The Martian Novels & Stories

I asked others to leave except Xavier. I cleaned the marble tab of the tent and spread the ice cubes on it. After that I gently carried Martina and placed her on the tab covered with ice cubes. " It's relaxing. Thank you Loren. I needed this amount of coldness to cool down my rummage heat," Martina muttered as she closed her eyes. The ice cubes melted releasing the smoggy texture. I noticed the temperature of Martina was returning back to normal. Plus her clothes were getting wet and sticking to her body.

I glanced at Marwan and he looked angry. "What are they?" His mouth went into a sharp line and he sighed. "They are invading weeds called Phragmites. They breathe carbon dioxide. I'm certain that the supervolcano underneath this place is giving them all a massive boner. They will find a way to set it off and fill the atmosphere with what they can survive on. The nuclear winter won't bother them either. This planet is going to be destroyed Zax, we need a ship to take us off the planet and within the year," he said in all seriousness. I swallowed uncomfortably and sighed. It appears that we were going to commandeer the royal mound and then we could save some humans too. We started hiking south

What the bloody hell is going on? There are no more red wolves. The last one of them died several decades ago. I don’t need a wolf anymore. At the rate this one is going, I choose to remain wolfless. I don’t want this… I am a creep. They were all right about me. I am a fvcking creep. The moon is gone… why am I having my first shift on a moonless night and in my bedroom at such an odd hour?

Omega Allyson and Omega Julia. As she watched her mother walk closer, she became even more uneasy; her heart wanted to run fast. It was still fresh in Kennedy's mind what her mother did to her ten years ago. She felt stiffened and could not even move a bit. Still, Kennedy managed to compose herself in front of her mother, the Luna of the Silver Cross pack. She lowered her head and said, " Greetings to Katherine, Luna of the Silver Cross pack." From a distance, she could see how fast the servant ran to avoid the luna.

" I promise " The ixoras had started to bloom, they lined the edges of the road, elegantly showcasing a blend of yellow and red, but one look could disclose the last time they had a good trim, there weren't gardeners, this wasn't a garden, there were other flowers, hibiscuses, Christ thorn, some fresh, others wilted, the flowers grew amongst each other, struggling for space.

“Mars. The ungrateful ass.” “Mars? Like the planet?” “Like Marceline. But no one calls me that.” “I like it. Suits you better.” He stood, offered me his hand. “You staying in town?” “Two weeks. I’m a travel blogger.” “Let me guess. You’re here to write about our ‘charming coastal town’ and ‘pristine beaches.’” “Something like that.” “Well, Mars the travel blogger, next time you want to swim, check the flags. Red means dangerous conditions. Like today.”

The Red Planet, Mars. Named after the Roman god of war, it was the fourth among all the planets in Gaea's solar system. And true to its namesake, humanity had made it their primary military base and the heart of their military might. Thanks to Sol being mostly enclosed by Helios, its solar winds could no longer wreck havoc on the planet, and this allowed its frozen waters to melt. Humanity helped Mars' redevelopment along by terraforming it purposefully and restored its atmosphere as it used to be countless millennia ago.

The moment I least wanted to remember came replaying in my mind again: the moment of Lenhandro's betrayal, carrying along fierce hatred and a seething rage. "That day when Lenhandro came around, something happened, and I reincarnated." I answered, my voice low and heavy, tinged with a mix of anger and hatred for Lenhandro. "My soul has been occupying this body ever since then." I added, my gaze fixed on a particular point in space as I brooded over my surging wrath. "Then who's that Xenra that's ruling us?" Marcus' question broke into the fog of anger that had settled in my heart, snapping me back to the present.

Or even get enough of the scent. Who does this scent belong to? Looking down, in front of the tree, sat a lady in shattered dress and she looked unkempt and malnourished and she seemed to be sleeping. How come she is yet to notice us? Tenor stirred up and seemed suddenly interested in her. Who is she? "Mate!" He said and I stepped back a bit in abrupt shock. Mate? How could I have a mate? And that too so soon? "Please, don't give me that. Selene promised us a new mate. See, she look lean. Take her inside." He said but I could not move from the place.