BOOK 1: WATCHING THE SEA.

Second Edition.

The book starts far away from here, and centuries into the future. But it does not stay there. For all stories must start someplace.

A police officer is summoned to the remnants of a brutal battle in a desolate, and mostly abandoned, apartment building in London. He finds there a diary, one which appears to have been carelessly forgotten. Left behind by a mysterious man, a survivor, and someone who it will take years for him to find.

The diary itself? That is a book filled with the ramblings of a man he would otherwise have thought insane.
Insane? Perhaps it would have been safer for him to continue to think so. Something which would have been easier for him to do, were it not for that odd little inconsistency. That those who came for him that day, also did so with bullets which had been fashioned from silver.

A young man, battle worn and missing his beloved Royal Marines. A young woman, far away from home for the first time, and with a terrible secret she must always hide. A student, one fascinated by the science which governs our universe. An old man, far outside of his comfort zone…
and another man, a cautious man who is happily minding his own business. A man who is simply sitting on a beach, watching the sea... with no idea what is coming for him…

All thrown together into chaos.

Welcome to 1997, a year filled with... 

Second edition.

Two distinct stories, albeit very much connected stories, and which are presented in one novel.

In the far future: Who was it who attacked them at the comet? Who was it who then came to their rescue when all else was lost?

In the recent past: What happened in the weeks following that fateful night at the manor?

London, 1997. We find Kate, and she is once again fighting for her life. Only this time, she is fighting alone. Without her new family. Fighting to protect a woman who has come looking for her. A woman who is being pursued by those who very much need her dead. A woman with no one else to turn to.

For as much as there are monsters who walk amongst us, sometimes those monsters are very human. Greed, anger, and hate. Jealousy, too. The essential nature of humanity itself, it is too often monstrous.

But we start not there. We start once again in the far future, and at first, we will stay for only a short time. Much as we did in the first book. An introduction back into that world. This time, and things are a little less chaotic.

But this is a book of two halves, and the second story in the book returns once more to the future, after we spend a rainy day in London.

Epsilon, a colony lost amongst the stars. A pocket of humanity, separated from Earth by distances so vast they are barely conceivable to a rational mind, and which are once again insurmountable.

Their maps destroyed. The technology itself that had allowed them to travel so far, lost in the chaos of their catastrophic arrival.

There, we meet again the team who survived the attack at the comet from the opening chapters of the first novel. We do so as they return to the colony’s home planet. Bringing with them answers long sought. Miraculous technologies which might very well be the answer to their dreams. They bring with them hope.

But arrive to a welcome which is far less warm than they expected.

… and to a world far more complicated.

A Splinter in the Night’s Sky. Songs to dance to: The continuation of a saga crossing centuries.

We start in the far future, further than we have gone before. We see how things almost end in tragedy for the surviving crew of the Thunder-Child. We see how a desperate battle against an insurmountable foe ends badly. How a fleet made up from the furious remnants of so many dead civilisations throw themselves against a wall they can never hope to breach.

Although this is not our crew. This was the first-time around. The desperate events which were the catalysts that set everything in motion. Which lead our Kate to flee Earth for Epsilon. To come searching for an old friend.

In the past, we visit London. As Daniel clears up a loose end, one he has ignored for too long.
Jason, too long separated from his precious Royal Marines, pulled back in by events which changed the world.

Billings Hawkswood. A small village forgotten on the edge of a moor. A young police officer, who will look behind the curtain, where she will find unexpected things. New things which are also ancient. Undreamt of mysteries and surprises for even the oldest of the immortal werewolves.

We see the group facing their own demons and battles as they weave their way through the chaos of the first decades of the twenty-first century. Hard years, although not all of them, and we see war and fighting. Often brutal, sometimes desperate. But we see love, happiness and hope for a future which is unwritten.

But we also stop to check in with them as they simply... live.

It is not until the last story in this book when we return to Epsilon, to the colony lost amongst the stars.

We re-join the Thunder-Child as it returns to the Ark, fleeing the rebel fleet after the battle of the Iron-Moon. Its crew, now forced to face events of a truly galactic scale. Forced to forge alliances that go counter to every instinct, and to fight for their own survival against almost insurmountable odds.

Forced into a fight by a destiny, they are desperate to change. 

The world, staggering through the chaotic first decades of the twenty-first century, runs hard into a threat that no one saw coming.

No one, apart from Mi28.

Sunshine and beaches. Cocktails on a sun-drenched island. Peace: for a retired police officer hoping to while away his last years in relative calm.

It is the least he could ask for.

For an agent, one who has been sent out to the island paradise on her first mission, it was the chance of a lifetime. Finally able to prove herself in the field.

For Daniel, it was little more than a favour to an old friend and a chance to visit another.

Destiny, sometimes it is an utter... 

... Ripped away from the doomed island, rescued from what should have been their last day.
Which had been, the first time around.

Pulled into a very different world. One which existed far beyond the scope of their imaginations. With some finding versions of their friends, who were now impossibly separated from them by centuries.
Friends who had mourned for them. Friends, who had forgotten some of them.

Joining the crews of the Thunder-Child, and the Pequod, as they head off on a terrible mission into the impossible past.

Entering worlds of starships, of faster than light travel, and also time travel. Miraculous things. 

Unlikely things.
Dangerous things.
But they had prepared as best they could. They had, at least, done that.
It just had to be enough.
It’s unlikely that it is going to be. 

Monaco.

There is a new enemy out there. One with such terrible intent. Barbaric, relentless and already responsible for dooming all life within a galactic arm.

One which it is now their job to stop.

Lost, in the darkness between stars, they consider what steps must be taken next.

Who and what they should trust.

Knowing that everything hangs in the balance.

Heading toward a confluence of unlikely things.

A collision course, one that they are relentlessly steered toward by the inevitability of fate’s arrow.