Star Trek Novels & Stories

| Harley | "Come back inside, Har." Scotty's deep, seductive tone makes me jump, sucking in a deep breath as my hands begin to shake. He sits down beside me after I refuse to budge or speak and hands me a lit blunt, perfectly rolled and thick, then wraps his arm around my back, tugging me into the side of his warm body. I concentrate on the blunt between my fingers, watching as the cherry brightens as I inhale and illuminate the thick cloud of smoke I blow out that spirals up into the air. I track the smoke and catch a glimpse of the tiny, brilliant stars that are unusually clear in the sky. On most nights, city lights illuminate the sky and diminish the brilliance of the stars. It’s fucking

I can tell she's hesitant to give me any information. "Stacy." I give her my most reassuring smile. "Hi, Stacy, I'm Cassidy and this is,," I point to the obnoxious buffoon standing next to me, "Alex. We're having a little disagreement that needs to be settled. Would you mind weighing in on the matter?"

what he was looking for. Some of the mutant leaders wielded pistols. Some had familiar designs similar to the weapons in his hands. No doubt they looted from the corpses of the dead wolves in the temple. There were a few others with archaic designs similar to ChaosMarines. They must have come to the planet with the heretics, Ragnar thought. As long as he doesn't get off the bridge quickly, it doesn't matter. He looked around and everyone else saw what he noticed. He immediately recognized their smell and appearance. With true space wolf independence, they decided for themselves. However, they withstood a firestorm against their enemies, killing them with every attack. Ragnar saw that there

Though her bio-engineered body bore the marks of countless journeys, her eyes still sparkled with the same inquisitiveness that had driven her all those years ago. One day, a distress call pierced the serene hum of the Guardians' headquarters. It originated from a remote corner of the galaxy, a system known as the Trillium Cluster. The cluster, a haven for diverse species, was renowned for its vibrant cultural exchange and peaceful coexistence. Now, however, the call spoke of escalating tensions, a breakdown in communication that threatened to tear the cluster apart. Anya, her heart heavy with concern, assembled a council. "The Trillium Cluster," she declared, her voice echoing through the c

TAKEN- Final They had gotten to the location they already set, waiting for their prey. Stella was really happy she was gonna end all this. Marcus already got their ticket and she already has her stuff ready too. After she was done with Jenifer, she was gonna give Spencer the order to to kidnap Flora. Every other thing would be when she gets back with her husband. She knew Marcus would have found out then that she still had her baby. Whatever his reaction was would determine the next step she was going to take in releasing Flora.

’ Rum flashed a boyish grin. Well, the fans of Star Wars would beg to differ. I looked around once more. ‘Now what?’ Rum turned away. ‘Let’s go.’ ‘Huh?’ I turned away from the pond—hmm? Are my eyes playing a trick on me or did the air above the pond danced like the sails of a ship in the wind. ‘Rose?’ The deep voice called out. I stared hard but there was no movement. So I quickly turned back to Rum and dashed over.

Adam ordered while cursing. Jes grabbed Adam's arm causing Adam to turn around. Jess shook her head. "I don't want to eat anything other than spice porridge." she asked. TBC.

Better than none. "Can't a beggar be a chooser, right?" The digital networks here, known to the locals as Earth Net and Sky Net, were intriguing. Earth Net interconnected the entire globe, while Sky Net facilitated interplanetary communication. This place was a tapestry of marvels, reminiscent of the galaxies explored in "Star Trek," the diverse species of "Valerian and the City of a Thousand Planets," the epic sagas of "Star Wars," and the intricate societies of "Dune."

Back and forth, back and forth again, it always like that. Cherry was in front of Langit's workroom, she had no choice but to talk to the man because Revan had been bothering her the whole time. The man who lask week asked Cherry to help him talk to Langit because he didn't want to repeat the subject of her brother. Cherry's hand raised to knock the door, but he hesitated. Finally Cherry turned back, sje hasn't talked to Langit yet. Before she stepped away, her phone vibrated again, putting Revan's name on the screen.

In fact, despite looking very relaxed, these five men were emitting a powerful aura that surpassed any human generals she had ever met. "Good evening Your Highness, I am Joshua," said the biggest one with long brown hair. The first thing Julie noticed was the two big scars running from the middle of his forehead down to his left cheek. Trying her best not to stare at his scars due to her surprise, Julie's curiosity was sparked because it was common knowledge that Aliens heal themselves and if they do get healed, they would never be left with scars. So how was it that this man had a scar? "My name is Levy. Nice to meet you My Lady." The man with a jolly and friendly smile introduced himself n