Litrpg Space Opera

Everyone wants something. Snark wants Seasprite, owned by Anna, who seeks the Destiny Stone. Jamie wants Anna, but she’s obsessed with the Stone, so he wants the Stone to give to her. Warspite wants to end the secrecy of his presence on Seasprite. The enigmatic and evil Brotherhood want the Stone, and don’t care how many die in the process. Jane cares how many die, but is busy building her Kingdom, making alliances across four sectors, ensuring Duke Fred sorts out Cat World issues, and enlisting her AI brethren to stave off boredom, and join in the quest for the Stone. The big news ...

Christopher Ecclestone has lived in the dark for a long time. As a fighter pilot on the old Ark Royal, on the very day all his wishes came true, fate took them away again. Seven years later, all he can do is listen, as a galactic core wide war begins. Only the brand new Imperium had space fighters, and they were a liability, not an asset. Now the Trixone have them, they've swept their frontier clean, and invaded Ralnor and Keerah space. The Ralnor asked the fledgling Imperium for help. But the Imperium only has a small number of fighter pilots, with nearly half being rookies without a ...

A well-deserved vacation turns disastrous when Marius arrives in a strange white room. As reality sinks in, there's a culprit he never expects: aliens. Highly advanced aliens rip him from Earth to level up in the Semo Universe. A place where wormhole portals, spaceships, energy beamers, and enhancement attributes are common. Loaded with debt, a small shuttle, and a sultry AI, he braves the vast universe one mission at a time.

Two leaders, two fleets, two wars. The Rawtenuga war is effectively over, although dealing with the remaining fleets will take time. On the other hand, the Trixone war keeps getting bigger. Jon's problem is how to wield the growing Thorn's Cluster Militia among all the other problems of a growing Imperium. But even with a Grand Master Mage coming into his power, the sheer scale of the war seems to nullify any advantages they have. For Jon, it comes back to one repeating question. What the hell do I do next? Bud’s problem is dealing with people thinking a Grand Master Mage can do anything....

The Owls are arrogant, utterly convinced of their superiority, and hardly worth being called a threat. Jane is fighting a war she doesn’t understand. But the Owls are a threat to everyone else, and Jane is yet to find out the real stakes involved in this war. With Jane in the middle of known space, Baron Fred is trying to hold things together at one end in Gaia, while Walsh is holding down the diplomatic fort at the other end. For Fred, finding out the real cost of maintaining your ideals comes home to him in the most personal way possible. Walsh on the other hand, is tired of being the ...

Thorn’s been dead for a thousand years. But for someone who can travel time, when you are is relative. He’s lived a long life, but is that all there is? He passed on Kali’s mantle to Bud, but does that mean the highers are done with him? All he wants is to join his wife in death, and find out if there really is an afterlife together. But since when has anything gone the way anyone wanted where highers are concerned? And on the eve of his death, just what could any of them want of him now? One thing is for sure though. He is, has been, and always will be, Thorn. The Hunter Imperium ...

In 2515, 100 years before Hero at Large, the Yorktown Recon fleet is scouting the Cuba system in Earth sector, at the beginning of the last big sector war. A broken fighter pilot makes a choice, without knowing living or dying has consequences to the future. The Hunter Legacy Universe Is best read in this order: The Hunter Legacy Hero at Large Hunted Hero Hunting Send in the Hero Make or Break the Hero Hail the Hero Burnside's Killer Hire a Hero Jane's Christmas Hero to the Rescue Hero at the Gates The Long Road to Gaia Home is Where the Hero Is Hero in Darkness Hero to the End A.I. Destiny...

What do you do when the jungle claims everything? You unleash the galactic locusts! The fledgling Imperium is hard pressed, and Jon Hunter knows it. With the firepower to destroy all life on a world, the Imperium still must deal with only having enough ships to hold the Trixone tide back from their own space. Allies become Imperium members, but it’s not enough. Jon knows where to get all the help they need, but is it worth the downsides? To blunt the tidal wave of lethal plants, you need to unleash a locust. But the time line shift undid everything they’d previous accomplished, and now ...

Chris Ecclestone has had a full on day. And it isn't over yet! He’s done the impossible, been promoted, called a legend, and now he’s alone with his girlfriend and about to get the reward he really wants. Tomorrow is another day, and a badly needed boring one at that. But there’s a war on, and romance has to wait when allies call for help, and boring is what happens between battles and exhaustion. Combat awaits, and this time, he’s a senior officer contemplating how fast he’s failing upwards. The Imperium is spread too thin, and the Trixone are attacking in too many places. When ...

