Luke Mitchell

My name is Haldin Raish. Legionnaire. And the High General just murdered my parents. My dad was well respected in the Legion. Always had a reputation for doing the right thing, no matter the cost. He was a good man. And whatever he stumbled onto got them both killed. Messily.

In a world devastated by alien invasion, Jarek and Rachel were never paragons of heroism. They survived, same as anyone else. They protected what was dear—Jarek with his exosuit and beloved AI companion, Rachel with her brother. They kept things simple... until the raknoth came and took it all away.

My name is Haldin Raish. Legionnaire. And the High General just murdered my parents. My dad was well respected in the Legion. Always had a reputation for doing the right thing, no matter the cost. He was a good man. And whatever he stumbled onto got them both killed. Messily.

Reeling in the aftermath of the White Tower incident, Haldin Raish is struggling to get by. What he needs is time, peace and quiet, and probably the ear of an attentive soothsayer. But the raknoth have other plans...

Nate Arturi isn't a knight in shining armor. He sure as hell isn't a king. And the last time someone called him heroic, it was because he fetched his neighbor's corgi off the roof....

An ancient legend. A snarky sword. And a reluctant hero who’s about to regret everything. Nate Arturi never wanted to save the world. He wanted to graduate, land a decent job, and maybe figure out why his neighbor's corgi keeps climbing onto roofs.

In the wake of the troglodan attack on Earth, fledgling Knight Nate Arturi and his unruly crew venture into Alliance space in pursuit of the mysterious Black Knight....

After 2,000 years, the Synth have returned. Terror grips the galaxy as brave Alliance heroes race to banish the ancient evil once and for all. But far behind enemy lines, cut off from all escape, one lone Knight learns that the truth of war is rarely so simple....

King Sparda Kalnoroc is no mortal to be shaken by the likes of one rogue Excalibur Knight. He may not even be mortal at all, if the rumors are to be trusted.

Amidst harrowing famine and deadly aliens who hunt humans and turn them into scaly mutants, Jarek is having a pretty good day. But when his weaponized suit is stolen, he'll stop at nothing to get it back....

In the wake of the hybrid massacres, a devastated Enochia looks to their leaders for answers. From the safety of his White Tower, the High Cleric gives them. "Look no further than to those who upset Enochia's natural order to begin with," he says.

For the first time in history, human and raknoth stand united against the doom coming to swallow them all whole. Okay. On second thought, "united" is probably a strong word. Turns out, mutual fear of galaxy-conquering super monsters does not a steadfast alliance make....

That awkward moment when you saved the day but doomed the planet...It all went off without a hitch. Okay, so there were hitches. Lots of hitches....

Lilly Cross has a secret. The kind that’s to die for. Never mind that she’d walked away from her arcane gifts years ago. Never mind that she’d built herself a perfectly normal life—a daughter, and a family that needed her. Never mind that she was damned near happy.

Following the Catastrophe, the plan was simple enough. Scavenge for food. Avoid marauders. And above all else, keep his head down. No problem at all. Especially not with a one-of-a-kind exosuit and a cheeky AI companion on his hands. But when Jarek stumbles onto a back alley mugging gone wrong...

Now, scattered and hunted by the monstrous rakul, Rachel and Jarek must do everything they can to protect their friends and keep their brewing Enochian weapons safe long enough for one slim chance at turning the tides....