Sci-Fi Stories

James flicked the lighter open and a flame ignited from the spark. The lighter was worn and dull from years of abuse but it was as reliable as the sun. James stared at the flame as it burned like a beacon in the night. Then he flicked it close. It took just a second for his eyes to adjust to the darkness. Once his eyes could begin seeing details in the night, he flicked the lighter open. He thought about lighting the cigarette teetering on the edge of his dry lips, but discarded the thought. The lighter clicked close. James…

Let me tell you a story about a man I met in passing one day at a coffee shop. He was no extraordinary man upon first glance. Instead he appeared to be a simple man, with simple clothes and an ordinary smile. He approached me, a smile on his face, and asked if he could sit down. At first I wondered if I knew him, even though I didn’t recognize his face. I motioned for him to sit As he placed his coffee on the table I stole a glance around me and realized he wasn’t asking to join me…

“You’re joking. You are just going to pick up and leave? Did you even plan on breaking up with me?” Summer shook her head and crossed her arms tightly in front of her chest. Lucas tried to find the right words but he felt as if he was already buried alive. “Everything has been going so well lately and I feel like things are getting pretty serious. I just want to travel some and figure a few things out on my own.” “You always do this Lucas. The moment you realize you have let someone in, you push them away.…

Drake approached the intersection of Fourth and Egret. His feet gliding him along the street lamp lit sidewalk with ease. A cold gust of wind scratched at his face. Nights in the city were peaceful, unlike the chaos he was accustomed to at his families ranch. He walked the city streets on the nights his family tried his patience. Which seemed to occur more often in the past few weeks then it had in the past year. He attributed this to the increase of family members who had taken to living with him. It was his house and he could…

James ran the knuckles of his left hand along the line of his jaw, deep in thought. How did things get to this point? He tried to remember a time when life wasn’t cloudy and difficult. He couldn’t. A decade ago, when he believed he knew everything, he thought as long as he was moving forward he was making progress. Apparently he was wrong. He ran his fingers through his wet hair and looked around him. The rain had been falling lightly for hours now and it seemed to have washed away the grime of the world. The asphalt of…

My heart raced with anticipation as I recognized her handwriting on the front of the envelope. It had been nearly a week since I heard a single word from her. Now in my hands was an envelope with a letter containing all the sentences my heart longed to read. My mind coursed over the previous conversations we shared, searching for snippets of information which could clue me in on where she was and what she had been doing. I couldn’t help but to smile at the thought of visiting Europe with her one day. Telling the story of how she…

His hands clasped cold metal with a grip like death’s. His drunken gaze registered the pitch black ocean below him. The world twisted and turned before his eyes. So he did the only thing he could. He drew a brushed steel flask from his coat and raised it to his lips. Alcohol scorched his throat as he took two long swallow’s. He returned the flask to its place in his coat. Red gold droplets of liqueur splashed out from the open mouth and stained his white shirt. He stepped away from the railing and looked about him. A thin mist…

She could hear the steady rhythm of his heart beat as she laid her head against his chest. Their bodies were intertwined on a bed of sand with the sun as their blanket. The wind teased their hair and dried the glistening beads of sweat covering their bodies. They stayed locked in each others embrace for an irrelevant amount of time. They had no place to be and a private beach all to their selves. Under the surface of her beautiful exterior, he could sense something but couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was. Absent mindlessly she brushed grains of sand…