Outer Space Books Novels & Stories

I turned off the light in Grandpa's room, walked lightly, and slowly felt my way out. The kitchen light was on, and the sound of Mom scrubbing the pot came from inside. Hiding from the light from the kitchen, I slipped along the yard wall to the main gate, gently pushed it open, and ran out. It was already past 9:00 pm. I had no idea where to go, so I just kept running. I had never been out alone so late before. It was currently summer, and many people in the village slept outside. Their homes lacked air conditioning, and some even lacked electric fans, so they would spread mats outside their doors and sleep there to stay cool. Thus, I was not that scared.

I’m no longer strapped down—thank God—but my wrists ache where the cuffs once held me. I blink hard and look around. I’m in the back of another vehicle. Through the tinted windows, I catch glimpses of towering spires and a sky that doesn’t belong to Earth. It's the same as the regular night sky with the moon and star, but there's something inhumane about the air. “What…where is this?” I whisper, voice raw.

Matthews placated “That’s more like it. Now talk to me Steph” James said I watched on in amusement as Stephanie took her time to talk just to rile James and everyone in the room up. Seeing as they were all just as interested to know how her training went. “Well for starters, you are looking at the new gamma of alpha Chaos and I have a tattoo to show my status” Stephanie spilled with excitement as she pushed the shirt on her shoulder to show off the rank tattoo which made up of the Chaos family emblem with three moons with a star on top of each of them. And some strange writings under the whole thing.

Outer space is a deep, dark ocean, vast and terrifying, yet filled with wonders no mind can truly grasp. In that endless void, there are countless galaxies, each one a brilliant, spiraling island, a jewel spilled across the black velvet. One of those islands, anchored far away on the edge of darkness, was the Aetheria Galaxy. Its center was a giant, steady beacon of light, constant and calm, keeping every world in its grip warm and alive. Though breathtaking, Aetheria was just a single, small piece in the immense, sprawling territory controlled by the Royal Fenrir Empire.

Overall, Miyuki liked and knew how to cook, it was one of the few things she learned from her mother, and then grandma also taught her how to make a few dishes, especially the more traditional ones. After breakfast, Miyuki bought and read one of the e-books that she had reserved while waiting for a visit in Kai Ichatashiko's office. As the description and opinions of other readers indicated, the book turned out to be very interesting and addictive, so Miyuki read until late afternoon and broke away from the world of books when the newest Aoi Takashima's song was played on the radio again. It was then that Miyuki remembered his words that the night and darkness are beautiful and looked out th

Still in their nightwears, the both of them left their room, making sure they made no noise lest Wade joined the party. They sneaked down the empty hallway and down the stairs. On the ground floor, they hastened till they got to the door. “You sure we should do this?” Harold asked. “Certainly!” On the outside, hundreds of stars dotted the dark sky. The wind howled loudly, messing up their hair but they didn't mind. In fact, they liked it. They enjoyed it. “His hostel should be the one in the middle.” “Yeah, it is,” Harold replied. They both walked in silence, kicking a few stones out of their way as they did. The stones tumbled out of their way and stopped.

“There’s something going on beyond the portal that has them more concerned than normal.” “Beyond the portal?” I mused. “There are so many portals. What portal are they worried about?” As he patiently looked at me, I noticed that the anxiousness in his beautiful eyes slowly shifted to love that bordered on lust. “It’s a saying more than a place. When they say Beyond the Portal they mean in the alternate reality. It’s a way of keeping it separate from time travel and the like.” “I see,” I said as I considered this fact. “So, if they’re referring to time travel, then, they simply say time travel?”

"Hannah, why'd you sneak out while I was still snoozing? You promised I'd wake up to your face," the voice on the phone whined. Hannah shot me a look and hushed her voice. "Left my toiletries behind yesterday. Didn't want you to catch me looking a mess." I couldn't care less about their lovey-dovey talk and headed out. Last night, along with the divorce papers, I dropped my resignation at work. A notification popped up: my resignation was already processed.

The solidification of Aethel-9 in the Sahara had turned the desert into a sanctuary of glass and sound, but the L1 Lagrange point was already pulsing with a different frequency. The "Second Book" was arriving, and it didn't look like a geometric dodecahedron or a city of light. It looked like a Spore-Cloud.

But August kept the robot astronaut book next to him, kept glancing at it, already planning when they could read more. The next visit Carter brought a book about space exploration. The one after that was about ocean engineering. Each book chosen specifically for August's interests, each one slightly more advanced than the last. August started asking when Carter was coming on Thursday, started planning which books they'd read, started leaving space in his meticulously organized bookshelf for Carter's books.