Renegade War by J.N. Chaney (Renegade Star #15)
English | 2020 | Sci – Fi | ePUB | 2.9 MB
J. N. Chaney has a Master’s of Fine Arts in creative writing and fancies himself quite the Super Mario Bros. fan. When he isn’t writing or gaming, you can ﬁnd him in the Renegade Readers Facebook Group. The Facebook group is full of fans as well as universe authors who love to discuss the books and other related topics.
The battle for the galaxy approaches.
Under the guidance of the mythological gods, Jace must travel to Sarkonian territory in search of a woman he has never met. She holds the key to unlocking the Gate of Eternity, and with it, a weapon that may end the Celestials war against humanity.
But nothing comes easy in a galaxy under siege.
Even with the Alliance behind him, Jace and the crew have their work cut out for them. There are secrets still left to uncover, and the next battle could change everything.
He worked in the back of a tattoo parlor. Tattoos had never interested me. It wasn’t so much that I was against them, but I knew myself well enough that I figured I’d regret whatever design I chose. And sure, you could get them removed, but that sort of stuff was expensive, and I’d rather buy myself some bread and a ticket to space.
The easiest way to get to the building was to walk through the remains of several huge factories. It was safe enough in the middle of the day, so I opted for the quicker path.
My stomach ached again as I made my way through the side street toward the factory.
I thought about the buffet—all you can eat for one low price. The hygiene was questionable, what with kids sticking their fingers in everything and plates that weren’t always the cleanest, but I could sit for hours eating all the tasty food I wanted before they finally asked me to leave.
Or maybe I’d get a steak cooked just enough to avoid food poisoning from a Sarkonian restaurant closer to the station. That and a tall pile of sliced dorrel tubers smothered in gravy would hit the spot. My mind was so focused on food, I failed to notice the odd shadow sticking out from the open doorway. A familiar face stepped in front of me, suddenly blocking my path.
“Where you going?” asked Caleb. He was taller than me by at least six centimeters and probably weighed twice as much. We were nearly the same age, but you’d never know it by looking at us. As usual, the red-headed, freckle-faced teen wore a satisfied grin that told me what I was in for.
“Yeah, where you goin’?” another voice said from somewhere behind him. I didn’t have to see his face to know it was Eli, Caleb’s longtime accomplice. Wherever one was, the other was sure to follow.
I took a step back and cursed as I realized I’d touched my pocket to make sure the watch was still there. Caleb’s eyes flashed as he seemed to take notice, and he took a step forward.
“Found something good?” he asked, leering at my side. “How’s about you hand it over, and I don’t break your fingers. Sure would be hard griftin’ with broken pinchers, wouldn’t it?”
“Yeah, it would be,” I replied, debating whether or not I should just start running and hope my tired and hungry body could beat them.
“So?” he asked, holding out his hand like he expected me to drop my prize in it. His other, I noticed, was curled into a massive fist. The threat was clear, so I had to decide.