Realistic Science Fiction Novels & Stories

John was optimistic but it wasn't enough to keep them still, the quivering sound of one of the campers was a signal that it was only a matter of seconds before everything went South for them. "Gary... I know you are frightened but please for your sake and the rest of us do not do anything stupid." John said trying to manage the whole situation and it was too late, the long claws of a beastly creature had slized through someone's flesh. The creature was huge with animalistic features of a wolf it's eyes a shiny red that was visible through the dark. It stood tall with the upper half of it's body widely intimidating and they all looked like ants before him. Their eyes went slowly to look at Ga

“Why would you, since you’re not into sci-fi? It’s Ursula Le Guin. About a man who has the ability to change reality through his dreams.” “I can see why you might be into that.” He smiled faintly. “It’s not quite what you think. The protagonist is very much a dreamer. Passive to a fault. It’s other people who want to change the world, usually with disastrous consequences.” Cole sighed. “You know, that’s another thing I don’t get about science fiction. For a genre that’s supposed to be all about technology and progress and the future…why does it always turn out to be a massive disaster whenever somebody tries to do anything or change anything?”

Futurama depicted an American landscape where automobiles would become the dominant form of transportation, flowing efficiently and delivering their precious passengers along divided superhighways allowing for high-speed travel with a double-decker design that allowed pedestrians to dominate through beautifully developed towns and cities. With moving light, inspiring audio and color effects, Futurama prophesied an American utopia enhanced with an assortment of cutting-edge technologies, the stuff of wildest imagination. Remote-controlled semi-automated vehicles, industrial power plants supplying everyone with power, farms growing artificially produced crops and aeration plants to purify and

“....I'd rather be seen as a pornstar than as a gay.“ Richard ended his rambling. “Uh...can you go into more details about hitting a nightclub? I just might be interested now.“ Arthur was in a dilemma. But he'd rather be in a nightclub than be subjected to Ursula's silliness. “You should be.“ Richard grinned. “It's for our good. We can't live another day in this agony.“ “Agreed. So what exactly is your plan?“ Arthur inquired unenthusiastically. Richard took on another rambling session. Arthur nodded with fake interest but completely tuned out at the voice. It was faint but loud enough to invade his being. At first, he thought it was his imagination. But it continued and it felt so real. With