Sci Fi Spaceship Novels & Stories

Jack steered the pod past, picking up speed as he went. A huge ship appeared in front of them. Darts came and went. Jack pushed by, dipping underneath away from their turrets. More large ships appeared and finally one of theirs. The little pods looked like grapes on the side of the ship. The ship sent missiles out. Jack pushed the pod faster. He wasn't about to get caught in an explosion.

The lift came to a standstill at the 250th floor with a ding. They came out of the lift and walked to a section labeled ‘Restricted Access.’ Their footsteps resonated in the empty passage. They came to a halt in front of a massive glass wall. A beam of laser scanned them; then, they placed their palms on a section of the wall for fingerprint scanning. The glass wall slid to one side when they finally inserted both their ID’s. Vivian sucked in her breath when she saw the sleek spaceship. It was shaped like a boomerang, about 12 meters broad. It was made of vandalt, the darkest metal which could camouflage very well in the space once the spaceship was put on stealth mode.

When we reached the business center my eyes were locked on one ship. "Look Ashr, a Black Stellar Supernova Nuclear Fusion craft, an actual Phantom," I said practically climaxing by just saying the spacecraft name. It was a myth, a fabulous ship everyone talked about but had never seen and one was docked right in front of me. "Should we take it for a test flight?" I looked at Ashr like he had four heads.

After Chaos did a contract with every slave brought to the castle, he left the task of showing them the castle and everything to Belphegor and Jack, while he rushed back to the spaceship to see if anything was interesting. And by interesting, anything that Chaos could eat. He walked around, finding destroyed machinery which he decided to leave there, and some other things. The entire spaceship had the appearance of a giant nautilus, it even had big tentacles for some reason. The interior was like a large hall, and three corridors led to five rooms each.

They simply un-blurred from the background radiation of space, just past the orbit of Titan. ​They were beautiful and terrifying. They didn't look like ships at all, but like gargantuan, translucent Nautilus shells carved from frozen starlight. There were no visible engines, no weapons, no cold-processing arrays. They hummed with a frequency that was so deep it made the Respiration’s ironwood hull weep a sweet-smelling resin.

A quiet night passed. The next day, Dexter led the way and brought the group to the spatial ship’s dock. Although it was called a dock, in reality, it was a vast space. It was a space standing in the void, emitting an indescribable pressure. “Master, this is the starting point of the spatial ship.” Andrius’ group approached the center of the pressure. The doubts in Andrius’ heart grew heavier. He did not see the spatial ship. Did it not arrive yet?

The vibrant colors and intricate details of our celestial neighborhood sparkled with unprecedented clarity, a reminder of the incredible world we lived in. We could all feel the soft hum of his warp drive powering up, and a thrill of excitement ran through us. Then we soared into the vast distance. All of my mates and the children slept with us on the bridge Beast and Titan were the largest of the shuttle crafts, they were as large as a ship, and the forward screen's window was floor-to-ceiling so we could see our kingdom from our fold-out bed the first night. Now we will gaze at the universe, with our hearts full of wonder.

“No windows, I mean. I remember every ship I flew had huge windows on ‘em.” But Miko shook her head. “None that I personally saw,” the girl replied. “This makes so much more sense from an engineering standpoint. Glass, or even transparent metal would be a weak point in any ship. It does not matter how much armor the body has - all anyone has to do is target the pilot and defeat the ship. This design mimics that of a submarine, which perhaps is what spaceships should be like. “The ones from our fiction are designed to be flashy and interesting, not effective or practical.”

The seed-ships rose on pillars of blue light—gravitic drives that moved through the atmosphere as silently as a sigh. Twelve ships, shaped like silver seeds, drifted upward, their hulls shimmering as they caught the last rays of the sun. They looked like a new constellation being born. I felt Leo’s arm around my waist, pulling me close. "Look," he whispered, pointing upward. The ships reached the upper atmosphere and deployed their solar sails—vast, translucent wings of light-fiber that looked exactly like the petals of a Luna-Bloom. They caught the solar wind and began their long, slow journey toward the outer planets.

Tech Inside the silo, the air was a "Null State" of stagnant dust and "Acoustic" echoes. In the center of the "Labyrinthine" chamber sat the Vanguard-9. It was a "Mechanical" beast of riveted titanium and "Recycled" copper—a "Slumped" giant that looked more like a "Physical" weapon than a spacecraft.