Alien Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

His voice trails off, his breathing evening out slowly. I swallow past the lump in my throat, smiling with tears in my eyes. Leave it to Azren to drop a bomb and snooze. I lower my gaze to try and catch a glimpse of his face, but his messy mop of hair makes that impossible. So I just keep running my fingers through his hair to soothe his pain. I reach for my phone from the nightstand, sliding it open and going straight to my notes app. Then I start typing the details for my next story. I've kept my readers waiting for too long. This time, I'll write about the unhinged Tribrid and his angel.

Whenever she tried to push thoughts of their confrontation away, they were only replaced by other thoughts, thoughts of what might have happened if she hadn’t fallen out of favor with the rest of the Alpha pack, if she had still been friends with Suzen and even Layon. She remembered all too well how Reebah had once told her she’d overheard their father’s talking about a possible union between her and Layon. Reebah had been so excited, exclaiming at the fact that if it were to actually happen then they would have been sisters. “Yeah, right,” Angel thought aloud, rolling her eyes and cursing herself for even thinking of such things now. Back then she had laughed aloud at Reebah's excitement, h

“This sounds like something I want to hear about. C'mon, spill.” “Well, it could happen,” Julia said. “I told you that stuff in the astral plane can affect the real world sometimes.” “This was in the dream world, not the astral.” Julia shrugged, an ineffectual action over the phone. “Shit happens,” she said. “You have unusual talent, be careful with it. I'd imagine if you can create the marks on her body, you can also fix them in the dream and she won't have them when she wakes up.”

she asked, referring to Aeron by his nickname, and I didn't know what to say. "We are friends," I said, and she smiled. "Honestly, your father did say that Cyprian wouldn't make the cut, but seeing that you suddenly started disliking Aeron, I thought .." She said, and Ania laughed. "You thought wrong, Aliana. Leave Jasmine alone. She will fall in love when the time comes. If anything, she took after you in that regard. I remember how you were drawn to Nikolas's darkness even though he was a complete asshole and made you cry," Aunty Lisa said.

Sloan's fingers were no longer on his blue skin. "I want you to suck me." The alien faltered over the words like they were too filthy to say. "And come in my mouth?" Sloan waited. "Yes." "Then touch me," Sloan whispered and licked his cheek again. "Make me want you." Gliding over his skin, Octnavin began to methodically pet every inch of Sloan. Over the last few days, Octnavin knew what got Sloan hot. Octnavin read his mind every chance he got the opportunity. The alien's sense tentacle measured and reacted to every shudder and shiver from Sloan's body. He hated that, but at the same time, reading him did make for an amazing lover. The alien anticipated everything Sloan could want or need.

“I’m Titan. And I AM thankful. I didn’t expect to wake up next to a beautiful woman-” “Ugh,” Rowan interrupted his mother’s storytelling. “Can we skip this part?” Alicia smacked Rowan’s shoulder. “No! It’s getting to the good part.” She stared googly eyed at Lamia. “It’s like a romance novel-” “Did you forget the part where he locked my mother up?” Rowan snapped, arching his eyebrow. “Alright… Dark romance?” Alicia squeaked, trying to lessen the tension the room. “Dark romance.. what does that even mean?” Rowan stared at his wife then narrowed his eyes. “You better not be reading romance novels and falling for other guys.”

The video on the screen has looped back to my own face mid-chorus, mouth shaping the word *devil* over a photo of Rafael’s smile. Dante taps the space bar. The room goes silent. “So,” I say. “You’ve seen my fanfiction.” His jaw tightens. “That is not your fanfiction,” he says. “It’s a revisionist history starring a man who didn’t pay your freedom price.” “Our marriage certificate doesn’t make you a better man than him,” I shoot back. “Just a richer one.” “Maybe,” he says. “But it does make me the one who has to manage the fallout when the world decides you belong to someone else.”

I could even stand up anymore, I was still shaken by what I just saw a few seconds ago. Does that mean what authors write in fantasy books is fucking real? “Tyler is like me, so as his daughter, I am telling you this so you will know that we are dangerous. I sincerely don't know why Tyler decided to be in a romantic relationship with you when he knows how dangerous it is for an Alpha to have a mere human as his Luna.”