literature

Science fiction's most popular literary writers from Isaac Asimov to Stephen King and Frank Herbert, and the rising stars of today.

Kiki’s Poem & The Kidnapping
Crawling inside the dustbin, I wonder who will die first: Me or my friends. "We're just machines," they said. "Products of science." We have no purpose.
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
Family Honour
Yanyu and her uncle were drawn towards the lake. Fan suggested that the lake would be the ideal place to top up their water bottles. Fan had been pushing for Yanyu to drink as much water as possible. She dipped her bottle in the lake and looked up at her uncle. "Uncle Fan!"
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
All for Nothing
"My muscles are burning!" Aron cried, clutching onto his calves. His sneakers red where it should have been white. Panting, he held onto his partner's hand. "Can we rest?"
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
Last Ones Standing
"Yuzuko..." Aron couldn't finish his sentence. "Kiki is..." "Gone?" Yuzuko asked. Rós picked up from where Aron left off. "The lighthouse exploded. Kiki was there helping Alfie. We wanted to save her, but we were too far away."
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
The Final Showdown
Four robots; Red, Blue, Silver and Gold charged towards them. Their glowing eyes intimidated Yuzuko, who felt like a nervous wreck compared to the others. Maybe they were hiding their fears. It was a war.
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Futurism
Gone The Tides Of Earth
Together, the crone and I walked in country by sea an afternoon late that summer. Having left through a pass in the southern hills we started out not long after dawn. The sun in our eyes, bearing upon us, the path we went quite long, austere. Along past the hills turned northeast down a disserviced road away; still later cleared a wooded area, diverged onto a rubble backroad and, again, started coming back closer to the water.
By James B. William R. Lawrence5 years ago in Futurism
Prologue
~Kaiźer~ ~Prologue: A Deadly and Mutable Council~ “With Fire and Ice, is thy Bound! Let not Air, nor Earth release thou till thy time have come.”
By Levi Hyatt5 years ago in Futurism
Overactive Imagination
I had had worse job interviews, and honestly, that was a really sad thought. I wished I could at least comfort myself with the thought some of my others had gone much better. They hadn’t.
By Breanna Harrel5 years ago in Futurism
The Eternal Relevance of Octavia Butler
“So what do you think of that,” the professor’s eyes scanned the room before landing on me, “Arianna? What are your thoughts?”
By Arianna McGough 5 years ago in Futurism
A Librarian's Tale
Andrew was a quiet man who had worked as a librarian for many years. He was married, then divorced, then remarried, with no children of his own. He mostly kept to himself, only really reprimanding students when their volume grew too loud as they spoke about their late night wanderings around campus and beyond. He had taken the job of a local campus librarian four years ago to work closer to home in an attempt to spend more time with his wife. Things weren’t going well.
By Jenny Hynes5 years ago in Futurism
The Loom
It was tucked up against my chest under the layers of shirts and with every step I could feel the soft leather cover against my skin. I tightened the belt around the outside of my coat which acted as a barrier keeping the precious notebook from sliding down away from me.
By Jules5 years ago in Futurism
Signatures
“Shh...I know, it’ll be okay.” Mary gently pushed back the curly hair from Ellie’s face. Mud was dispersed over the knees of Ellie’s leggings and dirt was speckled on her forehead...in her hair...Ellie had taken a pretty big tumble. She wasn’t seriously hurt, thankfully, Mary thought. Just a little shaken up. Mary brushed the dirt from Ellie’s forehead, as she bounced back and forth humming softly. Slowly, her two-year-old got quiet and rested her head on Mary’s shoulder.
By Gabriella Dawson5 years ago in Futurism