Alien Exodus Novels & Stories

“But the documents Alex gave us weren’t complete. Chimera wasn’t their only backup plan.” Ethan, seated beside me withinside the passenger seat, grew to become sharply. “What do you mean?” Vanessa scrolled through her screen, her face pale. “I located fragments in Chimera’s documents —references to something called Project Exodus. It’s one-of-a-kind from Phoenix or Chimera. It’s now no longer approximately rebuilding Dominion—it’s approximately escaping.” “Escaping?” I asked, frowning. Vanessa nodded. “If Chimera failed, they deliberate to vanish entirely— to drag the closing management into hiding and keep running from the shadows. They’d allow the sector to assume Dominion changed into lif

"There are other 'anomalies' out there. Dragons sleeping in the molten cores of gas giants. Elven archers trapped in digital stasis. Galactic exiles who were 'deleted' by the Admins but managed to survive in the trash-folders of the multiverse." Scarlett’s starlight brush materialized, spinning with a lethal excitement. "You want to recruit the Trash-Folder Exiles?" "I want to build a resistance that makes the True Admins regret ever hitting 'Install'," Caleb growled. But before they could begin their recruitment, the golden sky of Earth violently flickered. The serene, protective canopy of the World Tree groaned as a massive, silver-white geometric shape—a perfect, miles-wide Dodecahedron—m

Ethan explained, “Defectors don’t contact us directly. They drop signals in the city. The System scrapes them, sorts for authenticity. Only after three confirmations do we reach out.” Leah frowned. “And if Kane intercepts?” “Then he sees noise. Spam traffic. Nothing actionable.” The First Contact That night, as rain streaked the windows, Alexander’s console chimed. He leaned forward, eyes bright. “We’ve got one.” Ethan moved to his side. On screen, a string of text repeated three times across three channels: — Dog can’t guard a butcher’s shop forever. Alexander whistled. “Code phrase we seeded last week in the barracks chatter. Means: seeking exit.”

Alma’s eyes flew open. They were alive. Roman grinned from above them, holding coffee. “Told you I’d keep the world warm.” Petra’s voice crackled one last time. “Phoenix is gone. For now. And your DNA access has been revoked from all major systems. You’re free.” Alma sat up. Tears in her eyes. “Free.” Ezra kissed her softly. “That was the worst honeymoon ever.” She laughed. “Want a redo?” He smiled. “Let’s go somewhere quiet. No bombs. No billion-dollar betrayals. Just you and me.”

Alexander exhaled, long and slow, as if he was absorbing my strength into himself. “Then I’ll watch it with you.” Our eyes held. Lightning flashed. Something shifted soft but fierce. He reached out finally, his fingers brushing my wrist, grounding me. “Not alone,” he said. “Never again.” I nodded, even as my stomach twisted. We moved to the couch. Alexander picked up the USB drive, studying it like it was a blade aimed at my heart. Then he plugged it into the laptop. A folder appeared instantly. PROJECT REBIRTH – PRIMARY FILES

Naomi looked at her. "Two minutes until what?" "The shift change." Emma looked at the building. "And then?" Sofia glanced toward the side entrance. "We go in." Naomi's heart began pounding again. She thought about the message. The gas. Dr. Voss. And finally, her father. She pushed the thought away. They had come too far to turn around now. Sofia moved first. Leonard followed. Emma muttered something under her breath and went after them. Naomi took one last look at the enormous Aelion logo glowing above the main entrance. Then she stepped toward the side door. Whatever Aelion had been hiding, they were about to find out.

He didn't even look down when he dropped the bottle. The doctor came and checked my pupils and blood pressure, then said, "It's a miracle! This is an unprecedented case!" Lying on the bed, I listened to them, but my mind was in a mess. The system's voice rang out again. "Host, Charles gave up his own life in exchange for you to start a new life in another world. This is my final word. Goodbye." I lay on the bed. The golden rays of light spilled in from outside, casting a soft hue on the back of my hand.

"I think you have something of mine." "Oh shit," Rex says, jumping out of the way in time and hiding behind some boxes. The warehouse full of wooden boxes of all sizes, Rex's escape is all too easy. Running through the maze, Rebecca and I try to catch up with him but as mentioned before, the pistol-whipping jackasses are also in here. One tackle from the side, we both fall and crush a box.

Alexander yelled out arrogantly. "I'm her guardian angel, you less intelligent being.” Really? Can angels not swear? “I have a job to do as well and I'm pretty sure my job is keeping you away from her." Zach placed his hand in mine firmly and smiled in Alexander's direction. "Until next time, brother." He closed his eyes. I was so confused as to what was happening when a white light suddenly blinded my vision. It was so bright that I had to force my eyes shut and cover them with my hands. A wave of electricity travelled throughout my body and I felt like I was flying. I didn’t know what was happening and how long to keep my eyes shut but after a short moment, the weird feeling disappeared an

“Faye knows her stuff. She’d be able to take you down right now.” In the group of about 10 warriors, Aidan and Dylan are the only ones who know about my hustle. Aidan knows I sell drugs but doesn’t know I make them. And Dylan knows everything because of Alessio. The two of them are so cute. Alessio put his rogue life behind him and joined Aidan’s pack so he could be with Dylan. Currently, Alessio is having a house built on one of the plots on pack territory. Until then, they’re staying in Dylan’s rather small warrior room in the pack house. Alessio is not happy. Xavier looks down at me and I shrug.