Yuri Kagarin Novels & Stories

I felt anger bubble inside me. “Look at me!” I snapped. His eyes shot up to mine. “Do you know who I am?” I asked. He nodded. “Tell me.” “You’re Leah Garrison.” “Yes, I am. And you did this to me.” I held out my wrists and then lifted my jumper to show my healing wound. His eyes fell to my stomach and then back to his chained wrists. When he lifted his gaze again, his eyes were filled with sorrow. “I am so sorry; we did this to you.”

It was untouched from the day before, as usual. Going up to the door that read 'Gunnar Astor' on it, I knocked gently and waited to be permitted to enter. After about a minute of no response, I knocked again to get the same outcome. Getting frustrated, I released a low growl. It was early in the morning, I hadn't had my morning coffee and toast — toast was God's greatest gift to mankind. No one appreciated it enough. I was hungry, moody, suffering from a lack of sleep, and this infuriating man wasn't doing the simplest thing of saying 'come in'.

The television was on but General Ver's mind was far away, divided between the news and the storm he was facing, with him at the center. He saw Guion Bluford who became the first African-American in space aboard Space Shuttle Challenger on the STS-8 mission. General Ver thought it was a waste of money to send people to space. It was drowned out by the news of the assassination, however, by the footage of the Japanese tape which was aired over and over.

I wrapped my fingers around the handle and opened it. Nikolai Romanov stood on the other side. His expression told me Yelena had delivered every single word, and he looked as if he had been given a choice and had chosen to come anyway.

He was never fit to run a pack. I arrived at the tombs. At first they appeared uninhabited, but once you understood the layouts of the maze like crypts, you realize that you could weave through them easily. A fire lit torch burned brightly at the entrance, and I took it making my way through the tomb. "Nikolai Rydor," an attendant's voice bounced off the walls of the tomb. "We've been expecting you." I nodded, going after her. And soon we came up upon the elders gathering.

The service guy replies, "If I fall out of the tree before the gorilla - shoot the Chihuahua!" Gorsky's Luck - a bit of history When Apollo Mission astronaut Neil Armstrong first walked on the moon, he not only gave his famous "One Small Step for Man, One Giant Leap for Mankind" statement, but followed it by several remarks - usual com traffic between him, the other astronauts and Mission Control. Before he re-entered the lander, he made the enigmatic remark "Good luck, Mr. Gorsky." Many people at NASA thought it was a casual remark concerning some rival Soviet Cosmonaut; however, upon checking, there was no Gorsky in either the Russian nor American space programs.

He raised his hand and slowly unlatched his armored helm. The face underneath was scarred and weary, but unmistakable. It was Victor Volkov, the ISS Flight Engineer who was supposed to have perished in the initial explosion of the Russian segment. "Victor, it’s me! It’s Mina!" she cried, stepping out from cover. "Mina, get back!" Kazimir warned, his finger tightening on his trigger.

He kissed my cheek and left me to sleep. When I woke up next, we were not yet there and I was starting to get frustrated. As much as I wanted to go there, the plane ride was taking ages. I left the bedroom to see Nikolai furrowing his eyebrow at his computer. He was wearing some glasses on his face. The same ones he was wearing when we first met. It gave me nostalgic feelings. “ You’re awake? “ He asked. I nodded my head as I continued walking to him. “ You should go back to bed, “ he said as he stared at me.

She reported the facts as if she was a news anchor talking about a complete stranger. “I am Yuka, her little sister by the way. I guess he never talked about me before.” Yuka started to walk away, leaving me standing there frozen, not being able to process what I just heard. The trip Boss planned with such enthusiasm and love killed him and his wife. Why on earth did God decide to do that, why is this happening to them. “Do you want to come? I am going to his house, the funeral is over but you can still say goodbye to him if you like.”

Even pedestrians walking on the street stopped and looked up at the billboards, as if anticipating everyone's reaction, the man in the video gave a slight smile and continued. "You must be surprised to see me so suddenly, but don't be afraid because I will soon rule all of you, yes, you didn't hear wrong, I said rule. Now, let me introduce myself simply, my name is Walter Roberts and I am a scientist, and I was responsible for designing the country's first satellite and created many things after that, but I believe none of you have heard of them. But now, I've decided to stop my modesty and announce to the world the result of my research over the past decades."