Shinaan and Tarver reveal their truths, a serious threat appears, and unflappable Tori Rain gets a shock — Previously in A Chase Against Time: In the Mojave Desert of 2089, Cam Tarver hears the story of the Seven Sisters, a group of bounty hunters and hired warriors, from his old friend Willy as the Sisters, also known as The Pleiades, arrive in Wasteland City. In short order, Tarver…

The inscrutable band of women reveal little, and ask much — Previously in A Chase Against Time: Several years after a worldwide climate-change “solution” goes awry, former scientist Cam Tarver and his team sadly abandon the radio-telescope facility in the Mojave Desert they called home. Tarver himself decides to head for Wasteland City to see two old friends for advice in…

A disillusioned astronomer sets out to explore a different frontier, and seven mysterious women walk into a desert town… — A Quick Prologue… The Law of Unintended Consequences is simple: If you don’t completely think the matter through, your “brilliant solution” will be worse than the problem, and the Law will bite your ass. Despite decades of warnings from scientists of the inexorable results of human-made climate change, the problem worsened. Sea levels…

The ropes of prevention, the fetters offer no cure — The restraints allow me just enough movement to lean but a few inches toward the bed but a meter or so before me while they glance but for a second at my silent struggle. The bed…on which S and H are lost in each other’s arms, naked, lips entwined as the women…

Who do you want me to be to… —

She seeks a town called Entropy…eventually, everyone does — The gravitational pull of the purplish planet changed significantly as we passed within 120,000 kilometers — an impossible violation of General Relativity — yet here we were, yanked out of space against our will. She stood twenty meters from the Phaeton as we opened the hatch. She was tall, at…

You’ll be young and beautiful…forever —

Yes, I’m confused — I had to take a break from Twitter, and from the writing communities of which I am a part. Starting September 29, I stopped received notifications. None, nada, nil, zip. I asked around, and no one else noticed anything of the sort, either. I would get, oh, anywhere from 3…

The magick and power that cannot be replicated —