Friends in Command (Sons of the Starfarers: Book IV) goes live tomorrow! Yay!
This is the final excerpt I’m going to post. If you’ve enjoyed it so far, be sure to pre-order it now or pick it up when it goes live. And as always, thanks for reading!
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“Hey,” said Mara, putting a hand on his arm. “At least you were already an officer when they promoted you. How do you think it is for me, commissioned an officer and promoted to lieutenant commander all in one go?”
Aaron’s smile returned, though subdued. “Yes, well, when they asked who I wanted as my executive officer, there was never any question. Besides, it shouldn’t be too much different from what you’ve done taking over for Lieutenant Castor over in the platoon.”
Mara smiled. “Thank you, Aaron.” You have a lot more confidence in me than I have in myself.
“Don’t mention it. Here, let me show you our new ship.”
The Merope-7 was a short tram ride away. Designed by a Tajji shipwright and built in the shipyards of New Sirius three light-years from Tajjur itself, she measured two hundred meters from bow to stern—only a tenth of the length of the captured Imperial battleship GIS Starfire. Still, as they admired her through the windows of the docking node, Mara had to admit that she cut an impressive sight.
Her hull was long and smooth, widening near the middle and tapering toward the front where the guns were placed. The only breaks in the hull were the bridge, protruding from the topside just in front of the airlock, and a row of narrow portholes running lengthwise on either side. The wings were angled forward, ending in the massive engine nacelles. Put together, both nacelles were almost the size of the whole ship.
“Isn’t she gorgeous?” said Aaron, a boyish grin plastered across his face. There wasn’t any gravity in the docking arm, so he gripped the railing with one foot hooked under a hand-hold.
“Let’s go,” said Mara.
Friends in Command
The future of the Outworlds now lies in uncertain hands.
The Imperials are back, and this time, a ragtag flotilla isn't going to stop them. But they aren't the only enemies of the new Outworld Confederacy. Together, Aaron and Mara must face a threat from within.
The future of the Outworlds now lies in uncertain hands.
The war for the Outworlds is on. The Imperials may have lost the first round, but they’re back—and this time, a ragtag flotilla isn’t going to stop them.
When Aaron recieves a captain’s commission in the new Outworld Confederacy, Mara is his natural choice for second in command. But Mara never expected to live past the first few battles. She only joined the resistance to avenge her father, and fears the monster she’s starting to become. The only thing she has left to live for now is her friends.
The Imperials aren’t the only enemy in this war, though. The friends must face a threat from within in
SONS OF THE STARFARERS
BOOK IV: FRIENDS IN COMMAND
