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A deadly virus, a dying cub, a world in the balance, and all that's needed to save them is PURR MISSION. Major Tom’s dander is up. His cub is dying of the Morient Virus, and this cat knows that the Ramses Empire's sworn enemies are responsible (the deceitful feline bastards!), but bureaucats have ordered him not to go to their planet to recover the antidote. Well, it’s easier to beg forgiveness than to ask purrmission. Ready for heroism, adventure, space, spies, and lives in the balance? Give “Purr Mission” a listen.

Anthros Galactica is a science fiction series narrated over multiple episodes. Episode three of the series is called The League of Psions. The series is a Space Opera about our humanity's long-forgotten past in the Milky Way Galaxy, which arose out of several ancestral humanities that lived among various star systems of the early Milky Way Galaxy. The third episode continues the story of two ancient, long-forgotten humanities, the Orion Empire in the constellation of Orion and the Omicron Order in the constellation of Scorpius.

His first mission takes a sudden turn, and now he's fighting for his life against impossible odds... After experiencing true failure for the first time in his young life, a shaken Highensign Westyr Shelhou embarks on his inaugural assignment for the Unity Fleet. In an unexpected re-assignment, he finds himself dirtside with troops prepared to engage an adversary resolved to fight to the death.

2086. Die Erde ist vergiftet, die Menschheit nahezu ausgelöscht. Nur eine künstlich erschaffene Stadt am Äquator bietet den letzten Überlebenden Schutz unter einer riesigen Kuppel: die City of Seasons.

First Lieutenant Jacob Brown von den Marines langweilt sich. Seit Monaten sitzt er auf einem fremden Planeten herum und wartet auf den Rückrufbefehl für sein Scout-Team, das sich ausruhen soll und dann neu ausgerüstet würde. Auf der vorherigen Mission musste das Team durch die Hölle gehen und verlor sowohl den Kommandeur als auch sein Schiff. Momentan übernimmt Jacob die Rolle des Kommandeurs von Team Obsidian, und ihr Schiff ist ein altes, ramponiertes Kampf-Shuttle, das sie von Drogenschmugglern auf dem Planeten Niceen-3 gestohlen haben.

Gaining intel that a high-value target is aboard a luxury starliner, REC-Team Pelican hightails it to intercept. Dropping in system, they arrive to find the starliner crashed, enemy combatants swarming the vessel, and thousands of people in need of rescue from the ocean swallowing the ship. And while the REC-team works to avoid dangers at sea, their enemies close in for the kill. Can the team accomplish their mission and save the passengers? Or will their creed to bring the heartbeats home take a back seat to finally exposing the cabal that forced them into hiding?

Commanding a complex starship is the least of Mitch's worries. Using his buddy's starship to swoop to the rescue of beleaguered outposts or single-handedly blast his way through enemy squadrons is nothing new; Mitch has been doing that for weeks now. But dealing with the reckless—not to mention mutinous—scheme of the woman he trusts is a whole new challenge he hadn't expected.

Evan and Anya flee Aethos with a target on their backs. Unfortunately, the ship's sentient AI is missing thousands of years of history and is just as surprised to be on the run. As they search for the ship's makers, Evan and Anya soon discover that the interstellar plot to transform the Commonwealth with alien tech runs much deeper than they'd ever imagined.

Their trip through the Androski wormhole didn't take them on the journey they expected, and now Reyanne and the team face a new challenge: stay or go? Stay on this new Earth and make a fresh start, or risk going back through the wormhole, not knowing where they will end up. Neither is ideal, and both have unpredictable consequences. There are still too many unanswered questions about what happened on Earth, and the more the team search for signs, the more they realize how little they really know.

They harvest us. They breed us. They feed from us… There is no hope… Not until one fateful moment when my eyes open and I see something streaking across the skies.

Die Darshik-Offensive lässt nach, aber der Krieg ist noch lange nicht vorbei. Während sich die erschöpften Einheiten der Föderation nach der Abwehr der letzten Invasion der Darshik auf einen Gegenangriff vorbereiten, gibt es Berichte über eine neue, mächtigere Schiffsklasse, die tief in den terranischen Raum eindringt.

