You have four more days to pre-order Victoria Cross: Colonial Defense Attorney for just 99 cents. Releases on June 15, 2019. On June 16, the price will be $3.99.

Here is a small preview:


As he raced down the metal stair steps behind Egoian’s warehouse, Mijo’s heart hammered in his chest. He had never been more frightened in his life, because he was pretty sure someone had just been killed inside the building, and if he didn’t escape, he would be next. When he reached the ground, heedless of the cold, he raced across the enclosed parking space toward a ten-foot chain-link fence that surrounded the property. There was no alley here, because the parking lot was used only by hovercars, which didn’t need street access.

He hit the fence at a dead run, leaping at the last moment and clutching the chain-link with his fingers. Using his shoes as leverage, he pulled himself toward the top, but when he reached it, there was a problem.

The fence was topped by razor wire.

Fortunately, the razor wire was angled to the outside, which gave him an advantage, but he still couldn’t grip the wire without cutting himself. For several seconds he teetered at the top, trying to find a grip that didn’t include slicing his hands, but before he found it, he heard a shout.

“There he is! The little bastard is getting away!”

He cast a desperate glance over his shoulder and saw two men on the second-floor landing, both in expensive business suits, but no less dangerous for that. One of them started down the steps, but the other braced his feet and took aim with both hands. He was holding a pistol.

Mijo saw the flash a split second before he heard the shot, and a bullet sparked off the top of the fence just inches from his hand.


Victoria Cross: Colonial Defense Attorney

Releases June 15.


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Nick #11 Now Available for Pre-order!

Colonial Defense Attorney is now available for pre-order. Just 99 cents until June 16. Get  your order placed now!


Here is a preview from the novel:

Nick turned…

Alfred Stenger was standing behind Judge van Wert, one shackled arm around her throat, cutting off her air. He held Nick’s second .44 in both hands, ready to fire if he needed to, but his main focus seemed to be to choke his hostage. Nick realized then that the gun hadn’t fallen out of his holster—Stenger had grabbed it as he lunged at the gunman.

“Stenger! What the hell are you doing?”

“I think that’s obvious, Marshal. Drop your gunbelt or I’ll kill her.”

Nick’s gaze shifted to van Wert, whose pale blue eyes were wider than he’d ever seen them. She stared at him in horror and desperation. He looked back at Stenger.

“What’s that gonna get you? You can’t exactly jump off the train at the speed we’re traveling, and there will be marshals waiting at Twin Harbors.”

“Don’t worry about that, Walker. I’ll shoot whoever I have to. Drop your gunbelt and give me the other .44.”

“I don’t think so.”

“You think I won’t kill her? I can break her neck off with just the flex of a muscle.”

A litany of arguments ran through Nick’s head, but he knew they would have no effect. Instead, he looked at van Wert again.

“What shall I do, your Honor? You have more to lose here than I do.”

Van Wert was standing on tiptoe. Stenger towered over her by more than a foot, and his beefy arm under her chin was lifting her up to his level. She choked for air.

“H-Help me!” she gasped, gripping his arm with bony fingers. “Don’t—let him—kill me!” Van Wert closed her eyes in terror, certain that she was about to die.

“If I give you my other pistol, will you let her go?”

“Not until I get off this train. I need her to get through the marshals you said were waiting at the other end.”

“And then what? Am I supposed to believe you’ll just let her go as soon as you’re clear?”

“Sure, why not. Once I get clear, she’ll just slow me down.”

“And you’ll release her, even though she’ll be able to tell us where you took her and what direction you were heading. Is that it? I’m supposed to swallow that?”

“You can swallow whatever you want, Walker. I don’t give a damn. Give me the damn gun!”

Nick shook his head. “You know what will happen after you kill her, don’t you?”

“Yeah. I’ll shoot you. For being stupid!”

