Fantasy Spaceship Novels & Stories

Do you fancy a son or a daughter? 'One of each would be lovely.' 'Twins?' Jasmine asked. Favour laughed. 'I hope not. Just one at a time but in any order. Boy or girl...it doesn't matter.' Such blissful carefree plans, Jasmine thought. A mountainous wave of envy hit Jasmine and she shrugged to fight through it as her younger sister rattled on about her ideal family. It wasn't Favour's fault that her own life was in such a mess. She seemed to get herself embroiled in one bad choice after another; holding on to Robert when he wasn't worth holding on to, and now Collins...had she no sense of when to let go? Did fantasy have a bigger grip on her than reality?

Yet another fantasy Prologue Legora, the largest capital city in the world. Once one of nine, now there are four. We had lost five cities in the great calamity. Creatures from god knows where poured in from a tear in the earth. A dimensional tear in space and time the men of science called it, but really who the fuck knows? All I know is they were bigger, stronger, looked nothing like us and they outnumbered us hundred to one.

" May explained to summer who was quite impatient. Their heads turned again terrified In the direction of another sound. Footsteps from a distance which got louder making sounds of large being. "Glenn ..." May stressed. Getting the message the three stood up with Glenn and summer behind May. They watched in horror into the dark space unable to move as the huge steps got closer, she held on tightly to them behind her and they were frozen cold in fear and when the steps kept advancing without stop, they shuffled back getting ready for a flight but then the sound ceased and it surprised them, they waited a little but no sound came.

"The twists of our journey will unfold as we traverse the uncharted territories of the multiverse. May our shared purpose guide us through the twists of cosmic exploration." The interdimensional ships, adorned with symbols representing the joint empire's unity, embarked on their cosmic expedition. The Harmonious Conclave performed rituals that harmonized the ships' energies with the spiritual essence of the multiverse. As the ships breached the boundaries of known reality, citizens on board engaged in ongoing conversations, sharing their hopes, fears, and visions for the twists that lay ahead.

Her wish was fulfilled with the blessing of Shiva. Meanwhile, Kishkindha needed an economic rise in the royal treasury. Kesari developed the first spacecraft for travelling in space for establishing the relation with other planets where living entities were present. They trade grain and metallic weapons. All planets with life require such materials, which improve their lifestyle. Kesari knew the requirement of the living entity. Also, Kesari wanted to widen the business, so he introduced differently shaped spacecraft in the market.

“ They pulled Dorin off the chair and dragged him to the other side of the table. Vincent took a deep breath. Slowly, he let it out as he felt the presence of a wormhole beginning to open right in front of them. “Be ready.” He hissed at Mar and Johan. Mar took one of the iron chairs. She snapped off one of its rear legs that connected to the backrest with such force, that the 2 boys stared at her. “I like to improvise,” she told them as she stood in wait, holding on to the piece of steel like a saber. The hole appeared in thin air. So did four images all in black. They were dark-skinned and yellow-eyed, with hair of the same darkness. They quickly assumed formation, one to the right, one to

He looked up, his face lighting up like a newly discovered star. “Elara! You’re finally here! I built a safe zone! You have to crawl in!” he announced triumphantly. I dropped to my knees, navigating the pillow barricades. “A safe zone? For what?” “For me! And you! We have to hide from the grumpy people who only talk about money and tell them our secret,” he whispered dramatically, pulling me into the soft-walled fort. “ And what is our big secret, my little astronaut?” “That this is a spaceship! And it’s the best one ever, because the grumpy man put the stars right on the ceiling. Look!” He pointed up. “Dr. Almasi showed me how the cover goes back. We can see everything!”

Greg asked. “As you guessed, this is not your birthplace.” The being in front of him said. “Actually, not even this is real. It is an image that we placed there so you could understand how close our planets are alike. Everything you see here is a way for you to understand.” “So you are what exactly?” Greg asked as he looked around, and he was trying to take everything in that was there. The room was something that he had never seen before. The silence was there as well. It was ultra-silent in a way that almost made his ears ring. Though he was trying to figure out where he was, really. He had to assume he was somewhere other than his dreams. Dreams didn’t feel like this. This was real someho

"No way! This is not happening!" I said to myself while looking at the mirror. Why is the reflection on the mirror different? Her eyes, were glistening purple, sculpted upon her creamy face like dazzling amethyst. Strands of molten gold tumbled out of her scalp, cascading down her back like a waterfall. Lips as red as roses, crystal white teeth, hourglass-shaped body. This girl is the perfect cover for FHM magazine or she could be the next Victoria Secret Angel! Hold on, her appearance is similar to the character design of Valeria Falsen that I drew for Callista's novel.

The struggle to make things grow vanished; the apple tree sapling he had just planted surged upward, its bark turning a lustrous, metallic silver. "Julian!" Clara cried, dropping her tablet. The Martian sky, once a dusty salmon-pink, was peeling away. Behind the atmospheric veil, the stars weren't points of light; they were Corporate Logos of the Multiverse. The Boötes Void was opening. And from the darkness emerged a fleet of ships that made the old obsidian Dreadnoughts look like toys. These ships were made of Woven Time, their hulls displaying the scrolling text of a billion different stories.