We needed to ace the science fair to pass the class...

“You sure?” Andi asked, holding GBX’s A.I. box. “It’s a big change from being a construction bot!” ...

My 8th grade science teacher had a cane with a silver skull and lone alabaster tooth...

Gorp emerged from the sculpting chamber...

Kettle whistling, the animated potbelly stove waddled forward on four cast-iron feet...

“The salvage target is 200 meters underwater,” Calon said, donning his wetsuit...

He shakes the scout to his senses. “Sed quid existis videre?” ...

“We’re trapped,” Maka said. “This is an airlock-only cargo hold, and we don’t have a vacsuit.” ...