Out In Space Novels & Stories

~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.

“I think something is in here.” Kane gasps, as I hand the toy to him and he rips it open, revealing folded paper. He grabs one out and unfolds it, reading it aloud. “Day 135, Oh, how I miss the sun. It feels like I have been down here forever. Menard promises once his wife is gone, he may bring me into the open. I’ll just have to cover my hair and hide my appearance.” Kane looks confused as he opens another. “Day 5,

She said, “It is too bad we don’t have popcorn. “But we have energy-pills,” Ruza said, popping one into her mouth and handing another one to Vivian. Vivian looked at it with distaste before putting it into her mouth, “Wish we had a way to get real food in space.” “Vivi..” “Hmmm…” “Will you promise me something?” “What?” She said, eyeing Ruza suspiciously. “ Promise me that you won’t do anything reckless. You will return quietly if Mr. Dixon doesn’t permit us to land.”

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.

Spencer gazed at Joanne tenderly. "Are you bored in your room?" Joanne shook her head in response. "No. I was chatting with my best friend." "Oh? What did you talk about?" Spencer asked. "She traveled overseas as well." Joanne pulled out her phone. "So, she snapped a few photos of the scenery for me." As she spoke, she passed her phone to Spencer. "Hold on," Spencer said all of a sudden. Joanne looked a little panicky. "W-What's the matter?"

2498, Somewhere in Space Spacecraft was travelling through the dark black area in space—the craft designed in the bow shape. The outer room was very dark. Only scattered light obtained due to refraction of light produced from the vessel was visible. Both the ends of craft built with powerful rotating fans and a large amount of heat exhausted from the back part exhausts precisely positioned under the fans—Centre point of the bow enclosed cockpit, which was fully roofed with solid and non-flammable materials. Transparent glasses installed for outer screening space. Inner walls of craft manufactured by utilizing metal could sustain in the space environment. It was running with its most incredib

He explains, “It was really weird, but I owed you, so I got you out of there.” “I was dead?” “Close, I had to pump you with over ten times the legal amount of stabilizers just to keep you breathing.” Terror states “Thanks,” Nya said, then she looked around, “Are we in an escape pod?” “A voyager pod, used to tout guests around areas too small for the ship. We’re in deep space right now. Nearest planet is…” he pauses to look at a screen, “…Marxa, which is about 12 light-years away.”

They began to fall toward the atmosphere below, where they would burn up like shooting stars. MISSION COMPLETE. SIGNAL SILENCED. REWARD: 40,000 CREDITS. THE AFTERMATH Ren logged out. He felt tired. Bone deep tired. The Zero-G missions always messed with his inner ear, leaving him dizzy and nauseous. He walked to the kitchen and poured a glass of water. His hand shook slightly. He opened his laptop to the Aethelgard News Feed. He knew what he would see. BREAKING NEWS: GLOBAL INTERNET OUTAGE

All of them were the living memory of what this pack is. The space between the moons. She had read about it in the first notebook, the first year Ivory Voss was in the territory. The space between the moons is not nothing. It is, in fact, where we live. She had read it many times. She understood it now in the way she understood things that had been true before she named them. The space between the moons was not the dramatic arc. The space between the moons was not the peak of the thing or the arrival of the thing or the naming of the thing.

TWENTY-FOUR Collins stood before Ajax's black raspberry farm. The array of trees scattered on the landscape was a beautiful sight to behold. So was the bright orange glow of the sunset sinking into the horizon. Watching it, he had flashbacks of several moments like that. Those would be he and April watching the sunset every week while they ate burgers. It was a sacred moment that stopped when her condition became severe as she didn't need much exposure to the sun. Collins squeezed his eyes shut, remembering the way the light dimmed in her eyes with each day that drew her close to her deathbed.