A Book Set In Space Novels & Stories

He raised a brow at me as he picked up a book and removed the dust off it. "Yes, In his own way he did." I rolled my eyes and moved to meet him. My hands trailed through the bookshelf as I took noticed of how decently packed the shelf was. Every section was neatly arranged and the books were mainly about science stuffs. "Do you like science stuffs?" I asked him, drawing one of the book from the shelf that read 'Life in space' . "Not me, Sinister." Oh so the devil wasn't that stupid after all. Great!

Stella wandered through a vast, hollow cavern floating in the depths of space, illuminated by an eerie, pulsing red glow that seeped through the jagged cracks of nearby floating asteroids. Twisted, blackened trees loomed on either side of her, their skeletal branches reaching out as if trying to ensnare her. A cold mist seeped through the floor, tugging her deeper into the oppressive shadows. She moved cautiously, her breaths shallow as the weight of the void pressed down on her. The air was heavy, thick with a suffocating silence, broken only by the faint crunch of her footsteps on the brittle, cracked ground.

I missed my mate, my freedom, my friends, Kailin, and everyone at the vineyards. I watched a series about a group of delinquent kids born in space and dropped to Earth to see if the air was already breathable. I finished Episode twelve, and when a particular character pissed me off, I turned it off and went to read something in the study. There were some fiction books, but primarily old books from Jane Austen, Charlotte Bronte, and Herman Melville. There were self-help and meditation books and a book about mystical creatures. I walked out of the study. If she allowed me to read a book about witchcraft, it might interest me, but that would be as dangerous as walking into the darkness without

“Because she is not in this world. She is in the… what did she call that place?” Carys stressed her mind. “Blank Space. The museum world that we were looking for. They call it Blank Space.” she said, looking at me. “It’s a world where that society is and those experiments are happening…” Carys explained to us in detail about the passage books and how they work as a passage into the Blank Space. “Wait, a minute…” King looked through his bookshelves and pulled out a vintage-looking book with a leather cover. “Is this a passage book?” He asked.

“That’s very Slaughterhouse-Five of you.” For those who don’t know, Slaughterhouse-Five is probably the most famous book by Kurt Vonnegut. Although it’s an anti-war story about the firebombing of Dresden during World War II, it’s also a science fiction novel. Among other insane plot points, the main character and a woman he’s never met get abducted by aliens and put in a zoo on the aliens’ home planet, where the extraterrestrials watch them exactly like humans would watch a pair of chimpanzees in a cage here on Earth.

Galina was on the brink of losing her sanity and doing someone bodily harm when they were informed that the ship had reached its destination. The sleek space craft smoothly docked and the hissing of pressure chambers and airlocks coalescing sounded all around them. Galina could feel her heart beating against her chest. She was terrified and excited at the same time. Since the time she was little, she was made aware of the people on Mars and other settlements. Of how important they were to Earth and how after nearly two hundred years of life outside Earth’s gravitational and atmospheric influence, they had evolved differently.

He lifted me into his arms and whispered, “Sophia, our love has now crossed beyond Earth into the stars. Are you ready for this cosmic journey with me?” I rested my head on his chest. “Where you and our child are—that is my world.” Leaving Rahing Singh and Mother behind on Earth, we entered the massive spacecraft. Inside, it looked like a palace made of crystal. As we left Earth’s atmosphere, I looked back at our small blue planet slowly fading away. A strange romantic feeling surrounded me. In the silence of space, Lucas and I held each other—Earth below, endless stars above, and our eternal love in between.

I walked out onto the balcony and looked down into the main studio. He was already at his desk, drawing. He looked so calm. "Caspian!" I called out. He didn't look up. "Go to sleep, Sera. You have a long day of research tomorrow." "I'm not tired!" "Then read a book," he said. "There’s a copy of The Ethics of Space on your nightstand. Read chapter four. It’s about how people grow to love their boundaries." I went back into the room and slammed the door. I looked at the bed, the quilt, the bookshelf. It was perfect. It was too perfect. It felt like I was living inside a photograph of my own life.

“This way.” She led them to a room, and Elena’s breath caught. It was the library. The exact library from the Glass House. The same dark wood, the same smell of old books and leather. But the giant window didn’t look out on Blackwood Lake. It looked out on Earth itself. Their beautiful, broken planet hung in the blackness of space, a blue and white marble, growing smaller by the second. They were alone. Exiled in a perfect copy of their prison, hurled into the void.