***Warning: Contains Crude Language, Alien Blasting, and Sex.
Lee’s too wild for the military, but too good at his job to get rid of. The government's solution is to banish him to the outer planets until he’s deemed civilized. His latest attempt at rehabilitation has him signed on with an outpost colony.
He hates ranching. He hates taking orders from his boss. But he likes shooting aliens. Luckily, the planet he’s on is about to face a full blown infestation.
A part-time enforcer, all Jay cared about was those closest to him and a job that let him hit people. That was before a betrayal sent him packing. Four years later he’s back, but his former boss thinks he lost his edge. Reduced to proving himself, he's thrown a straightforward task: collect on an overdue debt from some elf.
As if life was ever that simple. With a vampire ex-girlfriend out for blood and a friend caught up in something dangerous, he has his work cut out for him. Jay always thought he was human, but his search for the elf raises questions that threaten his identity.
When you’ve seen as many catastrophes as I have, “disaster” becomes a relative term. But when disaster hits, feel free to do what I do—hang your head while waiting for the tight-wearing crowd to arrive. That only works if your super power is the same one I have though. I’m an immortal walking magnet for superpowered problems.
This new guy, Ted—a fake part-time villain who’s in it for the ratings and excitement—wants me to be a field correspondent for his news blog, and his offer sounds good. If I can’t beat ’em, expose ’em. The problem is he has no idea what my daily life is like.