This week, while Sulu plays flyboy in the desert, Chekov learns the hard way that real-world experience doesn’t translate to college credits. But when the two men are charged with a host of crimes, Uhura wonders if she may have to have her teacher’s pet put down. Will the boys be home in time for Christmas? Is the Lost Years concept out of gas? And what are some of the more mundane occupational hazards of corporate espionage? All this and more in Traitor Winds, the book that forces us to confront the existence of Klingon anime body pillows.
This week, when a bunch of races show up to open trade negotiations with Bajor, one bad apple bombs the bushel. Meanwhile, when a disgraced Cardassian officer goes Private Pyle on his Sergeant Hartman, he’ll need to rely on his knowledge of Ikea-manufactured space stations to help him lay low for a while. What’s a rule you should never have to say out loud? Are fake space cusses ever a good idea? And whose idea was it to make replicator and toilet parts interchangeable? All this and more in Betrayal, the book that has everyone missing Gul Dukat.
This week, the Enterprise picks up a face from the past who seems to have found his groove in the future. But when a scheme by the Ferengi shows a conspicuous lack of profit motive, more than a few people start to wonder who its true masterminds are. Where did Geordi learn to suppress his VISOR pain? Which sitcoms will survive into the 24th century? Will Wes get the win he needs? All this and more in Debtors’ Planet, the book that brings back the energy whips!
This week, Jake misses terra firma enough to take Nog up on some ill-advised shenanigans. But when their unwitting Uber driver gets kidnapped, suddenly they’re the ones playing secret agent. Is there any such thing as a poisonous snake? Is Vedek Bareil just chopped liver? And is there any way Ben raised Jake to talk to women like that? All this and more in Stowaways, the book where the beach is transparent.
This week, when the Enterprise aids a non-Federation planet with its rebellion problem, Kirk finally gets to work with a diplomat he likes. But when he’s pushed into leading the way, he’s more than a little uncomfortable with the ace the cops have up their psychic sleeve. Which senior officer would you not want to catch en flagrante? Could you eat rat meat if it tasted like steak? And what’s the latest on future sports popularity? All this and more in The Patrian Transgression, the book whose title sounds like a Big Bang Theory episode.