Andrew Beery has 18 audiobooks on Listento.it, narrated by 7 narrators, with an average listener rating of 5★ across 1 ratings. The most-rated is Mad Dog.

You know, there are some days it just doesn't pay to get out of bed. This was one of those days. My head hurt. There was blood everywhere. My ship was shot full of holes and leaking more gases and fluids than a 1976 Chevy Vega...the one with an aluminum block. I should have just pulled the sheets up and rolled over when I had the chance.... I’m admiral of the fleet, Jeremy David Riker. My friends call me "Dog".
©2018 Andrew Beery (P)2019 Andrew Beery

This morning was no different than any number of other mornings...except for one small detail. I had no idea where I was. In fact, there were a lot of little things I didn't know...things like: Who was I? Why was I here? How come I was so hungry?...and what the hell was that smell?
©2018 andrew beery (P)2018 andrew beery

2067 was the year I died for the first time. It was painful. Had I known how often I'd be expected to die over the next several millennia, I might have made a stronger effort to stay dead. The year actually started off rather nice. I finished my PhD in high energy physics and was promoted to lieutenant commander in the United States Air Force. My first posting after the promotion was to the Lunar One Air Base where I worked with my father, Dr. Robert Kimbridge, on "The Project". "The Project" was our name for a VASIMR Ion Drive interplanetary space craft that used thorium LFTR reactors for both shielding and power. Capable of a sustained point-one G of acceleration, our prototype was expected to make the Mars run in less than a week. By the end of November the ESX Arizona was ready for her first trial runs and I was her pilot. History has an odd way of repeating itself. Uncounted millennia ago the uncreated Creator reached forth a hand and touched a series of disparate universes. The touch set in motion ripples that created life in the Creator's image...a life that was self-aware...a life that aspired to be more than it was...a life that sought to create in its own right. Love and fear walked hand in hand. Thus the stage was set for an epic conflict that would span the universes. These are the adventures of one brave soul and her quest to protect all life. These are the Catherine Kimbridge Chronicles.
©2012, 2013, 2014, 2015 Andrew Beery (P)2015 Andrew Beery

An imperfect hero for an imperfect time. For generations, Riker men have been the best of the best. For the Battleborn that comes with a cost. I spit out the blood in my mouth. I had to give the other guy credit. That was a fine right hook. Every bit as good as my mom used to give me. Of course, the best right hooks were the ones I landed on the other guy rather than the ones the other guy landed on me. My dear departed mother had always taught me it was better to give than receive. It’s unlikely that her cherished advice was meant to apply to bar fights but then she wasn’t a big fan of bars or fights in general. My name is Tad Riker. I serve as a tactical weapons officer for the Wolves. I'm Battleborn.
©2019 Andrew Beery (P)2020 Andrew Beery

Personal Log: 2486 was the first year of my new life. It was a step 301 years further into my future. The GCP Yorktown taskforce, which included the GCP Mador, the GCP Exeter, and the GCP Relentless, had traveled 3.5 billion years into the distant past in order to save the universe from a war that threatened its very existence. In the process we changed the very course of history. The world we returned to was barely recognizable. The Galactic Coalition still existed, but for the first time I began to question whether I could remain loyal to it.
©2015 andrew beery (P)2016 andrew beery

A general in the United States Army by the name of William Thornson once said, "There are only two kinds of people that understand Marines: Marines and the enemy. Everyone else has a second-hand opinion." I've come to believe the general was wrong. I say that because no enemy in his right mind would remain the enemy of a Marine...if...he truly understood the Marines. Of course, the universe is filled with crazy people and in my occupation I got to meet more than my fair share of them. One such group was a terrorist organization called the Donalites. Their name apparently derived from the Irish Donal meaning "world ruler". They held to the belief that all of Earth's problems had their roots in interactions with alien cultures. Their agenda was a very simple one. Earth for Earthers. I would discover that they would say anything, do anything, and hurt anybody...basically go to any length...to force their will on the rest of humanity. Unfortunately, as I learned with a race called the Ollies, it turns out bigotry is not a solely human failing. My name is Commander Anthony Grant Stone and this is a piece of my story.
©2017 Andrew Beery (P)2017 Andrew Beery

2123 was not my best year...Let me state for the record... Dying is not fun and is definitely overrated. This was the year the newly formed Galactic Coalition of Planets faced it greatest threat since the D'lralu invasion. The almost omnipotent Heshe sought to redeem themselves for past sins. The problem with this type of redemption was the price others sometimes pay for your salvation... The Catherine Kimbridge Chronicles is a pure science fiction series following the adventures of a future "Horatio Hornblower"-style character called "Admiral 'Cat' Catherine Kimbridge" ...It's a sci-fi adventure series that is chock-full of real-world cutting edge science ranging from VASMR drives powered by liquid fluorine thorium reactors to entangled quantum communications. Add in a six legged cybernetic dog with a passion for chocolate and anything can happen. Uncounted millennia ago the uncreated Creator reached forth a hand and touched a series of disparate universes. The touch set in motion ripples that created life in the Creator's image...a life that was self-aware...a life that aspired to be more than it was...a life that sought to create in its own right. Love and fear walked hand in hand. Thus the stage was set for an epic conflict that would span the universes. These are the adventures of one brave soul and her quest to protect all life. These are the Catherine Kimbridge Chronicles.
©2013 andrew beery (P)2015 andrew beery

Death of a world, birth of a marine.... By any reasonable definition, this was a bad day. My parents and sister were on Mars when the planet died. I watched it happen and could do nothing. That type of thing changes a man.
©2016 Andrew Beery (P)2016 Andrew Beery

