Superspy Dawn and the Extra-Galactic Shoggoth

What would you get if you took one-part Cthulhu mythos, some hearty dashes of Greek and Norse mythology, and then added in a fashion-obsessed young lady superspy desperately seeking her one true love? It might look like Superspy Dawn and the Extra-Galactic Shoggoth. Aided by Olga, the pedicurist with a thousand talents and a mysterious past, and Chad, her long-suffering assistant, Dawn embarks on a seemingly impossible quest. Not only must she overcome eldritch horrors, alien invaders and her own Agency’s myriad bureaucratic idiocies before attempting to thwart her powerful and malevolent father’s plan to conquer the world, Dawn has to do so while wearing just the right lingerie for each occasion.

Superspy Dawn and the Quests of the Selenium Crown

Superspy Dawn, the greatest secret agent Irish-dancing fashionista ever; Chad, formerly her assistant but now her long-suffering brother-in-law; and Changxi, a Shaolin clone-warrior maiden from the planet Zodraz, undertake a desperate journey backwards through time to recover the demonically scattered jewels of the Selenium Crown.

The trio’s only chance to return home and rescue Dawn’s long-lost twin sister Selene is to acquire three magnificent jewels: one in Soviet Siberia, another in Victorian London, and the third in seventeenth-century Amsterdam. Fortunately, Dawn’s former pedicurist, Olga, formerly the Norse goddess Gersemi, awaits them at each stop. Less auspiciously, they journey forth in a time-traveling, two-hole outhouse, which has, well, issues.

Dawn must balance the foursome’s every step against the risk any action they take may change the future, yet failure cannot be countenanced. So, Dawn must solve multi-layered puzzles to unlock the Rasputin File, unravel the myriad mysteries surrounding the Ruritanian Chamber Pot, and penultimately confront Zeera, Queen of the Venusian Airship Pirates, all without disrupting the time-stream. Only then, on the cusp of success, does Dawn discover the fate of the entire galaxy depends on her ability to Irish dance on the knife edge of death.