Expanse Book 10 Novels & Stories

"But it also has the navigational coordinates for a harbor I had no idea existed. It has the stars I was shown to navigate by. It has the story of the man who became my true north." He opened the book. The pages squeaked in the still room. "I want to read a bit," he said to them. "This is from a chapter called 'The Architecture of a Heart.'" He opened the book. His voice started softly, hesitantly, but as he got into the rhythm of his own words, it steadied, finding a quiet force. He read not of the billion-dollar deals or the media frenzy, but of the calm, scary instant in his former apartment, facing down an eviction notice and a swamped credit card, wondering if his ideals were something

"Zack? Leo?" "I’m good," Leo said from the corner. The boy was already standing, his feet somehow anchored to the deck. His grey eyes were fixed on the viewing port. "We're here. The Sea of Tranquility." Victor looked out. The landscape was a monochromatic nightmare. Dust as fine as flour coated everything. But in the distance, the obsidian spire stood tall, pulsing with a cold, rhythmic violet light. "The hull is breached in Sector Nine," Zack wheezed, clutching his ribs. "Oxygen is venting. We have maybe twenty minutes before we’re breathing vacuum."

All because of Kelly Chase's accusation, Jim Luther exiled my father, Frank Jackson, to the wasteland. When I heard the news, I quickly made my way to the place where he was exiled. By the time I arrived, out of breath and covered in dust, the cruel scene before me made me instinctively cover my mouth. Frank was in tattered clothes, and iron chains shackled his feet. He hadn't eaten for days, so he was too weak to even walk. Not long before, he'd fought off rogues. He was now covered in wounds and lying in a pool of blood.

She found her loading her rifle. “There are a lot of them out there. It looks like he’s brought his army,” Maggie muttered. Brandon ran to the window. The dark of night was filled with red eyes as far as he could see. It was like a field of rubies reflecting the light of the moon. Tara moved beside Brandon and silently took in the sea of fiery eyes and once again recalled Liam’s words. ‘You have near you very dear souls who, together with you, will be able to stop the evil that has been unleashed.’

to look for the one chance to get my beloved grandfather back. The other members of the Council of Ten are noticeably subdued. I think it's only now, with Grandfather gone, that they are coming to realize just how much he did on a daily basis to keep this place going. At any given time, we're just one disaster away from everything crashing to a halt again. We can't help but wonder why, and it is the subject of many of our conversations. Why was our worldship abandoned, left to its own devices in the depths of space? Why hasn't anyone from Earth bothered to see if we're all right, or if we're even alive? Do they think we died?

If the talk was bad, I fear of what will happen when I do confess. And there was also another issue I had to deal with. I was beginning to get a migraine. "You keep answering yes to all the dumb shit I had to say. What's wrong with you? You have been in your happy paradise for months now and today you choose to be gloomy? Did you two break up?" Colby asked which completely caught me off guard. The book I was about to put into my locker slips out of my hand and falls to the floor with a loud thud.

Grabbing another bottle he gulped looking away. A few minutes passed before the door burst open and Lennox stepped in. Grimacing at the sight of both the idiots. "One of Alonso's men just got his consciousness," Lennox said and their ears perked up. Within seconds Hunter was on his feet stumbling a little because of all the alcohol in his system before stepping out of there. Agatha stood outside the warehouse staring stoically at Hunter. She has opened a portal for them.

He didn't get a response, but the lunar dust beneath his feet suddenly swirled, forming a small, shimmering spiral—a Weaver’s knot. The 70th chapter closed on the image of the five fugitives standing on a dead world, looking down at an empire in flames. The "Alpha’s Regret" was a memory. The "Alpha’s Return" had begun. And this time, they weren't just bringing a rebellion. They were bringing the Moon back to the sky.

I weighed it in my hands and smiled. Meanwhile, Ralph was grinning from ear to ear. He never dreamed that he could sell over a dozen luxury condominium units worth almost ten million dollars each in a single day. The way he looked at me was as if I were a deity or something. Mitchell's relatives then gathered together in groups of twos and threes, excitedly discussing how they would renovate their places. Mitchell came up to me, got down on his knees, and looked up at me. His eyes were filled with love and infatuation.

says Cayce, "I mean, this bonus chapter is supposed to be the promotion for An Eye for a Bullet. Can't you do anything better?" "Well," says Reza as he sips some tea, "you seem good at talking. I'll let you introduce me." "Fine," says Cayce, "well guys, this is Reza Kelson. He's the main character of the next book of the author who wrote our stories. He starts as sixteen in the initial part of the book, and he's expunged from a part of the government where he worked as a super spy!" "Also," continues Cayce, "his story actually has nothing to do with my universe, or it might be, and there are no werewolves, gargoyles, or ghouls, thankfully."