Sci Fi
The Centurion
The disgusting movement of her skin shows me — that, and her strange fascination with clocks. Most of the aliens of the Federation have varying degrees of sentience iridescence, but only centurions have that unusual concern, which almost becomes a concern over time.
By Saroj Rana4 years ago in Fiction
Wanderer of the Apocalypse - Episode IV
Morning came, and everything was quiet in the neighborhood. I was peacefully sitting in the kitchen. I listened to some Duran Duran in my headphones, while I waited on my kettle to provide me with near-boiling water for my tea. Breakfast was barely served and Rupert had already devoured the contents of his plate.
By BPDCupcake4 years ago in Fiction
Insight
Donovan stood in front of the teleporter and stared at it for the longest time. ENTER YOUR DESIRED DESTINATION There were teleporter spots placed in various locations within a two-mile radius from each other. Teleportation didn’t work exactly how Donovan had always imagined it. As convenient as it was, somebody just couldn’t teleport from anywhere.
By Jasmine Aguilar4 years ago in Fiction
A Free Online Science Fiction Novel- “Liberty”- Chapter 7
*Note- *Note- A short prologue is on chapter one. Each chapter has a link to the next to make reading it easier. This is chapter seven of a novel I am sharing online, titled Liberty, A Daughter Universe Novel. I use the word “Liberty” because it relates to this story on multiple levels.
By Blaine Coleman4 years ago in Fiction
The Oracle Hour
Paleo Style That the quonset hut was located on salt flats could have added electrolytes to the boy’s own, or else it was a trick. There must be something more going on. And Jethro thought this: when you are grown without a belly button you’re not from this timeline. You are your own ancestor, which has to be harder than it sounds. For, despite returning with heterozygote vigor[1] and apocalyptic expectations, your mission is sure to be lost along the way.
By Michelle Dussault4 years ago in Fiction
A Free Online Science Fiction Novel- “Liberty” Chapter 5- Sarah
*Note- A short prologue is on chapter one. Each chapter has a link to the next to make reading it easier. This is chapter five of a novel I am sharing online, titled Liberty, A Daughter Universe Novel. I use the word “Liberty” because it relates to this story on multiple levels.
By Blaine Coleman4 years ago in Fiction
Building a Bridge Too Vast to Cross
Our bridge has four generations. The outside is snow-white because of the sun, but our breeding caves are like the warm gold that I remember from my youth. It takes half a day to crawl from end to end, and the apex is proud to look at the southern ocean. My ancestors built this bridge with mineral saliva that dries as hard as bone. It will last for generations, but the lake below the bridge shrinks, leaving white salt rings as the water level drops. When the water is gone, we will be exposed to predators, and there is already not as many algae as there used to be.
By Rajya laxmi4 years ago in Fiction
The Watch
It was a curse. This deep, smoldering anger that colored every moment and every action of the day and night, every thought, even his dreams. It was like, he thought, a deep underground fire of the kind that spends years eating away at a coal mine, bursting to the surface now an then in flames to be extinguished or at least dampened down, only to appear somewhere else on the landscape days, weeks, even years later. Alois Schickelgruber could not remember a day in his entire life when the anger was not there. But then, there was never a day when there was not a reason to be angered.
By Mark Newell4 years ago in Fiction
Before Blindness
The man and his wife began speaking to one another in sign language. Neither had ever spoken this way before. And yet, suddenly, in the middle of an argument, they'd lost their ability to hear and started signing as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
By Sejal shrestha4 years ago in Fiction