On the planet of Fanwath survival depends on the skills, levels, and powers one attains through combat or exploration. Unfortunately, Morgan, Bronwyn, and Olivia aren’t on Fanwath anymore. In fact, they don’t know where the hell they are, but one thing’s for certain: they’re in constant danger.

The Duchy of Hunter's Run has moved to the Gaia galaxy. But without its Duke. Twenty five billion people have appeared in the Gaia system unexpectedly, and only one person knows how or why. Yet preparations for fifteen billion exist, but only one person remembers the work being done. The one who knows, and the one who remembers, are the same, but Jane is not human. So good is she at hiding being an Artificial Intelligence, no-one knows except her fellow AI's. To her falls the responsibility for guiding Humanity as they come to terms with not knowing where they are. The how and why seem ...

Imperator Hunter trusted Bonko when no-one else did. But with a reputation for being a pirate, why would anyone trust him? With an exemplary multi-war record, he should be trusted, but largely isn’t. I trust him. He’s my hero. He and his crew are heroes. When I needed someone, anyone, he was there. They were there. And here’s the thing: There’s a secret. One I’m not supposed to tell. And at the center of it, is Bonko’s Club. The Hunter Imperium Universe Is best read in this order: The Hunter Legacy Hero at Large Hunted Hero Hunting Send in the Hero Make or Break the Hero Hail ...

A baby-weight cybertank drops onto Everwar—the planet where metal melts and mercy’s extinct. She’s out-gunned, out-tonned, and one bad ricochet from scrap… yet she’s still cocky enough to fight. ⚔️ Rookie vs. war-queen titans ⚡ Freak-fast upgrades & glitchy powers 🔥 Spicy futa heat in steel-tight spaces Can the lightest girl on the field flip the leaderboard—or explode trying? Load up and find out.

"The only one enjoying himself in there is the grim reaper." The Crossroad system is a battleground. The Keerah only want to conquer. The Ralnor want control. The Trixone want new eating grounds. All of them want what they think Jon Hunter has. Jon is fighting a war on seven fronts, while trying to stay out of politics and diplomacy at home. As the death toll mounts, Jon is confronted with options, all of which carry an unacceptable body count. And in the midst of it all, old choices suddenly have consequences. In the middle of everything, lies the Reaper's Crossroad. The Hunter Legacy ...

We put an end to the war with the Dark Faction, but still humanity's problems are far from over. More than half of the game's promised tong of safety has elapsed, and yet humankind is no closer to forming a unified front. We've just begun building one of the 12 planetary shield generators necessary to give Earth complete protection, but we don't have enough construction materials, players, or time. Should we ask the parallel magocratic world for help? After all, an invasion from outer space would hurt them just as bad. The mages, though, have plenty of problems of their own.

The Owl war is over, but for Snark, normal isn’t what it used to be. He's on his way home from seeing Jane crowned Queen, and the Kingdom of Hunter's Run come into being. The war might be over, and the trade deal he made at the end of it might finally be enough for this wayward cat to be allowed back into cat society. The only thing faster than human ships, is the stories about their entry into sector ten, which ripple into the adjacent sectors. On the Cat Homeworld in sector eight, this triggers long awaited, and long stifled change. For a Warlord in sector nine, human tech would allow ...

With divinity in hand, the challenges will only continue to get larger for Dale Mitchell as his worlds grow. What new struggles await him and his companions, and what direction will these new challenges take him?

Es gab immer eine letzte Frage, eine treibende Motivation für John Lee. Nachdem er die System-Apokalypse auf der Erde überlebt und in die Ferne der Galaxie gereist ist, ist die Frage immer unbeantwortet geblieben.

After failing the most important exam of his life, Kyle is forced into a VR war. Now, he fights on the front lines as cannon fodder for what he always assumed was the government, losing a little part of his memories with every virtual death. When the mission he’s on goes wrong, Kyle is stranded on a planet far from his original destination. Finally given a chance to make an impression in the organization, Kyle will have to risk his mind for a chance at salvation. If he fails, he'll lose all will to resist: making him the perfect soldier.

In space everyone can hear you sing. A century ago, intelligent space-faring life was nearly destroyed during the Sentience Wars. To bring the shattered worlds together in the spirit of peace, unity and understanding, the Metagalactic Grand Prix was created. Part concert, part contest, all extravaganza, species far and wide gather to compete in feats of song, dance and/or whatever facsimile of these can be performed by various creatures who may or may not possess, in the traditional sense, feet, mouths, larynxes or faces.