Space I Novels & Stories

“Anita… that is our ultimate shot.” I exhaled sharply. “Then let’s take it.” The trendy grinned. “Then you’re gonna love what we’ve been hiding on this base.” He came to the wall- set up the screen. A hangar opened. And internal it? A labeled area shuttle. Rachel’s jaw dropped. “You have a freaking spaceship?” The trendy smirked. “Welcome to Plan B.” My telecel smartphone buzzed. A very last message. Unknown: “If you cross up there, you won’t come back.”

I pushed the answer button on the screen and listened to the message. "Hello? I don't know if anyone will actually answer this, but my name is Noah. I am from Earth's International Space Unit. After your unit lost contact with Earth, my unit was sent to find you. Unfortunately, all of my crew is dead. I've been here alone for a long time. Please, if there is anyone out there, please, please call back." Earth must have implemented an international space unit after we got disconnected because I had never heard of it before. I listened to the message over and over again. His voice was so smooth and familiar. I couldn't tell where I knew it from.

IMD was responsible to handle and deal with all the interplanetary infractions and affairs. With the expansion of humanity’s horizons in outer space and the Glitch, the military had to evolve over the years. Right now, there were three primary sections under the military. One of them was IMD, the second is Interplanetary Glitch Ministry of Defense, i.e. IGMD. The third one is the International Ministry of Armed Defense, i.e. IMAD to contribute to peace and security inside the planet’s borders. These three avoid interference with each other's affairs and are considered solely independent of each other.

Okay. I arranged to meet Katie Spencer at a stylish cafe. I scrolled through my phone while waiting absentmindedly. Mark kept updating his social media posts. They went to the Erendal Sea to feed seagulls as well as Chrisandor Cathedral to pray for good luck and make wishes. They were planning to visit Mount Canderria next. It was the exact itinerary I had spent a month preparing. I had looked forward to this trip, but in the end, I was the only one left behind.

Greg asked. “As you guessed, this is not your birthplace.” The being in front of him said. “Actually, not even this is real. It is an image that we placed there so you could understand how close our planets are alike. Everything you see here is a way for you to understand.” “So you are what exactly?” Greg asked as he looked around, and he was trying to take everything in that was there. The room was something that he had never seen before. The silence was there as well. It was ultra-silent in a way that almost made his ears ring. Though he was trying to figure out where he was, really. He had to assume he was somewhere other than his dreams. Dreams didn’t feel like this. This was real someho

We can now use portals to connect to basically everywhere with a portal connected to it, to connect one portal to another the portal makers should program the codes so that one portal could pair with another one that is approved so there's no accidental mistakes where people enter wrong portal. He ended the tour after he showed us to the latest spaceship called "Falcon X7i", but he told us that after this meeting he'll reveal the newer and bigger version of this hi-tech spaceship. We are now sitting in this large ballroom, the seats are very comfortable and it includes all the features like automatic temperature seat and messages. "Hey do you think there's going to be some attractive women i

ever! The bright yellow double doors swing open revealing a grinning Zack. "Welcome home honey," he says in a sweet voice looking at Cole. Cole rolls his eyes dramatically before pulling him into a bro hug thing. "Hey Isabella." Zack says finally sensing my presence. I smile softly as he leads us inside, this house is huge there's a lot of open space making it feel bigger than what it already is. We come to a halt inside a gym room. But there seems to be a small bar sort of thing to the right of the room with high chairs and a high table. Like a bigger version of a bar at a club and not against a wall.

One week Later Cassidy's POV I watched Starr move sitting on the chair as she continued to the blow air into the balloon. "Babe I said I wanted a pink one," I pointed out and she held onto the mouth of the balloon removing it from her lips. "Isn't this pink?" She asked and I smiled "Baby that's red," Jason pointed out amused walking over to us and she frowned looking down at the balloon. "Okay I think you're losing too much oxygen," I told her smiling removing the balloon from her hands making her laugh.

“I meant to say Alpha Christian.” “Oh, right!” Levi turned around and looked at Kian. “By the way, Kian, what are your plans for private communications for SW?” “I am thinking of something that would work even in Blank Space, but I don’t really know what that world is like. Its electromagnetism or its radio frequencies and signal processing. I think we’ll have to work it out once we have a way to enter it,” Kian said.

Eve The War Room isn't a smoky backroom filled with men playing poker. It looks like the flight deck of a spaceship crashed into an industrial loft. Located in a nondescript warehouse in the Meatpacking District, the space is dominated by a massive, U-shaped bank of monitors suspended from the ceiling. Beneath them sits a sleek, tempered-glass command table that glows with a faint blue light. The air is frigid, kept super-cooled for the servers humming behind a glass wall, and the air is redolent with the smell of espresso.