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J C Steel

I write sci-fi and UF adventure set on planets and in places parked just a little off-parallel with this one. Most of my characters have been broken at least once and got back up to eviscerate someone with the broken edges. I don't write to Grade 6 level, none of my characters could find PC with a GPS, and I'm ecstatic to say that my reviews divide evenly between "But it was so complicated!" and "Awesome!"

I was born in Gibraltar and raised on a yacht around the coasts of the Atlantic. I’m an author, martial artist, and introvert. In between the necessary making of money to allow the writing of more books, I can usually be found stowing away on a spaceship, halfway to the further galaxy.

Science-fiction and urban fantasy are my favourite genres to write in. I grew up on a rich diet of Anne McCaffrey, Tolkien, Dorothy Dunnett, and Jack Higgins, and finally started to write my own books aged fourteen. I can't point the finger at any one book or author that set me in my current direction, but I blame my tendency to write characters who favour drastically practical solutions on some mix of those. If I can toss in a bit of gender- and genre-bending, so much the better. Status quo is boring.

Through the Hostage

Khyria Ilan is a commander in the Cortii, the most elite mercenary organisation in known space. With a past she can’t remember, and commanders who would love to see her dead, her future is likely to be short: her command faces their ultimate test to prove their right to survive.

When the odds are impossible, sometimes the only thing to do is play the game...

Fighting Shadows

The Cortii are mercenaries, for hire to anyone who can afford their services. From their beginnings in humanoid pre-history, they have grown and colonised to span every galaxy. Every government uses them; no single government can destroy them.

To the Councils that rule the Cortii, eleven lives are easily replaced.

For the newest unit in their ranks, those eleven lives were half their number. To their commander, they’re a marker she has every intention of making good on, and while some of her unit’s wounds are less visible, it doesn’t mean they can’t be lethal.

Elemental Affinity

The Cortii are mercenaries, for hire to anyone who can afford their services. Every government uses them; no single government can destroy them.

A newly discovered world. An opportunity for the Cortiian rebels. And a mission for Wildcat Cortia...

The Federated Planets Alliance scouts have discovered a new human civilisation; a civilisation not suited to their usual contact protocol. They want a Cortiian to test the waters, and the rebel faction has a very specific commander in mind for the mission – Ilan of Wildcat.

To Ilan, the orders are a convenient pretext. To an ancient feudal culture about to join an intergalactic civilisation, the leaping wildcat and a rider all in black are symbols long foretold - heralding cataclysmic change.

Elemental Conflict

The Cortii are mercenaries, for hire to anyone who can afford their services. Every government uses them; no single government can destroy them.

After a decade in the Cortii, her independence is one of the few things mercenary commander Khyria Ilan still values, but when she finds herself caught in the coils of an alien prophecy, independence is only one of the stakes in the game.

Confronting the powerful mental adepts of the Elemental Order is a risk. Unfortunately, they're the only ones with answers—and the only ones who may be able to give Khyria back control of her own mind.

Unaltered

The Cortii are mercenaries, for hire to anyone who can afford their services.

From their beginnings in humanoid pre-history, they have grown and colonised to span every galaxy. Every government uses them; no single government can destroy them.

Irin Seviki couldn’t care less about Central Worlds and their genetic purity politics, but with his influential father dangling the lure of a business deal that could shape the future of a planet to get him there, there’s exactly one, very genetically impure, Cortiian he trusts to keep him alive and safe.

After all, she already saved his life once.

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