No food. No shelter. No weapons. Enemies aplenty. And the only one watching his back is his captor.
Betrayed and stranded on a hostile alien planet, immortal king Pietas faces a dire ultimatum: half a million of his loyal followers lie ensnared in cryopods, set to unlock simultaneously potentially sealing their doom. With no technology or resources at his disposal, these pods threaten to become tombs instead of sanctuaries.
As the clock ticks down, Pietas must summon every ounce of cunning to forge unexpected alliances. At his side is his sharp-tongued former captor, whose quick wit may be as dangerous as it is helpful, a brilliant telepathic weapons designer harboring secrets of her own, and a tribe of sentient panthers serving as his honor guard.
In a race against time, Pietas must navigate treacherous family betrayals and external threats to save his people from a gruesome fate. Will he rise to reclaim his throne, or watch as his legacy crumbles into oblivion?
Military sci-fi without the weaponry, but enemies and action aplenty.
See trigger warnings at the top of my website menu. Be aware: I don't say a character is claustrophobic I write it in a way that tightens your own throat in empathy.
Betrayed and stranded on a hostile alien planet, immortal king Pietas faces a dire ultimatum: half a million of his loyal followers lie ensnared in cryopods, set to unlock simultaneously potentially sealing their doom. With no technology or resources at his disposal, these pods threaten to become tombs instead of sanctuaries.
As the clock ticks down, Pietas must summon every ounce of cunning to forge unexpected alliances. At his side is his sharp-tongued former captor, whose quick wit may be as dangerous as it is helpful, a brilliant telepathic weapons designer harboring secrets of her own, and a tribe of sentient panthers serving as his honor guard.
In a race against time, Pietas must navigate treacherous family betrayals and external threats to save his people from a gruesome fate. Will he rise to reclaim his throne, or watch as his legacy crumbles into oblivion?
Military sci-fi without the weaponry, but enemies and action aplenty.
See trigger warnings at the top of my website menu. Be aware: I don't say a character is claustrophobic I write it in a way that tightens your own throat in empathy.
Buch (kartoniert)
When the immortal king Pietas is marooned with no food and few survival tools, he knows it could be worse.
He could be alone. But that's the problem.
He's not.
Half a million of his people sleep in cryostasis, trapped in their pods, and it's up to him to rescue them.
He must manage it with an irascible mortal, an entire tribe of know-it-all sentient panthers, and one fascinating woman who's telepathic -- and a weapons designer.
All while dealing with the most dysfunctional family in the history of forever...
He could be alone. But that's the problem.
He's not.
Half a million of his people sleep in cryostasis, trapped in their pods, and it's up to him to rescue them.
He must manage it with an irascible mortal, an entire tribe of know-it-all sentient panthers, and one fascinating woman who's telepathic -- and a weapons designer.
All while dealing with the most dysfunctional family in the history of forever...