Nick looked at van Wert again. Her face was turning blue, partly from being choked and partly from the icy wind that swept through the car. Nick was starting to shiver himself, and he was wearing a topcoat. Van Wert wore only a thin sweater.

“What should I do, your Honor?”

“I d-don’t… Help me! Do s-something!

“You know, this may not be entirely his fault. He probably had a crappy childhood. I bet his old man beat him with a belt buckle and his mother kept him locked in a closet. Maybe he just needs rehabilitation. What do you think?”

Panic flooded her eyes as she stared at him, still fighting to breathe.

“You b-bastard! What…are you…doing?

“What’s it gonna be, Marshal?” Stenger’s hands were steady as he squeezed the judge’s throat with the crook of his elbow. “Time to make a decision.”

Nick smiled.

“Tell you what, Stenger. Instead of breaking her neck, why don’t you just shoot me? With me out of the way, there will be nobody to stop you.”

“You’re asking me to shoot you?

“Sure, why not? If you’re man enough, that is. Maybe you only feel safe killing women.”

“Hey, screw you!”

“Go ahead, then. Shoot. And make it a head shot—I’m wearing a vest.”


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Nick Walker Is Back !!!

victoria2_finalStill tender from his horsewhipping while a prisoner on Sirius, Nick Walker is back on the job. But he’s on light duty, which doesn’t leave him much to do, so he finds himself helping his fiancée, defense attorney Victoria Cross, defend a pair of bank robbers who said they robbed a bank in…self-defense!

Victoria Cross, once a Federation prosecutor and now a Colonial defense attorney, is nothing if not passionate about her work. Although she and Nick work opposite ends of the law (he arrests ‘em and she defends ‘em), this time they are on the same page. Matthew and Allison Saulsbury robbed the bank because they owed a loan shark who promised to kill them if they didn’t pay.

Problem is, the loan shark, a former Star Marine, is determined to keep the defendants from testifying. His criminal enterprise is at stake and he will stop at nothing, from kidnapping to murder, to prevent the Saulsburys from exposing him.

Bank robbery. Kidnapping. Arson. Witness intimidation. Murder…courtroom drama and lots of gunfire. Don’t miss the explosive action as Nick Walker works both sides of the legal street…and Victoria Cross faces down one of the most dangerous men she has ever met.

Victoria Cross: Colonial Defense Attorney is the 11th volume of the Nick Walker series, and #12 is just around the corner!

Preorder will be available shortly.

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My Novels

If you attended my Author Talk on December 1st, or even if you didn’t, here is a list of  my novel series and the Amazon links.

The Fighter Queen saga

The Starport series

Nick Walker, U.F. Marshal


Science Fiction that doesn’t Taste Like Science Fiction…you’ve never read anything like it.


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TWO WEEKS LEFT to Pre-order Nick Walker #10

Nick Walker had no idea where he was.

He was locked inside a tiny cell in what might have been a brig, but was more likely a slave cell. It smelled of shit and urine, and from time to time, suspicious liquids of questionable origin flowed past his bunk. The cell was no more than eight-by-eight, barely big enough for a rack that was too short and a toilet that didn’t flush. The cell had no portholes and no lights. He couldn’t see out and was in the dark most of the time. Meals, such as they were, came twice a day, and only by that could he measure the passage of time. When he peered out the tiny window in the cell door, he could see two or three other cells across from him, but the dimly lit corridor stretched in both directions and he couldn’t see more than that.

The “food” was about as basic as it could get, one step above starvation. It was some kind of gruel with bits of meat chunks in it, probably boiled grain but not one Nick recognized. He didn’t even want to know what the meat chunks were. He had watched an autopsy once, and this stuff looked exactly like stomach contents. It was saltless, tasteless, and unsatisfying. At first he refused to eat it, but his guard said something that changed his mind.

“Still don’t wanna eat, tough guy? Suit yerself, but where you’re goin’ you’re gonna need your strength.”

Nick began to eat. The slop was awful, but it filled his belly. It also gave him gas.