Admiral Cat Kimbridge and the Galactic Coalition of Planets must struggle to hold off an aggressive slaving syndicate bent on dominating Earth and the other member worlds of the GCP. New allies and technologies allow the battle to be fought between parallel universes. Just as it seems the GCP will prevail and right will conquer wrong...Cat discovers the real force behind the aggressors is an ancient and virtually unstoppable foe. Retribution is the second in a three-part story arc called "The Proxy Wars". This is the fourth book in the best-selling Catherine Kimbridge series. This book picks up the story immediately following book three. If you like fast-action sci-fi with a heart, give Admiral "Cat" Kimbridge a chance to become a part of your universe. This volume contains two special surprises at the end of the book. Both are sure to please fans of hardcore science fiction! [Note: CKC4 is back from the editors. Many editing enhancements/corrections have been made as of v9.]Uncounted millennia ago, the uncreated Creator reached forth a hand and touched a series of disparate universes. The touch set in motion ripples that created life in the Creator's image...a life that was self-aware...a life that aspired to be more than it was...a life that sought to create in its own right. Love and fear walked hand in hand. Thus the stage was set for an epic conflict that would span the universes. These are the adventures of one brave soul and her quest to protect all life. These are the Catherine Kimbridge Chronicles.
©2014 Andrew Beery (P)2015 Andrew Beery

It’s odd the way some things work out. You expect to wake up dead, and instead, you wake up to the beautiful face of your wife. I was confused. I had died...or at least I sure as heck thought I had. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining. I’ve been alive for a number of years now and to be honest...I’m quite fond of it. I just didn’t understand "how" I was alive. My name is Fleet Admiral Jeremy Riker...but my friends call me Dog. This is the rest of my story.
©2019 Andrew Beery (P)2020 Andrew Beery

Personal Log: 2488 was the year the Galactic Coalition of Planets was reborn. The original birth of the GCP many centuries ago was a painful process... I know... I was there. Her rebirth was no different. The result, however was a new creation… a creation that learned from past injustices and was the stronger for it. The new Galactic Coalition of Planets would survive for a thousand years… and I would live to see most of it.
©2017, 2018 Andrew Beery (P)2018 Andrew Beery

I was drifting alone in intergalactic space...in a suit of busted up Battleborn armor. My oxygen was almost gone. No power. No heat. I was freezing. The only question left to be answered in my life was the manner of my death. Would I suffocate...or die of hypothermia?
©2020 Andrew Beery (P)2021 Andrew Beery

I watched as the alien weapon’s neutronium hull fractured and then exploded. The antimatter-driven explosion engulfed the remaining three ships. Even neutronium is not impervious to antimatter. In one final act of love, my wife had saved us. A piece of my heart died that day in the Paradise system. In a way, the wound never healed. I learned to live with it. I raised our son as best I could. I carried out the mission. But I missed the woman who represented everything good in my life. I took comfort in the knowledge that I would see her again. All the power in the universe would not be enough to crush a soul like hers. Yes, we would meet again. Of that, I was sure.
©2020 Andrew Beery (P)2020 Andrew Beery

2125 was the year the proxy war began in earnest. The Heshe and Uruk, each with drastically different views of right and wrong, met in open conflict with disastrous results for the known universes. At the same time this was the finest year for the Galactic Coalition.... In this exciting fifth book in the Catherine Kimbridge series Admiral "Cat" Kimbridge struggles with a handful of her closest friends to save not one but two universes. The Heshe and Uruk have been battling for scores of millennia. As they grow more powerful they threaten the very fabric of spacetime. A third race, the Agur, masters of time and "guardians of forever" seek to avert a battle that destroys multiple universes by establishing a proxy war - the winner takes all. Cat and the GCP Yorktown battle on the side of the Heshe while Modos forces loyal to the Uruk battle on the other. This book marks the end of the Proxy War story arc but fear not! It is not the last we will see of Cat!
©2014, 2015 andrew beery (P)2016 andrew beery

Did you ever wake up wondering where you were…and perhaps equally important, how you got there? Yeah, me too. The only the thing is, it usually happens when I've been drinking…and I'd been dry for the better part of two years. I'm Commodore Jeremy David Riker…my friends call me JD or just plain “Dog.” I have the dubious honor of running a starship boneyard in the middle of nowhere.
©2018 Andrew Beery (P)2018 Andrew Beery

2124 was an interesting year...I was court-martialed, demoted and sentenced to perform hard labor for the rest of my natural life...Then things got rough. "Commodore Catherine Kimbridge...It is the judgment of this court, that for crimes against the people of the Galactic Coalition of Planets - namely a wanton dereliction of duty in allowing the murder of a head of state in your custody - that you should be demoted in rank to private and transported in chains to the Sagatori asteroid penal colony in the Ashkelon star system. There you will remain for the rest of your natural life."
©2013, 2014, 2015 andrew beery (P)2015 andrew beery

Personal Log: 2487 was the year the Yorktown Taskforce brought the Replicant War home to the Ashtoreth. Our enemy was faster, stronger and more ruthless than we were. In the end, none of those things mattered. We were willing to die...repeatedly for what was right and just. In the end, light always wins out over the darkness.
©2016 andrew beery (P)2016 andrew beery

Personal Log: 2486 was the year the Galactic Coalition branded me a traitor. Sadly, I concurred with their assessment. I still commanded the Yorktown taskforce but we were renegades. Our goal was a simple one: Restore the GCP.
©2016 Andrew Beery (P)2016 Andrew Beery