Forty-five visions of what might come to pass, from writers such as Richard Bowes, Janis Ian, and Harry Turtledove.
Sand cats speak, ghost bikes roll, corpses disappear, and hedge mazes are more bewildering than you’ve ever imagined. These 11 fantasy/SF stories are “quirky and original” (Publishers Weekly) and will take you deep into other astonishing realities.
After she reads a corpse pulled from the river, Detective and Death Witch Mallory Mors is visited by its waterlogged ghost. As the clues dry up, she’s attacked with magic even in her dreams. If she can’t close the case, she’ll never be safe again.
Eile and Sunny are two young ladies who travel to the Dreamlands of H. P. Lovecraft, where they have heroic fantasy adventures. With a foreword by Elisabeth Waters, editor of the Sword and Sorceress anthology series.
Eile, Sunny, and Differel are spies. Their governments order them to contact an agent offering plans for a new weapon, but she seems to be playing a game. Are the plans fake, or is something more nefarious going on? With five more stories.
Professional time traveler Elise Morley is an expert on the past, but when a high-stakes assignment lands her a hundred years into the future, for the first time ever, she’s the one out-of-date, out of place, and quickly running out of time.
“Palpable descriptions of magic both enchant and disturb…Horn expertly weaves disparate story lines into a breathless, enthralling ending.” —Booklist
Lucy and Octavia Klaereon fight each other for control of their family and the Solomon Scroll in 1837, Venice. When Octavia is possessed by the god Ra, Lucy will do anything to save her, even if Lucy must die again.
Two engineers hijack a spaceship to join some space pirates—only to discover the pirates are hiding from a malevolent AI. Now they have to outwit the AI if they want to join the pirate crew—and survive long enough to enjoy it.
SOMETHING CALLED THE “BLUE JUICE” IS COMING. FOR ALL OF US. Luckily, me (Chip Collins), Pete, Nikola Tesla, Bobo, and FBI Agent Gina Phillips are here to kick its a**, and send it back to last Tuesday. Maybe. Or maybe we’ll fail. We’ll see.