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Grass Eaters Book 3 Full Files

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Grass Eaters 3 | 107 | Pax Galactica III

Uintrei and Beth

As the executive officer of a ship that launched nuclear and strategic weapons, it was probably a good thing for everyone involved that Uintrei never saw combat again. Eventually, her captain Bert retired, and she was promoted into his place. A few years later, she too retired at the rank of rear admiral, after the Federation military integrated with the Republic’s an...

Grass Eaters 3 | 106 | Cogito Ergo Sum

Content Warning

Content warning for explicit descriptions of violence and self-harm.

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“Over here! Over here! I smell a trail! Over here!”

Cursing quietly, Svatken shifted in her position in the underbrush. She raised her rifle and sighted in on the Lesser Predator. It was a short specimen. Larger than her, yes, but not by much. It pointed a ...

Grass Eaters 3 | 105 | Pax Galactica II

The Hawk holstered her handgun as the group got back into their truck and drove away from Skhork’s cottage.

There was silence in the vehicle for a full minute.

“Surely he must have been lying through his big buck teeth,” one of her minions said. “Grantor? The Grantor Underground? A Grass Eater collaborator well before their civil war?!”

“That’s a new one...

Grass Eaters 3 | 104 | Pax Galactica I

7 years after Armistice

V-Z Day

“Quick! Quick! Get in here!”

“Did you get everything I requested on the list?” Krelnos demanded.

“Just… get in here off the streets, officer!”

“Fine. Fine,” Krelnos huffed as she allowed the shorter Znosian to lead her into his burrow. It was a cozy home. Utilitarian.

He closed and locked the door behind h...

Thank You and Patreon Update

As the story of Grass Eaters comes to a close, I want to sincerely thank each of you for supporting me on this journey. Your encouragement, generosity, and belief in my work have meant more than I can fully express. Because of you, I was able to dedicate myself to writing and publishing Grass Eaters — something that wouldn’t have been possible without your help.

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Grass Eaters 3 | 103 | Insurrection

5.5 years after the Armistice

Khesol hopped into the office, her breathing short. “We’ve got a problem!”

“I run the Dominion, Khesol. We’ve got a lot of problems. What is it this time?”

“There’s a— It’s Znos-9!”

“Znos-9?” Svatken felt the alarm grow in her chest. “The mining colony?”

“Yes! The mining colony. They’ve been receivin...

Grass Eaters 3 | 102 | Special II

5 years after the Armistice

“Incapacitation grenade?” Sjulzulp whispered.

Baedarsust shook his ears. “Too loud. Subsonic guns only.”

“Understood.”

They stacked up past the doorway of Objective Bone. “Three… two… one…”

On his command, they all filed into the lobby that covered most of the building’s first floor.

At some point, this wa...

Grass Eaters 3 | 101 | Special I

5 years after the Armistice

POV: Sjulzulp, Free Znosian Marines (Rank: Seven Whiskers)

“Well, well, well… look who we’ve got here!” the familiar-looking predator belted out as he practically skipped down the shuttle ramp. “Six Whiskers One-Ear! Slurp!”

Sjulzulp smiled. “Actually, it’s seven whiskers now, Frumers.”

“You and your sill...

Grass Eaters 3 | 100 | Low Ground III

4 years after the Armistice

The image of the hovering black helodrone was transmitted throughout the remainder of the Skyclaw squadron.

“That looks like—”

“It’s one of the predators’!”

“Are there predators down there?!”

“There are predators down there!”

“That explains the fighting earlier. The Unit Zero troopers said—”

“T...

Grass Eaters 3 | 99 | Low Ground II

4 years after the Armistice

Fwup-fwup-fwup-fwup.

The thin blades of the Yakawa helicopter drone buzzed rhythmically over her head, but they were barely a distraction for Bertel. After all, she’d been living in one attack chopper after another since she was hatched. And in a less… physical sense now than during her service in the Dominion, but it was all-so-familiar. S...

Grass Eaters 3 | 98 | Low Ground I

4 years after the Armistice

POV: Sjulzulp, Free Znosian Marines (Rank: Six Whiskers)

“What are we doing? What can we do?”

Sjulzulp gazed at the hyperventilating Planetary Governor of Britvik-3 with as much calm as he could muster. “Governor, they’ve only sent an expeditionary force to Britvik. Four squadrons with an invasion ship. They are m...

Grass Eaters 3 | 97 | Remedial

3 years after the Armistice

POV: Sjulzulp, Free Znosian Marines (Rank: Six Whiskers)

Sjulzulp got lucky.

Five centimeters to the left, and the 4.8mm Dominion standard round would have taken off quite a bit more than his right ear.

Five centimeters to the right, and he might not have been pulled off that defense line for R&R with his unit. Their rep...

