Series
The Apex Associate
CHAPTER 1 Year 226 in transit “‘Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say…’” the commissioner reads aloud the electronic transcript from across the large red-cedar table. He huskily continues “‘guess we’re about to find out...prick’”. He’s parroting back my own words, intermittently staring into my soul for emphasis.
By Molly McPhee3 years ago in Fiction
The Incomplete Elements of Reign.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I remember thinking this to myself the day it happened, laying upside down on my couch, in the dark living room of my apartment. With Bethoven blaring in my noise canceling headphones and rivers of tears streaming down my face. Staring into my existential void through eloquently transitioned images of space dancing across the tv screen ahead of me. But, that was then.
By Courtney Nichols3 years ago in Fiction
The Smell of Ozone
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. That's the advertising blurb for a sci-fi book I'm attempting to read. It's supposed to be a great book that someone is going to turn into a great movie. All I can say is good luck with that. The screenwriter better have a great imagination. I mean, the premise of the book is awesome, but the execution leaves a lot to be desired.
By Clifton Brown3 years ago in Fiction
The Samhain Chronicles Ch. 12
The warm, heady odor of burning incense tickled Danny's nose when he awoke. He found himself laying in a plain, metal-framed bed that was a hair too short for his tall frame, in a room that was a little smaller than his apartment at the Academy. Large, heavy wooden beams adorned the ceiling, and the walls appeared to be constructed out of stacked stone and mortar. He heard movement to his left and quickly turned his head toward the noise, just in time to see a blurry, dark figure walk past the foot of his bed toward the room's only window. A groan left his throat and he squinted, temporarily blinded as the figure opened the shutters a little wider to let in more light to the darkened space. Upon hearing the sound of his groggy discomfort, the figure turned toward him with a soft gasp. "Oh," a woman's cheery voice exclaimed, "you're awake! I'm glad. How do you feel?"
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Fiction
The Mars Initiative: Chapter 3
Angelique, James, and I have known each other for years. In fact, James got me my job at Mars Division. He’s one of the lead engineers on the project with the second highest security clearance at this division. There are only a few people with more influence in any of the Mars Divisions around the country which means that James travels a lot to the various divisions to promote project synergy.
By Nicole Neal3 years ago in Fiction
Eden Cove Vol. 9
"Sometimes we need fantasy to survive the reality". Kaden sat in his office and tried to fit all the pieces of the puzzle that was his wife together in his mind. He had spent the majority of his marriage trying to figure out what game his wife was playing and when it was his turn to make a move. This time, Amelia had been clear in what she expected, she wanted to move back to their hometown. She just hadn't provided a reason for the move. Escapism was a concept that Kaden was familiar with, he went from being an only child who took on a lot of responsibility at home, to being a husband at only 18, to being a father at 23. For the most part, Kaden escaped in his mind only, daydreams, and fantasies, although a few times, he had crossed the line into reality. He felt sure based on Amelia's behavior that she knew about the other women, his mother had warned him before he got married that a wife could always tell when a husband strayed. For the most part, they meant nothing at all to him and took no time away from his family. Except for Diana. Things had gotten out of hand there, maybe he had even fallen a little in love with her but she was so young. She needed things Kaden could never really offer her, he couldn't bear to walk away from his family.
By Sasha Austin3 years ago in Fiction
Natural Magic Chapter 16
Read Chapter 15 Here Tilli supposed Key hadn't technically told them she was going to bed, but she had implied it, so Tilli was surprised to return to their room to find it empty. But with Key gone, Tilli was free to work on her artwork. Tilli wasn't sure why it bothered her to do art in front of Key. She had made that beautiful fox, after all. But she'd always been used to keeping her passion a secret. Not sure what, exactly, she wanted to draw, Tilli took a deep breath, held it for a moment, and let it go. Then she put charcoal to paper and let it guide her as she slipped into her thoughts.
By Molly Marjorie3 years ago in Fiction
Harriet's Hesitation
A mysterious unknown father is all very well, if one is a character in a novel, but there are benefits to a loving husband and in-laws who adore you. Miss Emma Woodhouse had all the advantages in life, and must therefore be forgiven a somewhat rose-coloured view of the world.
By Natasja Rose3 years ago in Fiction
One Way Railway Ch. 3
This place sure isn't like any I'd seen before. Everything looks all shiny and clean, from the floors to the ceiling. It makes my eyes hurt a little from the light sparkling off the gleaming red, white and polished silver. The people who ran it must really like working here to keep it so pretty looking. It strikes me as odd that they're aren't more customers in here. This seems to be the only spot in Purgatory that serves food, although just by looking at the sign behind the counter I don't think I've ever had food like this before. Some of those things I ain't too sure are even food at all.
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Fiction
Remembering Yeshua
He would have never hurt her. He stood taller than her and looked down upon her with loving eyes. Who was he to be so kind? No man had ever seen her the way he had. She remembered the day he had pulled her to the river's edge. It wasn't really all that surprising to her that there were multitudes of six petaled flowers growing all around them. It seemed that wherever they walked, new life grew all around them. His aura was shining blue into crystalline white. She sighed and breathed in the swirl of their connected Merkabah's: he was more than her lover; he was the other half of her star-soul. She was divinely incarnated feminine and he, oh, he was divinely, incarnated masculine with rough-hewn hands and a mischievous, half-cocked smile.
By Raina D. McGowan3 years ago in Fiction
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