Humorous

Seventeen-year-old Craig Blackmore is a first generation child of Golf Alpha One-One-Seven, AKA Greenacres, the heavy gravity and magic starved world that humanity chose as its first colony. Eighteen years after the Vorsook war ended, young Craig is newly orphaned, a fugitive from trouble, and bound for Earth to take a legacy spot at College Arcane. With a scant hope of leaving his troubles behind him, Craig begins life on the home world at the same school his mother once attended. The same school that produced the most powerful witch ever—Declan O'Carroll—the Steward.

The fleet manages to catch the Squirrel responsible for the horrible things they've seen recently. That should be a good thing, shouldn't it? Turns out it's only the beginning of their troubles, as their journey to collect a bounty on him turns into an adventure. Follow along as Bob and the fleet get the best of the situation.

Brad Mendoza always wanted to be an admiral, but now that he’s been promoted, it’s not all it’s cracked up to be. In fact, it’s downright stressful. So when he flees his responsibilities to go chase down some slavers, he’s hoping for a nice, relaxing mission with his new wife and their ragtag crew. But the man they’re chasing isn’t who they think he is, and Brad and Jessica soon learn that they’re the prey, not the hunters. Now, Brad has to defeat an enemy who’s better armed, better funded, and deadset on killing him and the love of his life.

Welcome to my world—I’m Allie Nighthawk, a flat-broke zombie hunter with more attitude than cash. When I roll back into Cincinnati, I’m hoping for a fresh start. Instead, I land knee-deep in not one but two murders, a mess of mayhem, and more zombies than you can shake a machete at. The good guys? They might not be so good. And the blast from my past? Yeah, he’s back—and not exactly bringing flowers.

This compulsive novel wrestles with vital questions of our time: sentience, purpose, life, death, and how to make a really good commercial. Told entirely through questionably obtained company emails, chat transcripts, TED Talks, training sessions, and more, this all-too-probable future pits emotionally intelligent AI against emotionally stunted humans.

Chris thought he had it all. But then his dreams of space travel ended in the worst way possible, and he was reincarnated as the goblin king of Rava. Now he leads a loyal-but-pathetic gang of blue-furred boneheads. And with his smarts, a tech tree gifted by the enigmatic System, and his army of extremely eager if accident-prone followers, he's managed to drag them all out of the muck and into an industrial age of combustion machines.

WORMS GONE WILD! It’s 1998, and the town of Demise, North Dakota, is recovering from the Meteor Murders, hundreds of deaths caused by alien worms but blamed on a mass poisoning by a doomsday cult. While nineteen-year-old Realene’s heroic actions saved the lives of many, she wants nothing more than to hide from the world and mourn the ones she couldn’t save. When a second half of the meteor is found north of the border where her best friend Nate is on a spring break trip, she’ll have to face her fears and venture into Canada to find him.

Ever since his own reality on Earth was destroyed by a demented supervillainess and her mad scientist dad, eighteen-year-old Martin Kilbourne's life has been, well, complicated. Sure, there are the usual issues, like otherworldly bullies seeking to literally destroy him, jealous girlfriends planning either his wedding or his demise, and constant threats of public execution. But those inconveniences pale in comparison to his main goal: to bring world-ending destruction to everyone who's wronged him.

Midwestern Mayhem! Remember the '90s? Well... the town of Demise, North Dakota doesn't, and they're living in the year 1997. That's because an alien worm hitched a ride on a comet, crash-landed in the town's trailer park, and is now infecting animals with a memory-loss-inducing bite-and right before Christmas! Now it's up to nineteen-year-old Realene and her best friend Nate to stop the spread and defeat the worms before the entire town loses its mind. The only things standing in the way are their troubled pasts, a doomsday cult, and an army of infected prairie dogs.

Carrie Hatchett’s been a dog walker, ice cream seller and birthdaygram girl—the clean kind. All she wants is a proper job. But Transgalactic Intercultural Community Crisis Liaison Officer isn’t what she had in mind. And neither is saving the galaxy.

Successful traders Jake and Nadine are ready for some well-deserved relaxation when they return to Delta. But the shocking news of Dashi’s death throws them both into turmoil. Who killed Dashi? How? Why? And most importantly, how are they going to punish them? Does Jake have the smarts to not only find the killer, but also punish them in a well deserved Jake fashion? And what about Nadine’s feelings – she keeps those sharp knives for a reason.

Carrie’s impulsive, reckless nature gets her in trouble again, and if she wants to keep her job as a Transgalactic Intercultural Community Crisis Liaison Officer, she has to pass remedial training. Little does she know that her survival and the future of the galactic empire are also at stake. With the help of her level-headed bestie, Dave, and her fellow alien trainees—an intelligent slug, a mysterious box, a large green blob, and a cylinder of hair—she might just succeed. But so much stands in her way.

This is the story of Captain Space Hardcore and his trusty manservant Ebeneezer Funkworthy, who find themselves tangled up in the Machiavellian power games of the Royal court of Aplubia: an alien culture who are as averse to breaded goods as they are to non-intrigue!

On the campus of Brackenford University, Christmas cheer is about to be violently, messily and hilariously shredded. Dr. Percival Archibald Blenkinsop is a brilliant chemist, catastrophic klutz, and sworn enemy of festive baked goods. And he has finally created the crowning glory of all of his limited achievements... He’s concocted a serum designed to render every mince pie on Earth completely inedible. Unfortunately for humanity, his experiment doesn’t ruin a mince pie… it mutates one.

It's a dirty galaxy and someone has to clean it. Avoiding the wealthy inhabitants on the upper levels of Station Kelly Kornienko is bot-programmer Triana’s number one rule. Well, number two, right after "eat all the chocolate."