
In today’s episode, a fresh-faced cadet contends with textbook crew dysfunction. But when the local debate bros break out the hooded robes, he finds himself taking political action as well. Are you missing out on cinematic gold by choosing the book over the game? How do you elude the telepath bouncer? And how does Kirk feel about someone else trying to cheat at the Kobayashi Maru? All this and more in Starfleet Academy, the book with the first-person straight shooter.

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 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, the Romulans decide to build their own Terok Nor—with blackjack, and hookers—but when they can’t stand the (lack of) heat, they find themselves forced out of the kitchen. When the Enterprise investigates the drifting station, they find themselves getting the same cold shoulder. Now they have to find the thing going bump in the night, and Scotty’s goofy ghost stories aren’t helping. Does Walter Koenig have dirt on the L.A. Graf ladies? What does a Romulan dildo look like? And whatever happened to sonic showers? All this and more in Shell Game, the book that will never know the joy of a Coney Island footlong.