursued by bounty hunters and the ever-tightening noose of Rosamunde Cruz and the Galactic Trade Corporation, Axel, Ellie, and their team risk everything in search of answers that could save Caree’s life. But when Tobias suddenly goes missing, the crew begins to fear their fate is already sealed.

The web spins tighter...

The Trade Corporation’s control over the galaxy tightens when the assassination of a key Freedom Collective conspirator is ordered.

With the clock ticking, Hendrix and Caree race to awaken the last of a shapeshifting species in hopes of recruiting them to aid in freeing Axel, Ellie, and the galaxy’s supply of Stardrives imprisoned on Amasis. 

Parasitic mind-eaters infest the planet and shifters are the only natural predator of the vampiric species. However, convincing the shifters to help could be complicated when their kind have been mercilessly hunted to near-extinction for centuries. 

Can Hendrix convince the shifters to join the fight to save the galaxy? Or will awakening the mimetic species be an even greater threat than Rosamunde Cruz?