Outer Space Novels & Stories

Conversations among the cosmic travelers transitioned from whispers of anticipation to exclamations of wonder as they beheld the cosmic landscapes that stretched infinitely before them. Maximus, Aurelius, and Limah, their forms adorned with celestial energies, stood at the forefront of this cosmic frontier. Conversations within their celestial council were imbued with awe and excitement, simple words like "limitless horizons" and "ethereal wonders" expressing the shared sentiment of discovery that resonated among the cosmic leaders.

“Sorry. That’s what we had to call the, um, outsiders.” We curled around the edge of the solar panel field and got on the straight path to the bar and restaurant where we worked. The night sky was alight with stars, clear enough that I could pick out entire constellations, galaxies, and a passing comet. Before Ollie could comment on my mistake, I pointed up at it. “Look at that!” He squinted. “Uh, at what, exactly?”

The small white figure was slightly shining with white light, and a chain as thin as a hair was also shining. The chain moved, and the white figure seemed to have sensed it. The white light around it became more dazzling. The light seeping out along the dense cracks on its skin and wrapped itself in a ball of white light. Boom! Faint thunderclaps echoed out in outer space and caused the great stars to tremble. Swoosh! A beam of white light shot out from the depths of outer space. It was a bolt of lightning that lit up outer space. The thick bolt of lightning struck the corpse, causing it to explod

She mumbled, “This is the time to right the mistake... I'll stop you from destroying them, either it's a curse, it's the ancient blood!” In the area invisible from the world, the area once devoid of life and was empty space, the never-before sense of might rose up to the heaven. Slightly, the heaven open and the beyond space make out in the whitehole above! Within the area so far away from the entrance, and as if goes deeply below-ground, the vibration of the anger voice can be heard. It said, echoed out, “I've been walking for who-knows-how-much time have been, yet this seem to have no end!”

I have never had anything like this before soon my plate was empty because I was so impatient to consume it all. After my amazing dinner. I decided to go and get some fresh air. "Dad I'll be outside for a while" I informed my dad and left with a juice in my hand. It was dark but the brightness of the moon shined making the garden even more captivating. I sighed and walked around enjoying the fresh air and the moon but suddenly something hit me. 'The note' I remembered... I remembered how someone had written soulmates aren't found but made... those words came flashing in my eyes making me feel the depths of them. I was still thinking how could a person explain it so clearly.. when I saw her..

Tears well up in my eyes again, that is all I feel like I am doing at the minute. We part ways and we get into our positions in the ritual circle. Scarlet takes a deep breath and starts to chant the words that will start the sacrifice. This time as she chants a light blue light starts to flow through the objects which connects them all together. While Scarlet is chanting the blue light then travels around her and up it goes it even makes her hair rise like the blue light is creating a breeze and it keeps travelling into the night sky.

Above them hung the white door, now massive enough to span the horizon, and from beyond it poured a power so alien it made their bones ache. The New Balance child stood beside them, their starlight skin glowing brighter as the alien power washed over them. “This is the Outside,” the child said. “Where nothing exists. Where the One Who Is Not Lives. It has no form, no name, no purpose—except to unmake everything that is.”

(NOMO HOLT’S POINT OF VIEW) The Star-Jumper dropped out of warp over the third moon of Caelum. Nomo checked the sensors, his fingers moving with a relaxed, practiced grace. Below them, the moon was a marble of swirling azure and indigo—the Blue Sand Moon. There were no cities here, no high-sector towers, and no ancient debts. Just a vast, empty wilderness under a sky that held three different suns. "We’re here, Sofia," Nomo said, his voice quiet. Sofia came up behind him, her chin resting on his shoulder as they looked out the cockpit glass. The blue dunes shifted in the light of the rising suns, looking like frozen waves of a sapphire sea.

in the dark. In the deep-void, the Union discovered that "Nothingness" was a lie. The space between clusters was filled with "Dark-Matter-Filaments"—invisible rivers of potential that the Curators had never been able to "Catalog" because they were too fluid. The Union, with their "Dissonant-Resonance," found that they could "Graft" their bronze-wood to these filaments. They began to build the Void-Orchard, a series of massive, free-floating stations that acted as "Waypoints" for the long journey across the abyss.

"He's just... he's far away." I looked out the shattered remains of the dome. We weren't in the Oort Cloud. We weren't even in the Milky Way. Around us, the stars didn't look like the familiar constellations of Earth. They were massive, distorted flares of blue and green, arranged in a terrifying, spiraling geometry that defied every map in the Lane archives. "Where are we?" I asked, the sheer scale of the emptiness making my head spin.