Albedo Aliens Novels & Stories

"Between dimensions. A tear in the fabric of reality itself." Dad Ross leaned forward. "What is coming through it?" "Creatures that do not belong in our world." Kai's analytical mind took over. "They are not good or evil. They are aliens. Incomprehensible. Their very existence here corrupts everything around them." Luna's hand found mine. "We saw cities crumbling just from their presence. People are going mad. The ground itself is turning to something else. Something wrong." "If the tear widens completely it will consume our entire world," I finished. The weight of those words settled over everyone like a shroud.

The oddest figure she had ever seen caused her to stop moving. Izabella appeared startled and focused her attention on the stranger—a masculine humanoid-like creature with green skin and protruding fangs that resembled those of a big werewolf—who stood at least six feet tall and had flashing predator's eyes. The body of the alien is covered in pure muscle. He may have noticed Izabella watching him and turned to see where she was. She caught her breath after their extended gaze matched. His eyes were so golden that she was overcome with exhaustion. The extraterrestrial figure was positioned near the tree's corner. He was looking at her while observing the surroundings around the pool.

“It’s been a problem to solve that just has no easy solution. We might have to just leave them and then heal as many as we can.” “Worldwide?” Kendra said with dismay. Olga’s brows knit together and she scowled. She’d had her feet resting on the porch railing, but took them down and placed them flat on the floor so that she could lean forward in her chair and twist her body to allow her to look directly at her niece. “I treasure the fact that you have such compassion for these unfortunates, but we have to be realistic. In order to eliminate the aliens, humans will die. Not all, but some. We’ll do whatever we can to keep the numbers small, but there will be numbers. It’s inevitable.”

I just narrowed my eyes at him. “Eda,” Cygnus began, “like I said. Aliens are real. And we are among them. But we don’t call ourselves that—that’s just a human-made term. Earth has humans. We are the Tarragon species from Planet Szol. We’re very far from your planet, many, many lightyears away. Right now, we’re on a spacecraft, returning to the main Tarragon mothership, which is currently hidden far from human detection. We’ll arrive there in eight hours.”

The sky over Lagos had turned wrong. Not stormy. Not cloudy. Wrong. Massive alien vessels hovered in perfect formation above the city, silent, sleek, obsidian hulls reflecting the sunrise in fractured blue patterns. They weren't ships in the traditional sense. They pulsed living things of metal and flesh, tentacles of energy crackling between them like neural synapses. The hybrid signal had done its work. The invasion wasn't coming. It had already arrived.

He rubs his face slowly, pacing in a small circle on the smooth glass floor of the chamber. “Okay,” he says after a moment, “I just want to confirm something before I panic properly.” The Custodian watches him silently. “You’re saying there is a civilization eating monster six light years away from Earth.” Yes. “And it destroys intelligent species.” Correct. “And somehow we are now on its radar because aliens turned Aidan’s brain into a cosmic signal tower.” The stars inside the Custodian’s body shimmer faintly. That is an accurate summary. Matteo nods slowly. “Good. Just making sure I understood the nightmare correctly.”

They made their way to us and sat down beside me. At two minutes the pack house doors swung open again for the second time revealing four large men who were to ensure it was an honorable fight. The two taller, larger men were Alphas, but the tallest of them had a stern look on his face. Scars littered down his back on plain display. Muscles hard from years of training. He stepped to the middle of the ring and addressed the crowd directly.

“This is Freda. The leader of the Silver Blood Pack.” “The Silver Blood Pack.” They responded at once. “Aren’t they extinct?” Another one asked. “Didn’t that plague wipe them all out?” I frowned. So, Clayton had disguised poisoning as a plague. And everyone had believed in his lies. “They didn’t. Freda is a living member of the pack and it’s not just her. They are among us here.” The alphas' eyes moved around, hungrily. I bet they were trying to win some of the Silver Blood Pack members for themselves. They must have witnessed their strength in the fight.

I said to her making her smile as it was so much, and this time around, was fake than the one she usually had on her face, which made you know that there was more to this situation than I was letting on. “Just tell me the truth, or, if possible, show me a photo of Alpha Alken so that I will know what is going on,” I said to her, and without wasting any more time, she went into the bedroom and came back with a photo of Alpha Alken, which she showed slowly, I glanced through the photo, and I could swear on my life that he was the exact copy of me, not just me; He was the exact copy of the man I usually saw in my dream and out of fright, I threw the picture to the ground, making it smash pieces

Just hearing this Bella looked at him in surprise and muttered, "My red eyes are proof that I am your queen. What are you talking about? I don't understand what you mean." The old man then said calmly. "You must know that for the last 200 years, we have been waiting for our Alpha. The king we have now is not really our real king, he is just our real king's substitute." And our elders said long ago that one day our real king or queen will come, whose eyes will be red and his Wolf will be pure white with a diamond mark on his forehead. You have all the signs that our queen should have. Seeing these, I clearly understand that you are our queen for whom we have been waiting for the last 200 year