Colonists Stories

Roswell Anderson is a StarSoldier from The Interplanetary Republic. He goes to places no human has ever stepped before. This is his journal/story.

This is a story about two Indian Boys, Nahale and Ahanu, that run away from their Native Tribe, to escape to the early colonies and learn to be proper 'Americans.' This is based off a dream I had lol. I added a disclaimer in the prologue - I encourage you to read it! Here's the disclaimer in case you don't want go read the prologue: Disclaimer: This story includes sexual themes, LGBTQ topics, assault, underage drinking, racism, murder and kidnapping. Please don't continue if uncomfortable!

Nibiry was a planet captured by the suns gravity that had unstable rotation around its own axis and then smashed into Earth

Trevor Van Leeuwan spends most of his time in another solar system in a society unknown to the masses on Earth. Business interests in the Sol system draw him back to protect his turf on Earth and Mars where freedom still reigns. Pirates and governments plot to take what they cannot build. Has there ever been a difference between them? Join Trevor and his band of anarchists as they outwit their powerful antagonists.

So I wrote this when I was younger for my class. So I don't wanna give a description 'cause it'd be embarrassing for me.

A work in progress about life on the plains for some unlucky but hopeful colonists.

The UNSS Genesis. A colony ship sent to a distant planet known as proélef̱si̱, has been missing for sixty years. And this is the story of what happened.

Nearly two decades have passed since the rise of the Rodinian Federation and Mary Robinson, fresh graduate of the New Colonists, has just been sent on her first mission to re-discover the Northern Isle, which was devastated by the Long Sleep.

Nebula nominated in 2013, this short story was originally published in Lightspeed.

{London 1800} Affluent factory owner William Blake owes his life to God. After five years of loneliness he finally is happily wed to Katherine Ayim, his former slave. and that's when the gun is fired. When imprisoned for a crime he didn't commit, William Blake wonders if he was ever free at all...

The story of how a young child lost his mind and soul after an accident. He fells as if his life was robbed from him. Now he lives with the scars of the tragedy, a constant reminder that he will forever be deformed and harassed. He will never be accepted, he will be forced into isolation. There he will slowly dive into territories of the mind we all hide from. However, he knows you can't escape your own mind.

As I climbed my way up the ancient tree, I kept my eyes peeled for place to lodge my bare feet into the curves and crevices of its bark. Pulling myself up by its strong vines, I was finally high enough to grab hold of a sturdy branch. With one great heave, I lift myself onto my perch. The wind whipped my long strands of hair into my face. Distractedly, I tucked them behind my ear, staring at the site before me. "What do you see, my child?" Called Grandmother Willow. She stood below the tree, her hands cupped around her mouth to help her voice carry over to me. What do I see? I wish I knew myself. The massive, billowing white fabric scraped against the sky as it moved through the trees. They seemed to have a mind of their own, moving steadily in one direction. The tall forest concealed the rest of the view from me, leaving me at the mercy of my own imagination. Was it possibly dangerous? Harmless? The thought excited me yet scared me to the core. It was big and bold yet subtle, camouflaging with the white fluffy masses floating along side it in the sky. "Clouds?" I reasoned out loud. "Strange clouds." If they really were just clouds, it was far from anything I have ever seen. Curiosity flooded my mind, clutching me with its iron grip. Dangerous or not, my mind was made up. I will follow these strange clouds.

This is an essay discussing whether or not the colonists were justified in waging war against Britain.

In a dystopian future, online gaming is the ultimate escape... until one corporation gives a few lucky players the chance to play their favorite sword, steampunk and sorcery game live and in-person on a distant planet. In the inaugural Otherworld campaign, the Champions will face monsters, magic, steampunk machines, dragons and betrayal as they quest to find a weapon capable of stopping the dread Firelord and his Infernal armies. For one lowly janitor-turned-alchemical adventurer, the stakes are much higher. Someone wants him very, very dead and has hacked into the system to carry out his execution. If you die in this game, there are no extra lives! In a world where no one is who they seem to be, Jarrod Luckbane has no idea who he can trust. Otherworld: Everything is NOT under control. For one lowly janitor-turned-alchemical adventurer, the stakes are much higher. Someone wants him very, very dead. And in a world where no one is who they seem to be, Jarrod Luckbane has no idea who he can trust. Otherworld: Everything is NOT under control.

On December 16, 1773, the colonists were sick of the British rule. So late at night, they went to the Boston Harbor, boarded the 3 ships, and dumped the tea into the water. This event, commonly known as "The Boston Tea Party," led to the fight for independence in America. The colonists who participated in this event were all white americans. But- what if they weren't? A different side of the same story, read about a young slave named Darcaue, who will show readers what it might have been like to be apart of such a historic event- as a black man. *This story is about 10,000 words or 18 pages long*

What will be a collection of stories of life on a Martian colony in the not so distant future.