L'Impero Astralis è proiettato verso la conquista di nuovi settori della galassia, ma un mistero incombe dal passato, e un potente impero non può tollerare punti oscuri nella propria storia. L’archeologa Akia K’Prock indaga, mentre sopraggiunge una nuova minaccia...

Gestern noch meinte ich, alles in meinem Leben würde sich zum Guten wenden. Ich hatte mich geirrt. Da war ich aber auch noch das reichste Wesen der Galaxie, die mächtige Königin von Lyridis, berühmt und gefeiert. Und heute? Das Unglück dauerte weniger als einen Wimpernschlag: Mein stolzes Schiff, mein Zuhause samt Park und See – alles binnen Millisekunden in atomaren Staub verwandelt. Von einem Moment auf den anderen wurden ich und meine Untertanen obdachlos. Wenigstens haben wir alle überlebt, sind aber nun meinen Feinden schutzlos ausgeliefert.

When the Spacehawk drops onto Ganymede Mine 12-C, Team Lead, Alpha, expects a routine welfare check. Instead, she finds a dead comms grid, doors booby-trapped for overpressure, and a warning finger-scribbled on glass: DON’T ANSWER THE LIGHT.

John Donovan is a Frontiersman: smuggler, pilot, and professional debtor. He'll haul anything for the right price—cargo, cattle, fugitives, even a preacher with secrets too big to pray away. When a desperate job takes him through the forbidden space of the warlike Peko, Donovan figures it's just another high-risk run. Between hostile aliens, scavenger pirates, and a haunted luxury cruiser adrift in the void, Donovan and his mismatched crew are in for the ride of their lives.

Das Jahr 2136: Die Menschen haben den Krieg gegen die Insekten-Aliens verloren. Auch die Erde ist verloren, die Menschheit so gut wie ausgelöscht. Die wenigen Überlebenden haben Zuflucht auf dem unwirtlichen Planeten Neu Terra gefunden. Doch die Zukunft der menschlichen Rasse wird zum politischen Spielball verschiedener Spezies. Und in den Tiefen des Weltalls lauert ein alter Feind - bereit zu einem letzten vernichtenden Schlag.

Außerirdische Raumschiffe im Anflug auf die Erde sind keine Seltenheit mehr, sondern mittlerweile eine alltägliche Realität. Die ‚Unbekannten Flugobjekte‘ der Vergangenheit wurden zu Fähren und Shuttles im Liniendienst zwischen den Planeten der UoS. Die Menschen auf der Erde haben sich bereits an den Anblick des Dockrings gewöhnt, wo die Excalibur, der neue Stolz der Whiteguards, vor Anker liegt.

One-hundred and thirty years ago, an alien race known as the Hunduns invaded Earth. The survivors of their brutal attack now live in space, aboard the Worldship Honour. Now their resources are nearly depleted, the Emperor has called a conscription draft for a final attack in hopes of retaking Earth.

Horus is dead. Terra lies in ruins. Amid the rubble of the Palace, shell-shocked survivors emerge into the light of an uncertain dawn. New powers are present now, ones that have travelled the length of the galaxy to bring salvation to the Imperium, though they are as readily cast as usurpers as redeemers. The survivors of the Traitors’ Grand Armada, now scattered and desperate to escape vengeance, are riven with doubt and dissension, and their gods too are silent. Amid all the grief and confusion, some hopeful souls believe the war to be over and an era of renewal just ahead.

When a test of a breakthrough drive ends in tragedy, Commander Mara Ellington, pilot Imani Brooks, and young engineer Elias Chen are marooned near a labyrinth of stone canyons the maps call Cathedral Spires. Their only guide is an improbable signal hidden in the static, three simple notes that echo an old Psalm and point toward forgotten Sparrow caches that were meant to keep the lost alive. With oxygen thin and time thinner, the crew wrestles grief, guilt, and a rising storm. An AI that is learning gentleness keeps watch. A tug called Gabriel fights its own corridor of peril.