Outer Space Novels & Stories

On the very next line beneath Portia's elegant script, she wrote in her own gentle, flowing handwriting: No matter how big the storm, we never let go. Portia looked down at the words, her eyes glistening. Under the canopy of the glass greenhouse, surrounded by the warmth of thousands of fairy lights, the future no longer felt like a terrifying battlefield—it felt like a beautiful promise they were already living.

The last sparks of the sunset had burned out to cinder, leaving a sky of deep, rich indigo like a bruise, cut by the sharp, icy edge of a billion stars. The Aether was a world unto its own, a tiny island of heat and light suspended on an infinite, dark ocean. The only sound was the timeless, gentle sigh of the water against the hull and the soft, measured beat of their breathing.

Aria asked. "He’ll see the 'Data-Stain' of the explosion," Ethan said, his "Dominating" voice an "Absolute" vow. "But by the time he 'Indexes' the target, we’ll be in the 'Exosphere'. He can’t 'Liquidate' what he can’t 'Track' in the 'High-Frequency' clutter of the launch." The Vow of the "Exosphere"

Ambrose brought out a small projector and ordered Owen, who was driving ahead, to lower the partition and turn off the car lights. As he connected the projector to his phone, a grand blue celestial display of stars and galaxies unfolded across the car's roof. Larissa's breath caught, and she heard Ambrose's deep, pleasant voice by her ear, "Is it beautiful?" After a moment's pause, Larissa softly responded, "It's amazing." With a gentle rotation of the screen, the starry expanse on the car's roof also revolved accordingly. Each star gleamed brightly as if it had transported them into a luminous sea of stars and galaxies.

he smirked, raising his hand to point to the window opposite us. I walked to the window, my eyes fixed on him, and then I gazed outside. I gasped in shock, unable to believe my eyes. It was a dead end, and it was dark. There was no light, and I couldn't see anything outside. The sky wasn't blue but rather a deep red in color, something I had never seen before. I attempted to look again and saw some white hands, as if they were trying to wave. I couldn't quite understand what they were, and the darkness made it difficult to see clearly.

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.

Their easy intimacy was like nothing he’d ever experienced before, and Gage communicated his desperate need for this woman. When they returned to watching the sky, she sighed. “Isn’t the universe incredible? And unpredictable. Those streaks of light are all rocks and boulders hurtling through space. We live on a giant marble, never knowing when it could collide with other marbles. Suns explode… stars collide… black holes destroy entire solar systems.”

"Are you alright? Murry-cat?" Murry stared. He'd never seen anything more magnificent or more frightening. Deep space was vast and intimidating. Unexpectedly, Murry felt so insignificant standing before the cosmos. His problems were tiny, and he was this little thing of nothing. Galaxies, universes, they were all more than the world. This expanse was more than Earth. He was seeing what only a few astronauts had ever seen.

The outer reaches were still thousands of miles away from the true core. According to Oskar's map, the core was a most crucial locale within the Starry Sky Battlespace, as it held significance as the battleground where an ancient true celestial clashed with an extraterrestrial evil force. The celestial's blood dripped into the void, and the incredibly strong might that came with it was what gave rise to the uniqueness of the Starry Sky Battlespace! Rumour has it that the opportunities to become a celestial lay hidden somewhere in its core.

Ocean: Oh, that means there is no need to get worried. Moon: Why were you out of the room in the first place? I thought you would fall asleep and you would be safe. Ocean: I had a nightmare. I didn't want to wake you up and fresh air always helps me calm my nerves so I went outside. Moon: Okay. Next time you'll wake me up. I don't want you getting hurt okay? Ocean: How would we be safe here, in your room?