Kennedy King [King - The Dogs of War

SkyLine : The Dragon Commander

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It's 2350. Cold Fusion, AI nanotech cops, and the SkyLine between a dying Earth and a developing Mars are parts of life.

Major General Christopher Droan has survived a crisis. It left him with trauma and a deeper understanding of his dads distrust for technology.

Now all he wants is to focus on the love of his life, Sheeba.

Its a turbulent time to be a Major General, even one resigned to desk work. But the calm can only last so long. When tragedy strikes Precinct 117 in Shanghai, Chris and his unit are forced to gear up again.

What waits for them in the heart of a robot with a beta personality matrix will change the planets on both ends of the SkyLine, mankind, and Major General Christopher Droan, forever.

SkyLine : The Captain, The Billionaire Boat and the Dragon Crusader

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The balance between human and Dragon rests on the shoulders of a young pilot on her first mission.

Dawn Redding. An Admiral of the World Crisis Committee, she stands on the threshold of the life she gave everything for. She only needs to bring in the galaxys first outerworld outlaw.

What waits for her crew at the edge of humanitys reach; the land of the Dragons: redemption, or damnation?

Other Experiences by the Author (Kennedy King)

Love of Olympia : Tournament of Stars (The Olympia Gold Series Book 1)

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Life was more simple as a servant.

Im destined to work under the boot of the Gold Standard for the rest of my life, to pay the debt of my dead fathers addiction to the most violent competition in the galaxy.

The competition Im participating in right now.

Everyone in my crew are servants. My best friend Devin and I obeyed the Totalitarian Corporation all of our lives. Not anymore.

Today, we fight for our freedom!

If we fail, the Corporation will destroy us.

The odds are high, but I never felt so strongly about anything else.

Is my will to survive enough to see us through?

Experiences by Other Authors in the Mind of Khan Studios Universe

The Enixar : The Sorcerers Conquest by Mikkell K Khan

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A sorcerer king, his wise advisor, and a young sorceress hiding her growing powers race to find an ancient power once thought lost.

The power to control the universe... or to destroy it.

The Enixar : The Sorcerers Conquest is a novella and dynamic introduction to an epic fantasy series you wont be able to put down! Complete with a strong female protagonist, Sorcerer King, and political intrigue, this series dives into the core of Epic Fantasy and Science Fiction that fans will love.

All at once, Dawns eyes opened to light, from nothingness. Her first breath was a sharp one that stung her lungs. She twisted her head around every way her neck would allow for a glimpse of her surroundings. Panic sunk deeper in her bones with every glance. Her world consisted of two and a half feet - barely enough room between circuits and levers to turn around. The pod, she remembered.

Dawn tried to remember her training. She tried to conserve oxygen. Calm. Calm was her mantra, one she just couldnt follow. How long had she been in there? How far from Mukurus had the explosion flung her? How would anyone ever find her, drifting through the dim darkness of Antila II? Each breath became an extreme, either deflating her chest to a tiny, dense knot or expanding it to the point of pain against her ribcage. Faces flashed before her, unlabeled memories of people she knew from the world outside her tiny pod. Hard as she tried and little as she believed, Dawn couldnt remember their names.

The gruff Captain with the hollow, hoarse laugh. The researcher with a great smile he didnt seem to know what to do with. The man with smoldering yellow irons for eyes, haunted by his own soul. Then theres the memory of a force, a warmth, without a face. She thought it was a woman. It confused Dawn more than comforted her just then, that all she could remember about her was her voice and a pink light.

Dawn. You were a good teacher. Im glad I met you. The womans words floated through her mind like her pod through the darkness. Heavy as she knew they were, they remained weightless without gravity to give them meaning.

A Alie Dawn tried to remember. Warm beads squeezed themselves from her eyes, without her full understanding. No, dammit! Dawn cocked her head back in frustration. What am I doing? She stopped herself a second before slamming it down. She turned on her side to curl up and consider her very few options.

It took a few minutes, but Dawn eventually settled on two real choices. Float through space indefinitely and bereft of memory, or jostle her brain to remember. To remember the people that had saved her life, the reason she was even near Mukurus when it exploded. Without it, she was left only with maddening mystery and oxygen for a few days. Dawn sat up, breathed deep and ran her fingers along every cold, glossy panel. She searched everything she could reach, then shuffled to reach more. Dawn found analysis upon endless analysis.

How about this one? Dawn asked herself. The tap of a finger brought up a fuel consumption report. Alright How about you? She scrunched up to prod another of the screens. This one showed a flight pattern - a hardly significant, straight line through space it had no map for. Dawn remained patient for the next eight panels she checked.