Space Marine Books Novels & Stories

Roscoe said just like what I had it imagined. I’m not really surprised by it. I’m actually excited. We’re gonna spend our night time fucking once more. It’s already ten in the evening and some of his men had already went inside their own tent. There were ten men who stayed to roam around the island and secure the place. Mortel was one of them. The moment we entered our own tent, Roscoe immediately ravished my lips with his hot tongue. I laughed as I met his lips halfway. It’s a good thing we had a huge tent like a house-like. We could do whatever we want to do here.

At least there, I can have peace. When I arrived at the garden, I felt the peace hugging me. 'Finally.' Away from those stabbing gazes, away from that annoying expression of Rosine, away from that indifferent male lead. Amongst the books I brought with me, there's one with an inconspicuous book with a simple red cover. "From One Space to Another" is the title of the book. It is a romance story about a girl who can teleport from one place to another and a boy who was from another parallel universe.

"We had a very big argument at school today during recess." "Did you?" I asked, turning back to the stove to drop the pasta into the boiling water. "What was the argument about?" "Astronauts and deep-sea divers," Tom said loudly, shaking his head. "Leon thinks space is harder because you float and aliens might eat you. But I told him deep-sea divers wear giant heavy suits and the water can crush a submarine like a soda can! I saw it in a book last week. Space doesn't have water pressure, Daddy. Don't you think divers have it harder?"

I brushed the crumbs from my hands and looked toward the golden sea beneath the sunset. "Territory taken by force will eventually be taken by someone else." I turned to him calmly. "I just want to raise fish properly." "Lord, a merchant ship has brought news from far away." Captain White entered my shelter, his face looking grim. "What news?" "To the east, there's a large faction called the Dragon Court. They're absorbing every fleet they can find. To the west, the Deep-Sea Cult has appeared. They hunt tamed sea beasts, claiming that all marine life belongs only to the Sea God."

The cold breeze sweeping from the water brushes over my face and body sending strokes of cold down my spine. I tighten the straps of my life jacket, feeling its secure embrace against my chest. Dustin does the same behind me from where he is sitting, my eyes shining with excitement and a hint of nervousness. We scan the book of the boat carrying us—the Mars Cruise, a sleek and high-tech boat that promises an unforgettable adventure.

But August kept the robot astronaut book next to him, kept glancing at it, already planning when they could read more. The next visit Carter brought a book about space exploration. The one after that was about ocean engineering. Each book chosen specifically for August's interests, each one slightly more advanced than the last. August started asking when Carter was coming on Thursday, started planning which books they'd read, started leaving space in his meticulously organized bookshelf for Carter's books.