Nothing ruins a good cup of kaff than a spider teleporting on board... and these were in the six-foot-business-suite-and-tie range, all carrying blasters and a sense of entitlement like you wouldn't believe. They gave me a job to do, and held my ship hostage while I went to do it—and that's when everything went all to Hell. Exactly how I'm gonna get us out of this one, is a mystery to me. First step, though, is to bust Mack and the ship right out of their eight-legged claws. Piece of cake. Right? NOTE: The main character swears like a sailor, and the support cast aren't much better. If swears bother you, then this story may not be to your taste.

Bite his friend—and be branded a criminal—or let his friend die, it's a decision that has Oliver and Lewis running for their lives—and not just from the Lunar One Justiciars. The job went south, their client wants them to join up or die...and their target is out to get their data back—along with a side of revenge. With bounty hunters on their tails, Oliver and Lewis make for the shelter of lupari territory, but will the space wolves take in two stray weres, or will they turn them over for the bounty on their heads?

Abby hauled me off the ship before Tens had a chance to stop her—and that's okay, because I already owed Abs a favor. In fact, it was better than okay, because it showed us how much trouble we hadn't known we were in. But going against the Star Shadow hunt pack? Nullifying their contract to keep ourselves unchained and at large? That was gonna be something else entirely. NOTE: The main character swears like a sailor, and the support cast aren't much better. If swears bother you, then this story may not be to your taste.

I ran away from home to find a better life—not be forced into one. You can call me picky, but a girl likes to be asked if she wants to work for you, not coerced—and Odyssey should know better. Now, I have to find a way to kick free—of Odyssey, and my trainer, Mack—without getting myself killed. Surviving the mission is just the first step. Getting out from under, that's gonna take some doing. NOTE: The main character swears like a sailor, and the support cast aren't much better. If swears bother you, then this story may not be to your taste.

A relic from a near-forgotten war, an escaped concubine, and planetary annexation. When Mack's hunt for a crashed war ship goes terribly wrong, Cutter and the crew find themselves embroiled in the politics of rebellion, inter-species warfare and inter-clan domination. Throw in clan rivalries and a cub in need of rescue, and a simple wreck retrieval becomes a matter of life, death and Odyssey. The only question is just how much trouble they can get into before they need help getting back out...and if someone will be there to aid them. NOTE: The main character swears like a sailor, and the support cast aren't much better. If swears bother you, then this story may not be to your taste.

I stayed off Mack's radar for a good three months, or so I'd thought. Maybe he was just letting me run. He found me, kicked my ass and hauled me right back on board. He'd been doing that on and off for the past twelve months. Problem was, Odyssey was also on my tail, and, when this job was done, Mack was supposed to hand me back. Not gonna happen. And, now I was back to Square One: Kick free of Odyssey & kick free of Mack... just as soon as the mission was done, because how could I turn my back on *that*? NOTE: The main character swears like a sailor, and the support cast aren't much better. If swears bother you, this this story may not be to your taste.

Made hostages for a world whose international leaders didn't know how to behave, we ended up on a new world, one we have to make our own, where every step of civilization has to be earned, all over again. It's meant to be a world to hide the secret of our survival—but not all the aliens believe we have a right to survive. Torn between two rival factions of an alien race, we have to save our keepers, defeat our hunters, and get a message to the stars. And that's just if we want to live. Making a place for our families is another task altogether. NOTE: This novel was originally published under my pen name, Carlie Simonsen, but is now being published under my main author name, C.M. Simpson, and has not been given a series of its own, the Ransomeers.