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Survival. Secrets. Starships. Imagine crash-landing on a deadly alien planet, your ship sabotaged, your trust shattered. In Stranded, A.K. DuBoff catapults readers into an electrifying race against time, where gritty survival meets interstellar conspiracy. From pulse-pounding action scenes and spine-tingling discoveries to characters you'll root for long after the last page. Find out why readers are calling it the next sci-fi epic you absolutely cannot miss.

Humanity's got its sights set on Alpha Centauri, and we're not exactly known for subtlety. Forget rockets, think lasers blasting tiny space-chips to our nearest stellar neighbor at a casual 20% the speed of light. Sure, there are pesky issues like cosmic dust bullets, budget nightmares, and four-year Zoom lag, but if all goes well, expect humanity's first interstellar selfie by the late 2050s. Join us for a snarky, wild ride toward the stars, because every audacious journey starts with strapping lasers onto tiny spacecraft.

Think turning Mars or Venus into Earth 2.0 is a walk in the park? Think again. Terraforming is a colossal headache involving mega-mirrors, toxic clouds, and probably a few planetary disasters. Ready to see why making aliens’ homes livable might just be the craziest engineering stunt ever? Buckle up.

Is Quantum Tech Killing Stealth? Meet the Battlefield’s New All-Seeing Eye. Quantum sensing might soon strip stealth submarines and aircraft of their invisibility cloaks. With quantum magnetometers sniffing metal hulls and gravimeters sensing gravity shifts, hiding is about to become impossible. Welcome to the battlefield of tomorrow, where quantum physics leaves nowhere to hide.

Asteroids and aliens threaten Earth, yet our “defense” is a few telescopes, one underfunded office, and committee meetings, while rocks cruise and little green men wait in the wings. Bottom line: we’re marginally better than dinosaurs, but only if we stop dithering and actually fund real planetary defense.

Tanks have been the undisputed monarchs of the battlefield for over a century. Yet in conflicts from Ukraine’s open plains to Gaza’s urban labyrinths, cheap drones and precision-guided munitions have exposed glaring vulnerabilities. As thousands of armored vehicles fall to loitering munitions and long-range rockets, militaries worldwide are asking: are tanks worth the hefty price tag and logistical headache, or have they become glorified museum pieces?

Giant humanoid mechs look cool but are tactically indefensible; tall, fragile, and maintenance-heavy, they make easy targets in an age of long-range precision fire. Tanks and drones outperform them in durability, cost, and stealth. Instead, the near future lies with power armor and mixed human-AI teams; elite soldiers in exoskeletons commanding semi-autonomous drones, backed by remote fire support.

Rick Partlow’s Archangel kicks off the Archangel series with a rocket-assisted leap into powered armor warfare, black-ops politics, and transhuman morality. Partlow blends the pace of a modern shooter with themes pulled from Heinlein and Scalzi, military service, cybernetic identity, and the price of obedience.

Let’s be real: if your sci-fi squad isn’t hurtling through the sky in a duct-taped flying coffin, are you even fighting? Dropships are the mullets of military hardware—business in the front (troops), party in the back (explosions, mayhem, someone inevitably screaming “GO! GO! GO!”).