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In an alternate Cold War, America is armed with a fleet of manned nuclear ICBMs. But all is not well, and every night, the rocket man dreams of Moscow . . . Read More →

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Reporter Angela Ioane discovers the most promising new weight loss therapy in years has side effects no one is talking about.Read More →

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The Lingering Taste of Mars By Wendy Nikel “I feel like I left my mind on Mars. Even now, I can still hear the wind.” Rosie reaches over from where she sits on her rocking chair and winds her fingers around mine. She hasn’t changed a bit, despite the yearsRead More →

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A dying physicist makes a desperate attempt to spare his daughter grief by flying into a black hole.Read More →

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Humanity finally finds God, waiting in a nearby planetary system. Of course, that’s when the problems begin.Read More →

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The country that gave the world Bach, Mozart and Beethoven used poison gas, barbed wire and machine guns in order to kill as many men as possible.  The countries that gave the world Shakespeare, Milton, Bizet, Victor Hugo, Tchaikovsky and Tolstoy responded in kind. Read More →

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Nehan is her people’s wartime queen, and must surrender her crown if she can repel her country’s invaders. With her biological daughters dead, she must hope she has done enough to smooth the way for her adopted son, the orphan of poor nomad folk, to rule after her.Read More →

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Phillip K. Dick’s Mr. Spaceship Turns AI On Its Head By N.T. Narbutovskih Any sacrifice for the greater good is acceptable. War doesn’t wait on the needs of the individual. These themes are present in today’s tense international environment just as they were when Dick wrote this packed tale. FromRead More →

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And then I was fading, ears ringing and body broken by shrapnel that jingle-jangled in my pocket, before I failed Christiane.Read More →

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For a split second, I couldn’t tell if it was a person pounding at the door or the wind, but then I heard a young voice scream, “HELP! HELP ME!”Read More →

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When I opened my eyes a little wider and tilted my head just so—to see, really see—I noticed the fairies dancing between the floorboards of my bedroom.Read More →

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My helmet melted away, revealing what should have been a skull, but instead showcased thousands of minuscule cables, flicking lights and tiny gears, latched to my brain and wiring me into the armor’s motor functions. It had become a part of my body.Read More →

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Tesca watched as Braygin was enveloped in a blue orb, then winked out of existence along with a little section of tunnel floor he’d been standing on.Read More →

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Calypso had heard the stories how Jackson Hammond hanged himself from the rafters inside the barn, his eyes pecked by crows. A year after, his wife hanged herself.Read More →

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When people start to get mysterious spots and disappear, Jude becomes concerned, but all is not what it seems as he searches for the truth. Read More →