Novel Space Novels & Stories

Ivana cocked her head to the side. "Remember I promised to fess up everything, I think it's time, Ivana, I know it's hard to believe what I'm going to say but please be patient, I'll explain everything to you. The truth is this world is the world I created, in short, we're inside my novel," She confessed. A burst of laughter tore the silence in the room, "Nice one," Ivana laughed out aloud. "I know it's hard to believe but it's true," Arielle let out a nervous laugh.

Annalise retorted while enjoying the food that Zeno prepared for her. “What kind of plot, then?” Zeno inquired. “Hmm, maybe about games or robots? I’m not sure but I’m trying to think which one is better. Although, I’m thrilled about writing a novel that’s all about science fiction,” she replied. “Robots will be good. I’m sure that they will adapt to your novel if you finish that. Maybe they will also try to release a game about that,” Zeno explained, which made Annalise chuckle softly.

No lights were on, but the large, uncovered windows let the moon flood the space in silver. Nova stepped inside slowly. It looked like a study. Shelves lined the walls, some filled with books, others with notebooks. Near the far wall, a desk sat, cluttered but organized. Beside it, a tall cabinet with glass panels revealed rows of neatly stacked black leather journals. Nova picked one. Her fingers trembled as she opened it. It was a sketchbook. And every single page… was of her. Some drawings were full-body, her shelving books, sipping tea, walking down a rainy sidewalk with her hair wrapped in a scarf. Others were close-ups, her eyes mid-laugh, the curve of her cheek when she smiled, her fi

Vulnerable. She looked like the woman he'd married, before he'd spent three years trying to erase her. "I heard," Aurora said without turning around. "The trading floor is calling it the greatest corporate collapse of the decade. They're comparing it to the fall of empires." "It wasn't a collapse," Silas whispered. "It was a surrender." Aurora finally turned to look at him. Her sapphire eyes were dry, but they carried a weight that suggested she'd spent the night weeping.

~Juniper's POV~ The hum of the spaceship's engines was a constant lullaby, vibrating through the sleek metal walls of the Odyssey. I, Juniper Martin, had been a space cadet for three years now, and this solo mission with Mario Russo felt like a dream assignment. Or maybe a nightmare waiting to happen. We were charting a new asteroid belt for the Earth Space Command, our urban inspired habitat pod mimicking a high-rise apartment in New York, complete with holographic windows showing starry vistas and a control station that looked like a futuristic cock-pit bar.

' thought Nora as she headed straight for the waiting room. Nora's flight was in an hour. Nora had turned off her mobile phone and chose to read a novel by her favourite author. The novel told the story of the adventures of three people in various parallel worlds. This work was the second part of the previous work. Just by reading the novel, she felt like she was in another world and forgot for a moment what was happening to her at the moment. She seemed to be immersed in her own world of reading. Meanwhile, at the Torrence family mansion, Vivian, Adam's mother, was engrossed in reading a magazine in the living room. There was tea and freshly baked cookies on the table.

Year 2022, writer's POV I had always wanted to rent a place in the countryside, live quietly for a while, and write a few articles. The hustle and bustle of the city made people restless. Maybe it was in the countryside that I could calm down and focus on writing. A few days ago, someone recommended a small farmhouse to me. It had four rooms, one of which served as a kitchen. The yard was overgrown with weeds, looking dirty and unkempt, but I loved the location. It was also rustic, embodying the rustic aesthetic described by ancient scholars.

Suddenly, he felt a strange vibration throughout his body and looked up to see unfamiliar words written on the cave wall. With a burst of light, the words disappeared, and he saw the light shoot up to the moon, surrounded by a shimmering dance of stars. He followed the light until he found himself in the maternity ward of Corer Hospital. The light stopped at Ward 119, and he heard the cry of a newborn baby.