Welcome to the Lacunaverse, the home of David Adams, the creator of the Lacuna series of books (and other things).
Welcome to the Lacunaverse!
This is my home away from home, a place where I place my thoughts and musings, and links to all my books (novels, short stories, or otherwise) that I've written and published. My mainstay series is the Lacuna series, but I do other things from time to time, too.
Lacuna Series Novels:
Some call them Demons, some call them Aliens, but to Chinese Naval Captain Melissa Liao they are the enemy. She is given command of one of three great warships built to fight the "demons", the TFR Beijing.
Her task is simple. Find who attacked Earth and why... then stop them.
Drawn to a desert world by the legacy of a traitor, the crew of the TFR Beijing discover something abandoned, something forgotten... something mysterious.
Buddha once said, "An insincere and evil friend is more to be feared than a wild beast...
... for a wild beast may wound your body, but an evil friend will wound your mind."
The scars of betrayal run deep... and Captain Melissa Liao will find out just how far the slighted will go for revenge.
But instead of warships, the Toralii Alliance send an ambassador to the Sol system. The message it brings is a startling, marked departure from all other contact with the species... and one that heralds a shift in the balance of power in the Milky Way, the most significant in hundreds of years.
The Toralii face a larger threat. A something their ships cannot catch, their weapons cannot touch and gravimetric interference cannot stop. The Toralii, for the first time in centuries, know the crushing grip of fear.
The TFR Beijing must face an old enemy, an enemy who has not been idle; an imperfect being whose ambition seems matched only by his capabilities.
Liao's child is born into an era of war and fear, and the spectre of oblivion looms over all mankind.
Humans thought that they could stand amongst the older races. They believed, in their hubris, that the perils of interstellar travel could be mastered within a single generation. That they would be spared the wrath of the Toralii.
Now humanity lies in ashes. The cradle of our civilization, Earth, is nothing more than a charred husk, a dead world in an empty solar system in an unremarkable corner of the galaxy.
The war is over.
Captain Melissa Liao and the remaining band of Humans, numbering barely in the tens of thousands, hold the future of their entire species in their hands. They must settle a new world, encounter friends and enemies new and old, and plant the seeds of hope in the ashes of humanity.
Lacuna Series Short Stories:
- Toralii Proverb
Hundreds of years before the Toralii attacked Earth, destroying the cities of Beijing, Tehran and Sydney, before they developed the voidwarp technology and destroyed their homeworld, they warred amongst themselves.
The hills of the occupied Kaater Mountains were home to thousands of prisoners.
A 1900 word story set in the Lacuna universe suitable to read as a stand-alone story.
They are initially identical and indistinguishable from the other until each is implanted with a stock neural net. From that moment onward every construct is different.
They all have one thing in common, though; all constructs are bound by rules. They serve. They do not question their place. They do not betray.
Each construct is different, but some are more different than others...
A 4,000 word short story set in the Lacuna universe but suitable to read as a stand-alone story.
Twelve years later, I was a not-so-ruggedly-handsome fighter pilot assigned to the TFR Sydney. Not the Captain, or flight leader, or anything similarly exciting. Nobody special, just one mostly-unmemorable pilot among the many nameless, faceless masses.
I'm Magnet. This is the beginning of my story.
A 5500 word story in the Lacuna universe, set during the events of Lacuna: The Sands of Karathi but suitable to read as a stand-alone story.
It's 2037. I'm Mike Williams, but you can call me 'Magnet', and I'm a fighter pilot on the TFR Sydney. Our flight leader, Iron, has a mission: Volunteer only. It's the usual gig. High risk, lots of unknowns, an opportunity to make history or die trying. Hopefully the former, but sometimes it's a little of column A, a little of column B, you know?
The mission's going to a place no Human's been, hoping to earn ourselves some desperately needed allies. Pretty simple on paper. Fly out to a rendezvous at a distant world, pick up an alien and take him to his blushing bride.
Although, come to think of it, I don't know if psychotic waist-high reptilians can blush.
A 13,700-word story in the Lacuna universe, set after the events of Magnet but suitable for reading as a stand-alone story.
My name is Mike "Magnet" Williams. I'm a lot of things: fighter pilot. Ugly bastard. Lord of all I survey.
I fly the F-88 Wasp, although recently I've been doing a stint as a gunner in the Broadsword gunship Piggyback. I was back on Earth on an important mission after a long time in space.
But now Fleet Command have another special mission for me. Apparently I'm a glutton for punishment. See, there's a Toralii freighter, somewhere deep in space, and it's vulnerable. Someone got the bright idea to steal it. Guess all their best people were unavailable, since they picked me and the crew of the Piggyback.
Since, you know, we did so well at the last mission.
We're going way out of my comfort zone for this one. I'm happiest when I'm in a cockpit, but this is something else. Something important.
If we succeed, we're doing to be doing something special, living out on the edge, hitting the Toralii where it hurts. We're taking the fight to them, and we're taking something they use to fight.
If we fail, nobody will ever find our bodies.
17,200-word story in the Lacuna universe, set after the events of Magnet and Magnet: Special Mission but suitable for reading as a stand-alone story.
I am Ren of Atikala. Kobold. Sorcerer. Warrior. I am many things and I have many stories to tell. This one is about my home.
Home. The word has a special resonance with us all. Great or humble, rich or poor, everyone cherishes their home and if deprived of it loses a piece of themselves.
I remember looking back at Atikala, its ceiling collapsed in, the homes of fifty thousand kobolds crushed under unimaginable tonnes of rock and dirt. I remember the feeling of horror and denial that immediately set in. I wanted to reject that this had happened to me, to scream to the ceiling until the rock receded, until fate changed its mind and restored everything to the way it was. I thought that life could not be so cruel as to take everything I’d known in an instant.
Oh, how I now understand that life can be capricious indeed.
This is story of how I came to the surface of Drathari and unwillingly traded a life for a life.
(now available for preorder!)
Kobolds die every day. Even hatchlings are familiar with death, taught to understand it from an early age. Death is our nursemaid. By the time a hatchling has reached adulthood it has seen a hundred lives ended.
Humans do things differently. Humans avoid talking of death. It is spoken in whispers, avoided in conversation. When they must discuss it they use euphemisms, silly phrases like ‘passed on’, or ‘sleeping’ or ‘gone away’.
They are hoping, perhaps, they can pretend such euphemisms will not one day be used on them.
These are some of the hardest times I have ever faced, along with some of my sweetest joys. I have so many stories to tell but this one should come next. It will take some time.
This is the story of how I came to truly understand death.
Here's some other things I've written.
Boldly Going: A Practical Guide To First Contact With Alien Species, And How To Have Hot Kinky Sex With Them As Quickly And Safely As Possible
Unfortunately science has not yet answered that first question to our complete satisfaction, but through the power of the Human imagination the answer to the second is now within our grasp. Science Fiction has provided us with a vast array of hypothetical alien species with which to potentially bump uglies with and this book shall explore some of the more popular ones, along with some general advice that's just super useful to know.
If you ever needed someone to tell you not to have sex with a Xenomorph, this is the book for you. Or maybe you were looking for help with wooing a Super Logical Space Elf? Perhaps you saw the Gangster Space Slugs and decided, hey, maybe I'd look good in a slave girl costume? If you've ever needed straight up advice about knocking boots with fictional aliens, well, you've needed this book.
Boldly Going is a funny, lighthearted look at how a particularly amorous spacefaring individual of any gender or sexual preference might go about achieving sexual satisfaction with any alien species. It's designed to make you laugh, and think. Or in some cases... not think.