Rachel Aukes is the bestselling author of over forty books, including 100 Days in Deadland, which made Suspense Magazine's Best of the Year list. Her multi-awarding-winning novels have repeatedly been Amazon Top 100 bestsellers. She was one of the first Wattpad Stars, with her stories having over eight million reads. She writes in several genres, including science fiction, fantasy, horror, thriller, romance, and more. When not writing, Rachel can be found flying old airplanes with her husband and an incredibly spoiled dog over the central Iowa countryside.

Earth Under Siege by Rachel Aukes

First contact may be our last…

On a dark world far from our home, an epic war started a chain reaction, sending two alien races on a collision course with Earth. Secret battles wage on our soil, brewing a war that could change the face of humanity forever. If we can't prevent an alien armageddon, we'll find ourselves fighting forces with technology thousands of years more advanced than ours. The war is on, and time is running out. . .

A cataclysmic trilogy of first contact told from three perspectives.

CURATOR'S NOTE

•If you haven't already discovered the work of this space opera superstar, this is your chance. Rachel is an expert at weaving together far-flung settings, complex yet relatable characters, and breathtaking action in ways that will keep you glued to the page. As part of the Colliding Worlds trilogy, this book explores a secret war on Earth between hyper-advanced alien species, a war that could very well consume humanity itself. Once you jump into this epic adventure, you'll be dying to read the next book, and the one after that, and so on. Rachel knows just how to get readers fired up and propel them at warp speed through the kind of storytelling that brings universes of high-stakes thrills to dynamic, unforgettable life. – Robert Jeschonek

 

REVIEWS

  • "The Colliding Worlds trilogy is not to be missed!"

    – Manic Readers

  • "​A top ten book!"

    – Ashley at Step into Fiction

  • "This couple (Roden and Nalea) is among my favorites... like Cat and Bones good."

    – Smitten with Bad Boy Heroes
 

BOOK PREVIEW

Excerpt

It wasn't the first time a good idea had come back to bite Sienna Wolfe in the ass, but it could be the last.

She checked her phone again. No signal. She shoved the phone back into her pocket. Sucking in a breath of autumn air laced with the stench of burning wires, she took one more look at the crashed aircraft. Then she clicked on her flashlight and stepped inside.

The light sliced through the smoke and fell upon the pilot slumped over the instrument panel. A flight suit and helmet covered him from head to toe, making it impossible to tell if he was still alive or not. Trembling, she stepped closer and checked his pulse.

Alive.

A persistent beep echoed through the cylindrical ship, which she tried to ignore. Even though she had a pilot's license, she'd never been around a plane crash. When she'd heard something smashing through trees in the woods, she hadn't known what to expect, but she certainly hadn't expected to find what she had: an aircraft without wings.

It had to be military—top-secret at that—given how unusual it was. The ship didn't even have an N-number. Rescue helicopters hadn't shown up, leaving her as the sole first responder.

She blew out a breath and rubbed her hands together.

While checking the pilot for injuries before attempting to move him, a small sound under the louder beeping distracted her. Shining the beam toward the rhythmic plip-plop, the light fell on rivulets flowing down the wall toward a crumpled mass of sparking instrument panel. Bending down on one knee, she dipped a finger in the liquid and smelled the clear, almost gel-like substance. It was foreign, like an exotic nighttime plant, but the underlying hint of kerosene was unmistakable; it had to be some sort of jet fuel.

It was then that the sound caught her. The beeps were speeding up; what used to be a second pause between each was now half that. Earlier, she'd assumed the beeps were a proximity alarm… not a self-destruct sequence.

"Oh, shit."