Creating is my ultimate high. I make what I want to read and see. My audience is anyone who would agree to share in the experience I’ve created. I write with the adrenal glands. If it’s exciting to me, I write it. If it tickles the cerebrum and loins simultaneously in any sense, I’ve done my job. I write with the id, edit with the superego, and don’t really care about that middle part in between.
BLACK PHOENIX VOLUME II: RECLAMATION
They All Had Plans For Her….
But Cooper didn’t care about them. Resurrected from death, a voice inside her head, and body tampered with beyond all reason, Cooper isn’t interested in what the Planetary Army, the last redoubt of human resistance, had in mind for her.
She still has her son to find, and a daughter to protect. Alyssa, the one child she managed to find, is knee deep in the Planetary Army’s hierarchy and responsible for much of what transpired in the 15 years Cooper laid dead, undergoing the modifications now wracking her body.
The companions she made in her escape from Synchro Point, her lover Kelly, and rescuer, Walleye, depend on her new capabilities as a near immortal supersoldier to survive. Cooper knows little about the war with Nexus, or why it invaded her home, killing seven billion, but it’s a threat to her new loves and responsible for the deaths of her old ones.
If the threat of Nexus wasn’t enough to keep pushing Cooper and her friends forward, it has awakened a double threat that haunted her life from before.
Two predators that stalked her dreams and former life have been unshackled to hunt her down. She knows them all too well, and they know too much about her.
The situation, however, allows her one precious thing to gain…
BLACK PHOENIX VOLUME I: INTERSECTION
The last thing Cooper remembers is dying.
After her death, she awakens fifteen years later to a world shattered by the rule of an inter-dimensional alien collective called Nexus.
Seven billion people have already died, and mankind faces oblivion. She finds her ex-husband much older, wounded by gunshot, and watches him die as he tries to explain the new, dying world he needs her to save.
Resurrected from death by an enigmatic alien race called eyphors, she rises stronger and faster than she could ever imagine, but frightened by a demon-like voice in her head. Cooper winds through a maze of enemies, including human collaborators who dream of godhood in the order of Nexus, some of whom she once knew.
She is allied by the eyphors and the fledgling human remnants. Against them Nexus arrays its endless legions of cybernetic super soldiers, synthetic alien juggernauts called biomechs, and hordes of robotic killing machines.
Cooper’s body and mind are fused with vastly powerful alien technology that not even the eyphors completely understand, reborn, a Black Phoenix, to bring the six billion year rule of Nexus to an end. But despite the plans laid out for her, Cooper has only one goal: find the two children she left behind.
THE DAUGHTER OF WAR, VOLUME I: ZERO HOUR
-In the Wild, Only the Proud Survive-
Ellen Rilus grew up in an era of peace, unaware her mind and body had been designed for war by clandestine genetics. Her homeworld, Tecora, has enjoyed six centuries of isolation and prosperity. Born into wealth, the daughter of Tecora’s most militant defender, Ellen spent her first sixteen years of life barely aware of the storm brewing around her.
The Sons of Santiago ready to lead the effort to conquer Tecora. The Sons, progenitors of an ancient martial line that once threatened the galaxy, want Tecora as a foundation to embark on renewed plans of empire.
The Sons of Santiago carry the memories of their ancestors, building up skills and recalling memories through an advanced nervous system. Each Son possesses dozens of generations of skill matched to a sociopathic lack of empathy, utterly fearless and fueled with pride, greed, and hate.
Ellen’s only hope, and that of her nation, lies in using the secret strength with which she has been imbued, a secret she learned of only in the twilight of peace. Time might not be out, but in some struggles, survival itself might be victory enough.