Fantasy Adventure Short Stories

El sultán Shahriar descubre que su esposa lo engaña y la decapita. Todavía lleno de rencor, cada día desposa a una mujer a la que luego ordena matar por la mañana. Inesperadamente, Sherezade, la hija del visir, se ofrece voluntaria para casarse con el sultán. Durante la noche de bodas, la muchacha inicia un relato que deja fascinado a su marido, pero que interrumpe justo antes del amanecer.

Alice saw the Beachcomber as a glorious hunk of man; Maxwell saw him as a super being from the future. Tragically, he was both.... Maxwell and the girl started their weekend on Thursday, in Venice. Friday, they went to Paris, Saturday to Nice, and on Sunday, they were bored. Alice pouted at him across the breakfast table. "Vernon, let's go someplace else," she said. She leaned forward across the table and put up one long white hand to keep her honey-colored hair out of her eyes. "You don't know what I mean. I mean, let's go to some other planet."

Prescott stood to make a young fortune if he could capture a Martian zloor - dead or alive! Was there a catch to it? Only for the hunter!

These are the tales of the orb that lights our night sky and drives the tides of our oceans. The bright companion that orbits our planet, invades our dreams, and drives us mad. These are the stories of Tuscany Bay Books' Planetary Anthology Series: Luna, the second book of the 11-book series.

Personnel Incorporated bragged that they could supply a man for any job. Maxwell doubted this, needing a space pilot for the first Lunar trip. Now, if he had just asked for a lunatic....

When you are only about 90 degrees from absolute zero, it is not hot, despite the fact that the sun is shining down on you 24 hours a day. The answer to this riddle is that you are on Uranus, in the arctic circle, where the sun is a bright star almost directly overhead. And what are you doing on Uranus? You need the money. Nils Borgmann, however, was sweating. And the reason was that the heating unit on his space suit, like the heating units on almost all space suits, was not functioning properly.

David Rudolph y Jacky Baker son un par de pescadores de la costa de Oregón. Los dos hombres tienen suerte y se alistan a bordo de un navío pesquero 67 metros de eslora, el Edmund Fitzgerald II. Navegando con una tripulación 10 personas, el bote navega a través de aguas radioactivas en el Pacífico, que han sido traídas por corrientes desde el avvidente nuclear de Fukushima, en Japón. Usando los últimos y más sensibles medidores Geiger disponibles para uso submarino, el capitán del Fitzgerald II está seguro de que sus capturas serán seguras para el consumo humano.

Henig was sent to obtain a soil sample of the planet. It was a routine assignment, but not necessarily the only method for discovering an—Export Commodity. Three of the hairless bipeds stood in front of the frame building talking. Concealed by the brush beyond the road, Henig studied them carefully. The pale, white-skinned animals had a culture of sorts—their language, their buildings, their wheeled vehicles testified to that—but an animal society was very different from the rational civilization Henig knew.

He stared with fascination at a heap of newspapers spread out on the corner stand. He could guess the purpose of these layers of white sheets covered with black or red symbols, but he could not yet interpret them, and he had no idea whether anyone had seen or reported his ship. It was almost certain that someone had observed a shooting star, but the chances were very much against any observation having been made of the star’s slow, dark drift to Earth.

Homer was a shy Faderfield bachelor; his visitor was a beautiful Pleiades girl. At any rate, she was a girl, and Homer had a problem. The fly rod, the letter, and the small jar of paint were half of the problem Homer Hopkins had to solve. The other half rested in his complex mind. Fader's Fadeless Formulae had offered him a position, not a job, to take charge of its research department, at 10,000 a year, twice what he was paid at Faderfield Junior College to teach chemistry. All this was in the letter.

The Queen of Space written by Joseph Slotkin: Helen LaTour had the best hip wriggle in galactic Burleyque. In fact, it was so good she hipped herself smack into another dimension! I was relaxin' with my second Plutonian Stinger in the dignified atmosphere of Charley's Venusian Retreat when there was this strange noise outside the dive, like a flock of hot jets hittin' the atmosphere. Right after a character comes bustin' through the door.

Somehow, Jeff Engel followed the stranger into another world - among people who hated all aliens. And, of course, he was now one himself! Jeff Engel studied the feverish crowd hurrying through the subway turnstiles. As he checked each passing face against a card-index mind, he smiled to himself. Even when off duty, the habit persisted. There was always the chance he'd spot a face that would fit, one that would close another active file in the Missing Persons Bureau.

Cooky was just going on about her business, heading home on her birthday. And those meanie assassins showed up out of nowhere. How rude.

Dopo aver distrutto il mondo migliaia di volte, ipotizzato bizzarre utopie, trasformazioni postumane e derive tecnocratiche, ecco emergere – da più parti del mondo e dalle discipline più disparate – un piccolo nucleo di storie, di genere solarpunk, che sfidano l'ineluttabile concretezza del presente: racconti che spaziano dall'economia circolare alla sostenibilità ambientale, dalla critica al capitalismo predatorio alla costruzione di reti off-grid, dall'uso di risorse rinnovabili all'inclusività radicale:

The complete Battleborn saga in one volume! An imperfect hero for an imperfect time. For generations, the Riker men have been the best of the best. For the Battleborn, that comes with a cost.

Safety lights are out, oxygen production has halted, and her partner is out of reach on the nearby moon. Shannon is stuck on this frozen, lifeless rock 4.2 light-years from home, on a planet known simply as Proxima g. She’s racing against time to repair the broken life-support system so her wife, son, and all the other refugees from Earth don’t arrive to a useless habitat that’s succumbed to the harshness of space. But there’s more to this situation than meets the eye, and with each step she takes the mystery only deepens.

Two tours of Iraq and Navy SEAL training couldn't prepare Erik for the night half his house was destroyed by a Florida sinkhole. What he finds at the bottom of that new chasm will lead him on an interplanetary journey that questions not only his reality, but that of the human race.

In this sequel, Eva and Killian’s relationship deepens. Eva finds conflict between her role as special agent and her cover as Killian's caretaker. Multiverse travel reveals a shocking connection to Eva’s father, and Killian learns how to control his ability thanks to her careful assistance. The author brings these characters to life like never before in this comic book-inspired short story.

Rachel and the Smith Brothers are on the run, trying to escape the dangers they left in the city. But when they stop off for supplies, they suddenly find themselves in a whole new kind of trouble. Rachel realises the true nature of the men she is travelling with, but where exactly does she fit in?

When Edward’s big brother gets lost during the Halloween raid, he decides to sneak inside the pumpkin looming over London and become a raider himself. But will he manage to survive Halloween night, when the challenges he faces seem to have changed since last year, when his best friend is also missing inside the witch’s house, and when the aliens seem to have turned this whole thing into some sort of video game?