This sounds so bad, it's bound to be entertaining!
Black Hole Sun (Hell's Cross #1)
by David Macinnis Gill
Mars stinks
It’s hot. The air reeks of burning fuel; the rivers and lakes seethe with sulfur. In the shadows, evil men plot terror and beasts hunt the innocent. Out on the barren crags of the terraformed planet, there is nowhere to hide. No one to heed a call for help.
No one, except Durango.
Black Hole Sun (Hell's Cross #1)
by David Macinnis Gill
Mars stinks
It’s hot. The air reeks of burning fuel; the rivers and lakes seethe with sulfur. In the shadows, evil men plot terror and beasts hunt the innocent. Out on the barren crags of the terraformed planet, there is nowhere to hide. No one to heed a call for help.
No one, except Durango.
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