CHAPTER TWO:
Breaking the Glass

Shelley Huntington was less than thrilled with Kailin University. It was an old, respected institution built on Earth before there were any other inhabited planets to talk about. Ostensibly, the sprawling campus of white stone buildings-likely laced with nanobots and other technology-still belonged in private hands, ( Read more... )

This entry is part 11 of 11 in the series City of Glass
Hayley Lamar was defined by her teachers as a no-good, rebellious troublemaker-anything but a lady and certainly not a good student. Perhaps this should have bothered her. She was raised properly in the good southern Bible belt, after all, but truth was, the moniker didn’t bother her at all.

So ( Read more... )

This entry is part 10 of 11 in the series City of Glass
“So what is your specialty?” Jena asked as she carefully unlatched her cases to begin unpacking. “You’re vocational?” Her father had told her that only married students or students from the same program roomed together.

Jena’s father had wanted her to do the standard program, as he had when he ( Read more... )

This entry is part 9 of 11 in the series City of Glass
It was one of those things people did not talk about. Earth had been around before the Alliance and the Human Alliance Council. It was not only one of the original twelve worlds after Kippler’s was discovered, it was the original world, and all the outsourcing for resources could not change the ( Read more... )

This entry is part 8 of 11 in the series City of Glass
Jack Kiligree was simply minding his own business, wandering down Kailin University hallways towards the main section of garages and workshops, when he ran into his own version of vocational trouble.

Now, just to keep things straight, Jack was a bit of rough-it-out loner type, former militancy, ( Read more... )

This entry is part 7 of 11 in the series City of Glass
A computer made a soft pinging sound, and a petite (read tiny) girl with dark hair and a smattering of freckles across her pert nose removed said nose from where she had buried it in one of those dry and ancient tomes on the permissible style, forms, and terms of privateering charters and what ( Read more... )

This entry is part 6 of 8 in the series City of Glass
CHAPTER ONE:
Trouble Will Do

Dr. Clark Gabrin shook out his newspaper to read the headline better. He adjusted his glasses for the upteemth time and furrowed his bushy brows as he read. Things were not doing well with the HAC-Elysium negotiations. Elysia had been on the outs with the Council for ( Read more... )

This entry is part 5 of 8 in the series City of Glass
Stephanie hands off the disc in its solid state before she returns to her own ship and Tyreke. She did what she came to do: found Evan, got the disc from him, and gave it to the militancy. Now she can take a moment to breathe because she is Talon, and the Darkstation sensors have decided their ( Read more... )

This entry is part 4 of 8 in the series City of Glass
The Class-I speeder is typical Elysium: all dark glass and a heartbeat from the vastness of the cosmos, but it is still an I. More like manned guided missile than spaceship, it houses little more than Seara and a couple of engines.

She does not need more. She is a spacer and space is the one ( Read more... )

This entry is part 3 of 8 in the series City of Glass
Gnell is the diminutive secret weapon of the militancy station on Sellus, Motac’s nearest, dinghy little grey moon, where to step outside is death by suffocation from the dust. Of course, one of the primary reasons Gnell is a secret is that she would never make such a mistake as to step outside ( Read more... )