Jurassic Craft Novels & Stories

A ship that had crashed into the Earth millions of years ago and had been buried by the sands of time. Harper’s breath hitched in her throat. The psychic imprint in her mind—the ancient memories of the Architects—suddenly throbbed with recognition. "My god," Harper breathed, her hands trembling over her controls. "Sebastian... they aren't waking up a monster down there." "Then what are they doing?" Jack asked, his heavy weapons tracking the cultists. "They're digging up a weapon," Harper whispered, her eyes wide with dread. "It's a Mobile Foundry. An ancient warship."

It’s screens showing some coded languages of zeros and ones. There were glass walls separating the space into different compartments. And the central compartment was just composed of some giant hardware with tiny wires running all over it’s body, and tiny bulbs of electric light attached by the side. “My goodness! ” Chad let out in awe as he walked around, his gaze fixed on the hardwares and monitors, trying to figure out the idea behind all that. “Yeah.. I felt the same way the first time..” “these are super power graphic processing Units... how come no CPUs are here ? Is there some kind of heavy crypto-currency mining going on here?...” he asked perplexed

The Inventory of Nothing They spent the first day stripped of their titles. They scavenged the wreckage of the Morning Star for supplies, but the "Founder’s Craft" had been designed for luxury, not survival. They found a bottle of vintage champagne, a silk blanket, and a high-frequency emergency beacon that Julian promptly smashed with a rock. "Why did you do that?" Clara asked, startled.

"Katherine, I have been walking into traps since the night Preston Vance tried to buy our company at a dinner party. The trick is not avoiding the trap. It is springing it on your own terms." The corridor narrowed as Jack's drone approached the Principal Creditor's flagship. Up close, the vessel was even more horrifying than it had appeared from a distance. Its hull was composed of layered archaeological strata, each layer the compressed ruins of a different dead civilization. Jack could see fossilized streets, petrified monuments, and the ghostly imprints of buildings that had existed in universes where the concept of architecture obeyed entirely different laws. And at the center of this mo

And nestled among its roots, half-buried in the floor’s circuitry, was a sight that stole the breath from my lungs. It was a ship. Small, sleek, and organic in design, like a polished seed. It was made of a warm, bronze-colored metal that seemed to absorb the tree's light. It was utterly, completely out of place in this sterile environment. A forgotten exhibit? A lost piece of another collection? A series of symbols glowed above a seamless hatch on its side. Jeff, his engineer's mind kicking in even now, traced them with his finger. "It's… a Chronos-class lifeboat," he whispered, his voice thick with disbelief. "Pre-Curator era. A time-jumper. How… how is it here?"

Matthew set off with Dzy as his guide. They rode a mosasaur with armour plating to head toward the trench where the Kraken dwelt. The mosasaur was swimming really fast and it was easy to lose a grip on their reigns, but Matthew was able to hold on. They lay their bodies flat on the mosasaurs to reduce drag so that the mosasaurs can swim faster.

The cover showed a massive prehistoric landscape filled with tyrannosaurs, triceratops, and pterodactyls soaring through the sky. Nicholas gasped. “A big one!” He marveled, his eyes round with excitement. Michael chuckled. “Five hundred pieces big, kiddo.” Nicholas looked impressed. “That’s a lot.” He murmured as he stared down at the pieces in complete wonder. August crouched slightly beside him. “I thought you might like the challenge.” He said softly. “How about it?” Nicholas nodded eagerly as he grinned up at him. “I will do it!” Enzo dropped into one of the chairs nearby. “Five hundred pieces?” He said with mock seriousness. He looked at Nico for a while. “Kid, that thing will take you

"I don't have plans. I just thought you'd want time alone with your son." "See!" Noe grabbed my hand. "She doesn't have plans! She can come! Please, Camille? The museum is so cool and they have this huge T-Rex skeleton and a whole room about herbivores and you said you like Brachiosaurus so you HAVE to see the Brachiosaurus exhibit!" "Noe, I don't think…" "Please?" His eyes went wide and pleading. "Please, please, please?" I glanced at Adrien, trying to read his expression. But the Ice King was firmly back in place.

Tad "Come in this is the main workshop where all the main lab equipment and the machine for the resurrection is placed" Julian walks inside and sees a huge room with many different types of machines and many scientists operating in them. Tad "Come this way this is where the resurrection machine is placed" He brings Julian in front of a machine which looked like the upper half was a glass capsule and the lower half had wires which connected to a small platform. Julian "So this is the machine which can resurrect a fossil" Tad "Yes, so why don't you take out your fossil so that we can start it right away"