June 10, 2021: Updated this just to remove a comment at the end that was sexist in nature.
So, I picked up this trilogy for free (a daily freebie) and then actually picked up the fourth one as well (what the heck, I thought, the fourth one was cheap so it can't be all that bad!), thinking that this could be an interesting read and, hey, it was cheap. You can probably tell from my rating that I was disappointed. Not just because this is a lengthy series (something like 8 books at this writing), but because this series left me wanting. Not wanting more, but wanting. And I hate to pan another author, but I just couldn't justify a higher rating after reading these books.
To sum up this trilogy: Colonel Ridgewalker Zirkander is a hero pilot for his land of Iskandia that is at war with Cofarhe. Only he's not very good at being politically correct. (Stop reading when any of this sounds cliché.) So when one of his female pilots is in awkward situation and he intervenes, he gets sent to a mining prison (to be in charge, of course, not a prisoner) to learn to behave. Only there is a woman there who's just been unearthed after a 300-year slumber. Oh, and then some Cofah (people from Cofahre) show up at this secret base and this 300-year-old sorceress goes into action. Except that sorcery is a death penalty offense. But Ridge likes her, she likes him, and...
Book 2 finds Lieutenant Caslin Ahn, the pilot who needed saving in the first book, a prisoner in Cofahre. In a prison, she finds herself put in a cell with Deathmaker, a notorious pirate who hates Iskandia, Iskandians, and the lieutenant's boss, Zirkander. Only...he's distracted and finds that he kind of likes Caslin. Only breaking out of prison during war, battling pirates, and going back to Iskandia to meet up with ZIrkander might not be all it's supposed to be. After all, this pirate earned his name and is hated in Iskandia.
In Book 3, the happy little party of Zirkander, Ahn, Deathmaker, Sardelle (the sorceress), and a couple other people in Zirkander's squadron are sent on a secret mission to find a source of dragon blood that Cofarhe is using to try to win the war. Only there's a certain colonel who doesn't like Zirkander who's part of the trip. And Cofahre is farther ahead than Iskandian spies have been able to find out. Can our intrepid hero, his sorceress, Deathmaker-who-hates-killing-people, and the other cast of characters come out alive?
All kidding aside, mostly, this series (and the fourth book) suffer from a lot of problems. First, Sardelle's sword, a soulblade named Jaxi, is a wisecracking 16-year-old whose soul has been in the sword for hundreds of years. And if a telepathic sword making wisecracks isn't bad enough, everyone gets in the act by the third book. By then you're hating it, but you keep reading looking for a redeeming quality. Alas, it's not to be. Why not? Because the biggest reason this series suffers is not the impervious and very powerful soulblade who digs people out of trouble left and right, it's that there is no tension here whatsoever. Even when you read Edgar Rice Burroughs or Jules Verne and you know the outcome ahead of time, you still get some tension. Here, none. Zip. Nada. The only thing you wonder about is what snarky comment is someone going to make while their rear is being pulled out the fire by a soul trapped in an ancient sword. And I won't go into the stereotypical characters. Two-dimensional might be a little generous.
Now, all in all, I didn't hate this compendium, nor did I hate the fourth book. And judging from the average of reviews my thoughts here are in the minority, but I couldn't get into it at all. If this series were a television miniseries, it would be on Lifetime network, complete with the "strong female heroines" and masculine men who constantly doubt themselves and aren't nearly as adept at protecting themselves as the strong-yet-beautiful-and-always-ready-for-sex women they love, which is laughable.
If you like your characters shallow, your plots (and outcomes) obvious and predictable, and basically just want to read because you can't fall asleep or have nothing else to do, you can do worse than this series. Really. It's kind of like reading Edgar Rice Burroughs in the 21st century. Not bad, but far from intellectual or captivating. But if you need depth to justify spending hours of your life reading something, move along and do not look back.