After the first few days, which were devoted to pain and confusion, he had a lot of time to think. He was no closer to identifying the “pirates” than he had been the day he boarded Ashlan. He still believed they were Sirians, but was a long way from proving it. He would probably find out for sure when they reached their destination, but without some way to get that data back to the Federation, he might as well have stayed home.

Which, he was pretty sure, he would never see again.


Return to Sirius

Releases October 1, 2018

Pre-order now for 99 cents.

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Nick Walker #10 Now Available for Pre-order!

Nick Walker’s tenth adventure, Return to Sirius, will release on October 1, 2018. Pre-orders are now available at 99 cents.

This is Nick’s most dangerous assignment since the war. The KK has a price on his head and if they  get him, he is a dead man.

Preorder now and save $3 off the cover price. Releases October 1.

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Return to Sirius – Coming Soon!

Nick Walker’s 10th adventure, Return to Sirius, will release this fall. Here is a brief excerpt from the novel:


The minute Schwarz closed his phone, Nick spun to face him, a .44 in his right hand.

“Get down on the deck!” he ordered, and Schwarz spun in surprise. His mouth fell open and for a moment Nick thought he might try to run. Instead, he slowly raised his hands. His Adam’s apple bobbed and Nick saw stress in his eyes.

“What…what’s this about?” Schwarz demanded.

“I’ll tell you after you get on your belly. DO IT NOW!

Nick ratcheted back the hammer on the Ru-Hawk and held the barrel steady on the redhead’s face. Schwarz swallowed again and dropped to his knees, then sprawled on his face. Nick knelt beside him and reached into his pocket for the E-cuffs.

“I don’t know who you are, Mister, but you’re making a big mist—”

Nick slugged him in the side of the head with the pistol butt, then grabbed his left arm and pulled it behind him.

“When I want you to talk, asshole, I’ll tell you. Now be still until I tell you to move.”

Nick attached an E-cuff to the left wrist, then pulled the other wrist back and cuffed it as well. That done, he searched Schwarz for weapons but found only the pocket phone. He stood up and inspected it.

“Who were you talking to?”

Schwarz didn’t reply.

“I asked you a question! Who were you talking to?”

“You said—”

“Okay, yeah. I want you to talk now. So talk!”

“I was looking for my wife. She’s supposed to meet me on this deck, but she’s not here yet.”

Nick slipped the phone into his own pocket.

“Wrong answer,” he said. “You may be married, but you boarded this ship alone and you never left your cabin until after the ship lost power. Why did you choose to come out when you did?”

“Well, that should be obvious. I heard what sounded like an explosion and I thought the ship might be in trouble. Did you expect me to just stay there and die?”

“No, I wouldn’t expect that, but if you did, it wouldn’t hurt my feelings.”

Schwarz, still face-down on the deck, twisted to look up.

“Who the hell are you, anyway?”

Nick ignored the question.

“How soon will your friends get here?”

“What friends?”

Nick drew his right foot back and kicked Schwarz in the ribs, bringing a grunt.

“Don’t play stupid, Schwarz. This is the fifth starship you’ve boarded in five months. The first four all disappeared without a trace, and yet here you are, alive and well, on board a fifth starship that just lost power because somebody planted a bomb in the aft engine section. You may call that a coincidence, but I call it a conspiracy.”

Schwarz shook his head.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Nick holstered his gun and dropped to one knee beside him. He grabbed his chin and twisted his head until his neck almost snapped. Schwarz grimaced in pain.

“There’s a boarding party on the way, isn’t there? It should already be here, and that’s who you were talking to. How much time do we have?”

“I—I don’t…kn—”

Nick drove a fist into his left cheek. Schwarz grimaced and grunted again.

“Last chance, asshole! How many people are coming and when will they get here?”

Schwarz sighed, as if the game was just too difficult to play.

“They’re already here, asshole. You lose.”

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