Brought together by war, a soldier of the New Empire of Tykiss and a rancher's daughter journey to the Rose Sea to battle the insane demon-god of Tarin Tseld.

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The Last Centurion

by John Ringo

Exile-and Glory

by Jerry Pournelle

Between Planets

by Robert A. Heinlein

Other Times Than Peace

by David Drake

We the Underpeople

by Cordwainer Smith

Welcome To DEVIL'S POINT:
It's Hell on Earth!

The Devil's Point Amusement Park is open for business. Disney World is nothing compared to this place; it's got the Extinct Species Petting Zoo, a waterpark with real mermaids, a live-action role playing park with special effects straight from Hell, the ultimate Mall with every licit and illicit product the mind could imagine. Acres and acres of one-of-a-kind attractions, all at very reasonable rates.

And then there was Desire Point, where the customers could find exactly what they wanted. Of course, there is a special fee to get into this area....

"A hell of a lot of fun."—Locus

W200807 July 2008 Monthly Baen Bundle

Slanted Jack

by Mark L. Van Name
(119,600 words)

The Best of Jim Baen's Universe II

edited by Eric Flint and Mike Resnick

Laugh Lines

by Ben Bova

Hell Hath No Fury

by David Weber and Linda Evans

Exodus

by Steve White and
Shirley Meier

Paladins II: Knight Moves

by Joel Rosenberg

WELCOME TO DEVIL'S POINT! (It's Hell on Earth!)

In Sympathy for the Devil we saw how Satan's minions made a home for themselves in North Carolina. Now, Dan Cooley, a radio DJ who only wants to make the world a better place, meets Puck, an upwardly mobile devil with goals of his own. They make a little bargain�"Dan and both of his girlfriends will turn Puck into a gentleman and help him fit in on Earth, and in exchange Puck will help Dan reach more people with his radio show. Their deal works well.

Dan is getting great ratings and Puck�" thanks to his urbane new persona�"has earned a promotion from the Big Guy Downstairs, So Puck, in a generous show of gratitude, offers to help idealistic Dan reach even more people.

Of course,there may be a catch . . .

 "A hell of a lot of fun."—Locus

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1632

by Eric Flint

A Boy and His Tank

by Leo Frankowski

Hokas Pokas!

by Poul Anderson and Gordon R. Dickson

The Other World

by Mercedes Lackey, Mark Shepherd and Holly Lisle

ELVES AT THE WHEEL,
KIDS ON THE EDGE

There are elves out there. And, mostly, they're the good guys. Oh, they drive too fast (they love hot cars] but we'll forgive them that since they also make a habit of rescuing children in peril.

But this time it isn't just the children who are in peril. Jamie's father has joined a fanatical cult that is in contact with a supernatural entity that is ancient, powerful—and unspeakably evil. And Amanda is an abused little girl who has unheard of psychic powers. In her pain, she might lash out and destroy Earth and Faerie both!

"[This] is one of her rollicking action comedies. . . . The comedy is clever, the characters strong. ... As with any book Lackey works on, the principal joy is story; she sweeps you along and never lets you go." —Locus

". . . Lackey's usual sound characterization, brisk pacing, and intelligently detailed world building . . . Lackey remains an undoubted mistress of the well-told tale. . . ." —Booklist

"Romance, action intrigue all blend in a believable fantastic setting. Fans of Lackey and fantasy will be delighted. ..." — Kliatf

MAGE IN SHEPHERD'S CLOTHES

The attack was not wolf madness, but wolf boldness. They had come, had taken what they wanted without challenge, and they had grown confident. Now they wanted her sheep.

Now they wanted her.

The pack leader, silver-tipped-black and immense, faced Faia and strode stiff-legged forward; head down, ears flat back, pale, cold eyes gleaming. His lips drew back from yellowed teeth. He rumbled a warning growl as he advanced.

She clutched her staff, and her belly tightened with fear. There was no time to reach for the slingshot and the studded wolfshot. She made a quick thrust at the beast with her walking stick that caught him in the teeth. He danced back, and crouched for a leap, his eyes fixed on her throat.

Lady, help me!

Faia drew the earth's energy, thinking it into her staff, thinking, Give the staff strength!

And somehow, she was outside of herself, and staring down at the massive black wolf and the tall, rangy girl who faced him off with nothing but a brass-tipped walking stick.

At the same instant, she was inside herself, and the strength was there—earth-strength, Lady-strength, confidence. Faia, stilled inside, deadly calm, swung the staff up as the wolf lunged and caught him across the chest; the impact of his great weight flung her backward a staggered step. But light flowed from the staff around the wolf, blazing green fire. The wolf screamed, its voice for a moment disconcertingly human. Then he crumpled to the ground and was still—unmarked, stone dead.

At the scream, the other wolves vanished into the forest, disappearing like the memories of shadows.