This week, when some familiar faces claim mining rights on a volcanic world, Uhura is the only person they’ll come correct for. But when the planet’s biggest volcano prepares to blow its stack, the situation induces a suspiciously specific bout of deja vu. Will the Prime Directive subplot matter? Would pointing out the joke in the shuttle’s name improve or damage morale? Is Chekov a worthy contender for most suffering Star Trek character? All this and more in Firestorm, the final book in the “Star Trek Novels I Owned As a Kid” collection!
This week, while we’re all cooped up inside on account of the pandemic, Worf and his team are stranded outside in the desert heat. But when the attacker they capture escapes his bonds, they’re going to get more to drink than they asked for. Who’s holding up the best? Who’s going to be the most embarrassed when this is all over? Does Mark McHenry have excellent parents or terrible ones? All this and more in Survival, the book that needs to review its Pokémon weaknesses.
This week, when the universe sneezes, the dolphins are the first to feel it. But when the crew realizes where they are, they ping-pong the Enterprise off the Enterprise while they decide who gets to sign up for the espionage mission. What do this book and GameFAQs have in common? Has the Federation somehow improved its already dizzyingly fast trauma recovery speed? Did Diane Duane accidentally set this book during Wolf 359? All this and more in Dark Mirror, the book that’s chock full of bremsstrahlung.
This week, a space yacht hanging out inside a stellar cluster is only the first impossible sight of many to come for the Enterprise crew. But when they venture inside to visit Planet Germany, Picard and Ro make the mistake of sampling the wares. Now they have to escape or spend the rest of their lives posing as peasants. Will the Enterprise make it out in one piece? Will the Prime Directive make it out in one piece? Will Worf’s dignity make it out in one piece? All this and more in Here There Be Dragons, the book that swears it’s not touching.