Space Exploration Science Fiction

The Ark—humanity’s valiant effort to reach beyond our solar system to establish the first interstellar colony at a distant star. For 300 thousand colonists, the colony brings the promise of a fresh start and for some, a second chance. Connor never meant to escape wrongful imprisonment, nor being put into stasis aboard the Ark. He might be the wrong man for the colony, but he’s the right man to see that it survives what’s coming.

Sergi Lazaroff is a weapons expert and a member of the Russian FSB. Assigned to the Project Gliese 581g exploration team, his job was supposed to be simple - find out what was in space, retrieve the technology, and return home with it. When he wakes up on an alien planet, Sergi knows the last part of his mission will be impossible. Instead, he must use his military skills to survive in a world where he doesn't know the rules.

Les membres de la première expédition vers Mars périrent tous. Sauf un : Valentin Michaël Smith, né sur Mars, élevé par les Martiens, recueilli et ramené sur Terre, à vingt ans, par la deuxième expédition au 21ième siècle. Physiquement, Valentin Michaël Smith était humain. Mentalement, il était martien. La seule analogie qui convienne pour le définir est celle des enfants-loups, des enfants élevés par des loups. Mais les Martiens n'étaient pas des loups. Leur culture était plus riche que celle des Terriens. Le premier problème de Mike ?

Nove anni dopo il disastro, il relitto della Discovery vaga abbandonato nello spazio interplanetario, portando con sé i misteri del fallimento di quella missione. Ora, una spedizione congiunta di astronauti russi e americani ha il compito di raggiungere la nave spaziale alla deriva e scandagliare la memoria di Hal 9000, l'intelligenza artificiale deviata che ha portato la Discovery alla rovina. Perché il computer si è ammutinato? Che fine ha fatto l'equipaggio? Cosa ne è stato del comandante Bowman?

Where life as we know it is impossible, the real adventure begins. Venus is a hostile planet, covered by active volcanoes, but NASA launches an expedition to search for life there anyway. Their specially developed airship cruises in the clouds of Venus to serve as a research platform for its four astronauts. When they discover dangerous activities on the glowing-hot surface, there can only be one explanation: A highly sophisticated life form must be at work.

"Tanjiri is not for you. You are not ready to encounter what exists there." So Lezuri spoke in warning, long ago. Urban still possesses the strange gift—the impossible puzzle—Lezuri gave him that day. A needle, ultra-thin and twelve centimeters long, with a silvery surface that slices light into rainbow glints. All Lezuri's knowledge lies locked within that needle. Urban has only to discover the trick of opening it, to gain that knowledge for himself—but the needle remains an enigma.

Three years ago, as Ship's Mage of the starship Blue Jay, Damien Montgomery was pursued to the edge of human space by both the agents and enemies of the Mage-King of Mars—before being brought in from the cold.

Entre Seul sur Mars et Dark Matter, un thriller de science-fiction inventif et trépidant, bientôt adapté au cinéma par Bong Joon-ho (Parasite) ! Mourir n'est pas une partie de plaisir... mais c'est une manière de gagner sa vie. Mickey7 est un Consommable : un employé jetable d'une expédition humaine envoyée sur Niflheim, un monde de glace, pour le coloniser. Dès qu'une mission paraît trop dangereuse - voire suicidaire -, l'équipage se tourne vers lui. À la mort d'une version, un nouveau corps est régénéré, sa mémoire pratiquement intacte.

Navy Lieutenant Podkayne, daughter of Ray Garcia-Strickland, is tired of her job as Martian consul in California - and Earth’s oppressive gravity. So she’s okay with getting called back to Mars, even if it’s because her great-grandmother is sick and being put into suspended animation. After a family reunion, Podkayne’s next port of call is Europa, one of Jupiter’s moons, where she can finally realize her dream of being a singer. But just when her life seems to be improving for the better, disaster strikes and Podkayne is put into her own state of suspension.

In the future: A united Earth, to deal with the problem of population control, divides its population into classes of citizen and non-gratis. To be born a non-gratis means a life of little freedoms and the constant possibility of being assigned to work on a colony. Lacking citizenship, every aspect of their life is controlled from where they live down to marriage and childbearing regulations. The only possible escape from life as a non-gratis is to qualify for one of the limited slots available for entrance into the military.

Sol has disappeared. Their Earth-born wife Lumi sets out to find them but it is no simple feat: each clue uncovers another enigma. Their disappearance leads back to underground environmental groups and a web of mystery that spans the space between the planets themselves. Told through letters and extracts, the course of Lumi’s journey takes her not only from the affluent colonies of Mars to the devastated remnants of Earth, but into the hidden depths of Sol’s past and the long-forgotten secrets of her own.

Catie is on her way back to Earth after having settled the Fazulan slaves when the wormhole her ship is traveling in collapses. They are diverted to another system, where big chunks are flying around. They rescue a ship and find themselves in the middle of a series of mysteries. Catie resigns herself to continuing her role as Princess Catie and helping these people solve their problems so that this new system can join the Delphi League. And Catie gets exactly what she asked for.

A Voyage to Arcturus has inspired, enchanted, and unsettled audiences for decades. It is simultaneously an epic quest across one of the most unusual and brilliantly depicted alien worlds ever conceived, a profoundly moving journey of discovery into the metaphysical heart of the universe, and a shockingly intimate excursion into what makes us human and unique.

I thought the hard part of helping the Helta defeat the rampaging Tevynians would be the fighting. How wrong I was. To the Helta, we Earthers look just like the Tevynians, their mortal enemies. And convincing their government to ally with humans may be even beyond the crew of the starship James Bowie. But the clock is ticking, because the Tevynian fleet is bearing down on the Helta homeworld. If we can’t talk the Helta into accepting our help to fight them off, then Helta Prime will fall.... And Earth will be next.

When the terraforming crews introduced the alien Quill to worlds where they did not belong, they saw them only as a mindless form of fungal life. But the Quill multiplied and mutated until they were no longer harmless. In the ensuing chaos, many stations failed. For the survivors, their only hope rests in finding a way to wipe out the Quill....

Earth Government turned soldiers into cyborgs to terraform Mars. After a decade of hard, lonely work they are little more than the machines as which they are treated—until the arrival of female settlers awakens feelings they have almost forgotten....

Caiden's planet is destroyed. His family gone. And, his only hope for survival is a crew of misfit aliens and a mysterious ship that seems to have a soul and a universe of its own. Together they will show him that the universe is much bigger, much more advanced, and much more mysterious than Caiden had ever imagined. But the universe hides dangers as well, and soon Caiden has his own plans.

2124 was an interesting year...I was court-martialed, demoted and sentenced to perform hard labor for the rest of my natural life...Then things got rough.

A nuclear attack in the Persian Gulf wrongly implicates Jake Bayard. Everyone seems to be hunting for him. Bayard flees to Garm, an ice-age world full of sabertooths, dire wolves, mammoths, and Neanderthals. Unfortunately, Institute Homo habilises are also there: extraterrestrial, crafty, small, and deadly hominids. They've enslaved the Neanderthals to mine for dreaded alibite.

Los Rujarras atacaron el Día de Colón. Habíamos navegado con inocencia por el cosmos en nuestra pequeña canica azul, como si fuéramos nativos americanos en 1492. Varias naves aparecieron en el horizonte, representantes de una cultura agresiva y avanzada y, ¡zas!, los viejos días en los que los humanos nos matábamos unos a otros se fueron por el desagüe—en el Día de Colón. Tiene sentido.