Alien Abduction Marks Novels & Stories

When there is enough distance between us, they bow together as if they are paying a respect to me. "Good evening, milady, the Alpha needs you now," they said seriously but the respect in their voices was evident. Who's Alpha? Is he the one who kidnapped me and what does he need? The two women came to me at the same time and helped me to stand up even though I didn't agree. I don't think they cared if I agreed or not, they really just let me know that whoever that Alpha was needed me.

I don’t know how long it had been, but I know I had been asleep and awake for more than a dozen times, and I always woke up in this little sterilized room with a single porthole to look out from. And all I could see outside was the dark and cold emptiness of space dotted with thousands and thousands of stars. My abductor was an alien from another planet. This I could tell from the one time it made an appearance. I couldn’t really tell its gender, it had humanoid enough form, but there was nothing human about it, even though it was wearing some sort of space suit with a full face visor. The being had come into the room, I think a couple of times

“When Marken went on that mission, there was nothing left. No body, no bones. Just an explosion and a burnt field. My grandfather said the scene was a nightmare.” “Alexander,” Colton said, his tone firm now. “Fingerprints don’t lie. There's only one conclusion—Marken touched this notebook recently. He’s alive. He’s somewhere in New York.” Even Colton, always composed and clinical, couldn’t keep the emotion out of his voice. The last words trembled with disbelief. Hope. Alexander rose from his chair abruptly, loosening his tie, as if he couldn’t breathe. Alive. After all this time… alive?

Sparks raced through me. “You did well,” he said. “I was terrified.” “Courage means acting anyway.” He smiled faintly. “Come on. Let’s talk to Keegan.” We found Keegan pacing in the conference room. He looked up, pale. “What about Gia? Has something happened?” “She’s alive,” I said fast. “But taken by Outlanders. Because of a mark.” Keegan went still. “The mark. Moon Goddess, they found it.” “What does it mean?” Garrett asked.

For the first time in his life, Grayson—who'd always been privilege and power personified—experienced true humiliation. The guards' dismissive stares. The whispered comments. The complete lack of respect. Finally, he understood what my life had been like. How many doors had been slammed in my face? How many times had I been judged, dismissed, found wanting? How had I endured it all with such grace? He was on the verge of despair, trudging miserably through the rain in human form, when his phone finally buzzed with good news. "Alpha, we found her. She's in the eastern territories, near the old Morrison boundary. She's... building something."

I shook my head, not trusting myself to speak. "When I was born with the mark, the clan celebrated for three whole months. The birth of their ‘savior.’" He spat the word like it disgusted him. "Their so-called savior." I licked my lips, my throat dry. "Did you save them?" Abaddon scoffed, his body coiled tight with frustration. “How can I save the same people who want to hurt what’s mine?” His voice dipped into a growl, his pale eyes glowing in the dim light.

“You should be thinking of how to get out of this mess. Don’t you know that deceiving your Alpha is a big crime? We have to think of something, Imelda.” “I went through tooth and nail just to get a single mark. I’m f****** colorblind all because of the Firebird mark; now it’s gone in just a twinkle of an eye. Mom, I can’t let that girl have Alpha Kyle…” Imelda continued sobbing. Meanwhile, I stared at Alpha Kyle with a mixture of astonishment and confusion. “Firebird Mark? I don’t… I don’t think so.” I laughed awkwardly. “No. This is the mark from the prophecy and the red thread…” He paused, staring at me.

I reach for the survivors, but my hands are light, gold, *alien*. --- **The Escape** Ravel's voice pierces the void. "Kelly! *Fight!*" I claw my way back, the star's core shredding my essence. The hybrid disintegrates, the bunker collapsing. We emerge at dawn, the star dimmed but not dead. The survivors are silent, their eyes wide. Mira touches my arm. "Your skin..." It glows. --- **The New Threat** The star's light has marked me. The static is gone, replaced by something colder, hungrier.

"Sever the mate bond now. Rebecca needs me more right now." As the severance decree was handed to Rebecca, a passing nurse finally noticed the alarming amount of blood. I was swiftly lifted onto a stretcher and taken to another emergency room. "Vital organs failing rapidly! Moon Goddess, her womb... it's necrotic! The pup... we cannot save it!" "She is crashing! Defibrillator! NOW!" In the haze of pain and encroaching darkness, I faintly heard jubilant voices from the corridor outside my ward, "The mother is conscious! Congratulations, Alpha Terrence! Your daughter and your Luna are both safe!"

“I want to get closer to hear what is being said.” One of the mutation effects that Rex experienced from his early childhood nuclear contamination exposure was acute hearing. Therefore, he was the better person to move closer to listen. Realizing this, Felix nodded and took the reins of both horses. Rex was gone only a matter of minutes before he returned white faced and shaking with anger. “Alice is an alien. The newcomer came to send her back to their planet and take her place here. They’re doing some sort of breeding with us to create a new strain of people here on earth.”