Grass Eaters 3 | 96 | Entrenched

2 years after the Armistice

POV: Sjulzulp, Free Znosian Marines (Rank: Six Whiskers)

The twin moons of Tatolm‑4 hung in the washed‑out afternoon sky. A warm, fetid breeze pushed across the bomb‑gouged prairie; what little remained here was matted with grime and dried Znosian blood.

Six Whiskers Sjulzulp hugged the uneven parapet of the forward trench...

Grass Eaters 3 | 95 | The More Things Change

1 year after the Armistice

POV: Sjulzulp, Free Znosian Marines (Rank: Five Whiskers)

Five Whiskers Sjulzulp no longer carried his standard issue Dominion Model-183 rifle. The supply division had gotten their paws on a new shipment of predator-made carbines. Technically, the weapons were not actually new, as evidenced by their well-worn exterior, but he had few com...

Grass Eaters 3 | 94 | Will to Fight

Naval Station Europa, Europa (100 km)

POV: Ditvish, Znosian Dominion Navy (Rank: Zero Whiskers)

Sprabr did not look surprised to see him. Nor his Republic-appointed lawyer sitting next to him. “Mr. Ditvish, my client appreciates your visit. But as he is under indictment and this conversation is not privileged, he will not answer any of your questions about the a...

Grass Eaters 3 | 93 | Mercy of Predators

TRNS Crete, Spofke (25,000 Ls)

POV: Carla Bauernschmidt, Terran Republic Navy (Rank: Rear Admiral)

“We will… consider the information you have sent us about the… situation in the Znos system. But we will need to verify it ourselves first.”

Carla nodded earnestly. “Thank you. That is all we ask.”

“Regardless… before that happens, our fle...

Grass Eaters 3 | 92 | Deserve

TRNS Crete, Spofke (25,000 Ls)

POV: Carla Bauernschmidt, Terran Republic Navy (Rank: Rear Admiral)

“Attack! Attack! Attack!”

Klaxons and sirens rang as thousands of new missile and threat signals near-simultaneously appeared on the sensor display, racing out from the Resistance ships and their long-range missile sites towards the 75 squadrons of the Znos...

Grass Eaters 3 | 91 | Reinforcements III

SRNS My Other Ship, Spofke-4 (1,000 km)

POV: Telnokt, Znosian Dominion Navy (Rank: Ten Whiskers)

There was a sour expression on the Ace’s face, and Telnokt knew something was up.

Something extremely unpleasant.

“What’s— what’s wrong?” Telnokt asked nervously. “Is it my people? Maybe this is a misunderstanding? I did instruct them not to�...

Grass Eaters 3 | 90 | Reinforcements II

Atlas Naval Command, Luna

POV: Amelia Waters, Terran Republic Navy (Rank: Fleet Admiral)

“What fresh horrors are they up to now?” Amelia sighed.

The heavily monitored activities of the former SRN in Spofke were usually the last item on her daily briefings, and usually her least favorite part. Sixty percent of it was a minor treaty violation or another, b...

Grass Eaters 3 | 89 | Reinforcements I

System State Security HQ, Spofke-4

POV: Farsot, Znosian Dominion State Security (Position: Governor)

Farsot wanted to shrink into her chair and disappear.

While nominally still Governor of the system, her jurisdiction had basically disappeared to less than a quarter of Spofke-4. The Great Predators had taken over half of the continents on her planet, and the...

Grass Eaters 3 | 88 | Gradually Then Suddenly

“The Outpost” — Terran Reconnaissance Office, Luna

POV: Amelia Waters, Terran Republic Navy (Rank: Fleet Admiral)

The explosion started with a low, metallic groan in the tall silo. It tore itself apart instantly.

Booooooooooooooooooom.

The blast punched upward first — straight through the corrugated steel roof — sending a col...

Grass Eaters 3 | 87 | Sewers

Dominion Navy Logistics Base 02 (Grantor City), Grantor-3

POV: Insunt, Granti Intelligence (General)

“What in the Prophecy is going on here?”

Insunt bared his teeth in a big smile. Smiling was one of those things that the Granti were still getting used to. Casual display of their massive canines during the occupation, in front of a Znosian, was an automa...

Grass Eaters 3 | 86 | One in Twelve II

ZNS 0025, Snashch (25,000 Ls)

POV: Vzglibro, Znosian Dominion State Security (Position: Messenger)

“We are in this system under orders from Znos-4,” Vzglibro explained on the radio, for the fourth time. As a specially bred State Security messenger, she was supposed to have been gifted with extraordinary patience… But even genetic engineering had its limits. ...

Grass Eaters 3 | 85 | One in Twelve I

Ration Distribution Center 2128, Shchakst-5

POV: Khukto, Znosian Dominion Marines (Rank: Four Whiskers)

“No,” Sniper Team Angora said again. “I won’t.”

“What?” Fraspi asked, her voice on the radio filled with disbelief.

“No,” Sniper Team Angora repeated a third time. “This is clearly a predator trap. It’s obvious. Anyone civil...