During an expedition to Mars astronauts Brenda Ivanova and Ralph Brown become trapped in a fierce dust storm. Seeking shelter, they discover a structure buried in the sand that leads to a dark corridor with sealed doors and unknown symbols. They soon realize that someone—or something—is waiting for them. As they try to unravel the mystery, they wonder if what they experienced was really just an illusion. What secrets does the mysterious corridor on Mars hold what is it trying to warn them about?
In this broken futuristic world, the princess might have slept for too long, forgotten too much, lost too many limbs, trusted the wrong fairy mechas... and maybe, just maybe done something very wrong. Will she wake up from this nightmare?
A story in the Breeder World Universe
World War Three has come and gone, most of the world population are dead. The survival of the race is now at grave risk and society has changed beyond recognition. Learn what happened and what was done to keep the human race alive. - This short story sets the background for the rest of the stories in the universe.
A crew from the Astral Horizons Initiative encounters a rogue planet drifting in the empty darkness between galaxies, with no sun or source of light. As they descend to explore, they find themselves trapped by an unnatural blackness that absorbs all energy, rendering their ship and equipment useless. When engineer Jamal travels to the surface with a team they realize they may be unable to escape. Strange shadows and visions invade their minds, revealing that the planet is a sentient void feeding
After a strange interstellar journey, Maskull, a man from Earth, awakens alone in a desert on the planet Tormance, seared by the suns of the binary star Arcturus. As he journeys northward, guided by a drumbeat, he encounters a world and its inhabitants like no other, where gender is a victory won at dear cost; where landscape and emotion are drawn into an accursed dance; where heroes are killed, reborn, and renamed; and where the lure of Shaping, who may be God, torment Maskull in his pilgrimage