What Happened To The Science Fiction Book Club

After our last mock exam, the whole class went to a karaoke lounge to celebrate. A video suddenly appeared on my phone, supposedly sent by Mason Blackwell ten years in the future. Mason and I had grown up together for over a decade, and I'd secretly loved him for five. In the video, he wore a suit, his familiar face softened by a tenderness I'd never seen before. "Hannah, I'm getting married. "To Paige Monroe." The next second, class beauty Paige linked her arm through his, their fingers intertwined. "Hope you find your true love soon." The video ended. The black screen reflected my reddened eyes. I splashed water on my face and went back into the private room. The moment I walked in, everyone turned to stare. Paige stood up with a bright smile and announced into the microphone, "See? I told you she'd cry!" The room erupted in laughter. Mason rose with a frown, swept a cold look across the room, and said, "Knock it off." He walked over and looked down at me, a trace of nervousness in his voice. "Paige asked me to make that video. Her grades improved this time, so it was her reward. Don't read into it." Behind him, Paige added with a laugh, "It was just a joke. Don't tell me you can't take one?" I stood there, staring at the face I'd secretly loved for five years, and said nothing. The video really was a joke. But ten years later, they truly did get married. Because I'd come back from ten years in the future.

When Evie Crichton comes to Sirius she has no idea how the placement on the planet will change her life. On her first assignment in her new base she meets Ethan Nacher, the chief of a military team stationed near the base. From the very first moment dark handsome Sirian is a mystery that keeps her awake at night. But his behavior is just confusing-one minute it seems he wants to keep his distance and the next he is everywhere she goes. For Ethan Evie Crichton is like an unattainable dream. He loses his head for her the first minute he sees her. But he is just a Sirian soldier put in charge of protecting the Earthian base and he is convinced a beautiful Earthian girl would not ever care to look at him. Unexpected attack on the base forces Ethan to make on the spot decision. He saves Evie from the bombarded base and takes her on a journey through the jungle to his home city. He promises that when they get there he'll help Evie contact another base and return to her people. But will she want to return? On the journey despite her better judgement Evie falls for the handsome soldier more and more every day. However Ethan seems to treat her just as a burden for his team. Was the chemistry that seemed to have been building between them before just in Evie's head? As they face dangers on their way they will both have to face their feelings as well and decide whether they are stronger than reason.

My roommates booked a New Year's Eve light show table—five hundred per person—and started urging me in the group chat to transfer the money. I quietly sent a screenshot of my account balance. "You guys go ahead," I wrote. "I haven't even scraped together my tuition yet." They replied with a string of mocking "haha"s. Our dorm leader, Giselle Murdoch, even posted on her social media with the caption: [The first step to crossing class boundaries is distancing yourself from people who kill the mood.] Just after midnight, they sent me a photo from the light show and said, "Too bad you're not here." I frowned, confused, when my counselor's call cut in—her voice tight with urgency. "Did you invite your roommates to the light show? The organizers said they never even checked in! They're missing!"

Clarice and Kyle both followed the same travel vlogger. I didn’t think anything of the situation since the three of us had been friends since high school. The strange thing was that they had a private group chat that didn’t include me. I only found out because Kyle accidentally sent a message in our group chat. “I got us a table reservation at that restaurant for Sunday. Don’t be late.” It took less than a second before the text was deleted. I asked, “What restaurant? Let’s go together.” Kyle typed back, “Oops. Wrong chat. I’m having dinner with a colleague.” Clarice stayed silent throughout. It took some time, but I started connecting the dots. Whenever the three of us had something planned, one of them would cancel at the last minute. Previously, Clarice said she’d get the tickets for the music festival, but somehow, she could only secure two. Those went to her and Kyle. During our last camping trip, Kyle said that he only managed to borrow two sets of gear. When I offered to rent my own, Kyle brushed me off, saying that it was just too much of a hassle and that there was always a next time. That same weekend, Kyle and Clarice posted photos from that exact campsite, twenty minutes apart. For six months, I convinced myself that I was just unlucky. Looking back now, I realized that I had been singled out. So I left the group chat. No explanations. No accusations. I muted notifications from travel apps, ticketing apps, and restaurant bookings. Then, I booked a solo trip to Lake Tahoe, a ticket with no refund and no amendment allowed.

I made a deal with Sonia Quindt—the billionaire CEO. After I'd proposed to her ninety-nine freaking times, she swore she'd finally show up for the hundredth. Spoiler: she didn't. She was out there at some concert with her boy toy. And, of course, someone caught them on livestream. Big kiss. Big viral moment. Meanwhile, my face was plastered all over the internet too—lonely guy number one, waiting for a bride who never existed. Everyone online started making bets. Who was the mystery woman? How long until I came crawling back for the hundred-and-first proposal? Sonia, apparently struck by some last-minute guilt, promised she'd make it right next time. Said she'd actually show up. And she did. Wedding dress. Perfect makeup. Cameras ready. She got a text from me: [Sonia, there won't be a hundred-and-first proposal. We're done.]

She came to the mountains to photograph wolves. She never expected to fall for one. Wildlife photographer Elena Voss arrives in Thornwood Hollow chasing a career-saving story — a wolf pack, sighted for the first time in decades, hidden deep in the Cascades. What she finds instead is Rowan Ashford: a ranger who warns her off the trails, vanishes without explanation, and heals from wounds that should have taken weeks. Every instinct that made her a good journalist tells her something isn't adding up. Every instinct that made her human tells her to stop asking questions and let herself fall. She doesn't listen to either. As Elena gets closer to the truth and closer to Rowan, she uncovers a secret three generations in the making: a pack of werewolves living in plain sight, protected by a single unbreakable law. No outsiders. Ever. Rowan has spent his whole life enforcing that law, even against his own heart. But loving Elena means breaking it, and the last time this pack's secret got out, it cost them everything. Now, with a vengeful hunter closing in and Rowan's own father demanding he choose between the woman he loves and the pack he's meant to lead, Rowan and Elena are running out of time to decide what they're willing to risk for each other. Some secrets are kept to protect the people you love. Some loves are worth breaking every rule you were raised on. The Space Between Full Moons is a slow-burn paranormal romance about the terrifying, thrilling act of being truly seen by someone who was never supposed to let you get close enough to look.