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Humanity’s first engagements with the invading Trivar have not gone to plan and the aliens have shown no mercy in destroying several Confederation worlds and killing billions of people. Surrender is not an option. One of the Space Corps’ monitoring stations finds hints of a Trivar world, countless galaxies away, and a mission is formed to search for a way to counter the enemy space fleet’s seemingly impregnable defences. 

Survivors are fleeing Earth, into a hostile galaxy where alien intelligence and weaponry rule. Can a deserted planet offer refuge? Or will the genetically engineered Alicians finish the job started on Eden? While Blake fends off attacks, Micah seeks allies, but his plan backfires, and humanity finds itself on trial for its very right to exist.   

The time has come. The Creator is the most powerful entity in the known universe. Protected by the walls of its dark sphere, it constructs vast machines designed to wipe out entire species. So far, it has not encountered significant resistance. Times change. Keller and Nation are given their most dangerous mission yet. Sent into the depths of the dark sphere, they must do whatever it takes to wipe out this deadly alien entity. It’s never easy and the stakes have never been higher. In the Creator’s realm, there are no guarantees. 

A huge fleet of spacecraft emerges close to one of the Confederation’s worlds. The aliens on board - known as Trivar - claim to be peaceful. After countless wars, the Space Corps’ high command isn’t ready to believe, and with good reason. The Trivar have many demands. It doesn’t take long for two of the Corps’ most decorated officers to become embroiled in a war which appears impossible to win. While Nation hunts for a weakness, two huge space fleets clash. Nothing is easy in this universe, and the key to victory lies with humanity’s once-greatest enemy.

The mysterious Creator has been the instigator of chaos for thousands of years. Now, its spaceships are converging on human territory. The Confederation is worn down by endless conflict, its warfleet depleted and its armies stretched. Two of the Space Corps’ top officers - Joe Nation and Becky Keller - are determined to fight for as long as it takes. The coming conflict will offer them a fleeting glimpse into the designs of an entity so powerful it might as well be a god. For Nation and Keller, the things they learn ensure nothing will ever be the same again.

Bold action from Captain Becky Keller and Lieutenant Joe Nation in the Bael-6 solar system has sent a hammerblow response to the murderous Scions. The enemy are down but not defeated. The detonation of the galaxy bomb has brought something new into the fight. The Scions are not a natural living species, and now their mysterious creator has taken an interest in the human Confederation.

It's Mine digs into the history and concept of ‘ownership', which ecosystems nurture it, and where we are now. Filled with anecdotes, observations and interviews, the book takes an entertaining and accessible look at how Bitcoin made its mark, how its technology is being re-purposed to enable a revolution, and (in non-technical terms) how it all works. It explores how these new crypto ‘life-forms' will interact with the rest of the virtual and physical world, while making some very rich and some very poor.

Prince Charming is dead. Meet his younger brother. Danny Charming thought getting arrested for running illegal tours of London's hidden places was his biggest problem. He was wrong. Very, very wrong. When Danny's brother dies in his flat, bleeding out while shoving a magical sword into Danny's...

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