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New Release – Spaceport Vol. 1

Adana is a rundown Spaceport at the edge of nowhere occupied by those who choose to live outside the control of the Allied Planets. If you want to hideout, partake in pleasures or sell smuggled or stolen goods, Spaceport Adana is the place for you.


The stories:

Security by Shelby Morgen: Commander Kala Decoltéir always gets her man, and she wants the space pirate they call Dancer — no matter who — or what — he is. This time, Dancer has no escape.

Trash & Treasure by Mikala Ash: Award-winning reporter for the Adana Observer Holly Barberossa finds herself once again in her natural environment, hot water.

Bite by Marteeka Karland: The last thing Dryson expects when he takes his latest shipment of smuggled goods to Spaceport Adana is to end up with a Rajian sex slave, Sasha. Sasha is a force to be reckoned with, and her bite is definitely worse than her bark.

Scavenger by B.J. McCall: Scavenging space junk isn’t glamorous or lucrative, but finding a disabled Allied Planets Security drone is an unexpected treasure Captain Anexa Loy can’t pass up.

Experience Spaceport Adana through the eyes of the characters.

Dancer of Security by Shelby Morgen

“Welcome to Spaceport Adana, Captain Dancer. Please proceed to docking bay 7-192. Have all documents ready and prepare to be inspected.” The voice was androgynous, cool and mechanical. The announcement repeated in half a dozen popular languages.

Red Earth. Minerals mined from the shattered world beneath the port fueled the galaxy — and the economy. Gave men like him a reason to exist.

Some of his trade was even legal.

The inspection took all of five minutes, and five hundred credits. For a thousand he could have skipped the show altogether, but there were other ways he’d rather spend his money. Like cheap women, fried food, and stale ale.

Kiosks lined the corridors between the docks and the main mall area. Every square inch of available surface sported some sort of barker hawking disreputable wares.

He fit right in.

A large digital display above the buffer plates read 21:13 hours. Dancer had seventeen minutes to kill before his consignee arrived. A small, unresplendent booth manned by a blue-haired whore offered no menu, but then, her body told her story. Fake blue hair and tattoos that mimicked the markings of the high class pleasure slaves of Nil Raja, but the markings were all wrong. Unless she was really a man.

Not that it mattered all that much.

Maxim of Trash and Treasure by Mikala Ash

The corridors were as busy as they usually were. Adana never slept and Maxim often wondered what drew people here. There were prettier, richer and far safer places in the galaxy to live, yet Adana seemed to attract unusual people as if it was a vortex for oddballs. Sometimes he considered himself one of those hapless misfits caught up in Adana’s strange attractor.

No one gave him a second glance, even though he was carrying a body bag with the unmistakable shape of a human body inside it. He expected at any time someone to comment on it, but not even a ‘Port Security officer challenged him.

Dryson of Bite by Markeeta Karland

“This is the Crimson Star requesting permission to dock.” Dryson approached Spaceport Adana with care. The planet Spaceport Adana now circled had once shared an orbit with its twin — also called Adana — but the other planet had long since been obliterated, leaving a highly volatile asteroid field in its stead and a handful of local inhabitants who now made their home on Spaceport Adana. It was they who had named the station. It made for difficult navigation under the best of circumstances. Even though he’d padded the pockets of the appropriate people, he still worried about being double-crossed. Smugglers, as a rule, looked out for each other. To a point. As many times as he’d come to Spaceport Adana, he’d made a few enemies. He did a lucrative business here, and it was one of his favorite stops, but he would only risk so much.

This time, he carried much-needed medical supplies and much-wanted Old Earth coffee and chocolate. Both came from outside Interplanetary Allied Council influence, both were better grade than one could get from IAC, and neither were anything he wanted to be caught with. After this run, he’d take a vacation.

Anexa – Scavenger by B. J. McCall

Anexa glanced at Davis as they entered a section called Havoc where the restaurants and bars catered to the underprivileged young people of Spaceport. The narrow metal streets were cramped and beggars stood in doorways. The smell of unwashed bodies mingled with the stench of puke and stale air. Above a clothing store sporting riot bars on the doors, music blasted from an open window.

Two punks with purple hair pushed through the crowd without regard for the old or the infirm, but quickly stepped aside when confronted with Davis’s determined gaze and purposeful stride.

Anexa guided Davis into an alley favored by Zonkers. Addicts with telltale injection tracks running along the column of their necks slept on filthy mattresses lined along one side. At the far end of the alley was Mayhem, a bar famous for cheap beer and local bands.

SPACEPORT VOLUME 1 available now at Changeling Press




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