Alien Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Only because Lucifer is not a pervert like you. He doesn’t like girls with fake boobs and butt.” “Hahahahaha! Well, I don’t think that’s the only reason..” He said, meaningfully. “Could you just shut up and do your job so we could already accomplish this damn cake?!” “Aye aye, Ma’am!” I rolled my eyes at him and started reading the steps again. There’s no way that Lucifer would actually fall in love with Angela. And besides, Angela doesn’t like him too. She dumped Rafael and now, this perverted moron is telling me that she will probably try to hook up with my prince?! That’s not possible!

Just listening to him speak, it's obvious why the haters have labeled Alastaire a snob, while the fans consider him “the charming one” Even though all the boys met at a prestigious boarding school, Alastaire still sticks out – his accent and way of speaking make him sound like some kind of romantic aristocrat. An aristocrat who happens to have the palest blue eyes, an unusually beautiful face and a halo of burnished gold hair that literally makes him look like an angel from an old painting (hence his nickname – "The Angel".) He's really taken the whole angel thing on board, and started playing with a pure white electric guitar, embellished with two silver angel wings on the scratch-plate. It

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He growled, holding himself from turning into his wolf. "I am sorry, Alan, but please trust me! It sounds like a made up story but you can ask her if you want to. She doesn't love you and the way you were acting lately, all possessive and jealous after my appearance, she wished to sneak out of the boundaries of your existence far away from you as she was afraid you wouldn't let her go. She was afraid that you have started loving her and she doesn't love you back, so she thought this was the only better option left. I get it why you were like that, she won't. She won't accept you as a mate even if your life is at stake coz she's a moonborn! That sounds pathetic however that is the only truth.

(End of flashback) _ That Xenon! I'll really kill you when I see you bastard!! I hope you're happy when you're crazy! yes, I'm a f**kboy who really loves to make a woman cry and f**k them but even though I'm like that I don't deserve to be happy? I like to cry but I'm also hurt, I cry too... because I'm only human and can be hurt too. maybe it's my karma for the girls I made cry... but can't I reciprocate? I was serious but he cheated on me and left me and now that I'm serious, it happened again! You are no different Alyana, you and Vanessa are just the same!

… “Maybe I was destined to forever fall in love with people I couldn’t have. Maybe there’s a whole assortment of impossible people waiting for me to find them. Waiting to make me feel the same impossibility over and over again.” ― Carol Rifka Brunt … At some point, one of the pretty girls he'd been staring aimlessly at had stopped by to chat and before Alastor knew it, he was laughing and being dragged by the hand somewhere on the dance floor with her and what was her name again–Art? Angel? He thinks it starts something with an ‘A’–ah, whatever, far from his twin and she was dancing and grinding against him. Even through the dizziness of being drunk, her skin still smelled so sweet–but not q

Sandra paced her opulent room, the plush carpet muffling her agitated footsteps. The moonlight filtered through the heavy curtains, casting an eerie glow on her surroundings. She clutched her phone, waiting impatiently for the call she had placed to connect. Finally, a deep, gravelly voice answered, breaking the silence. "What is it, Sandra?" the voice growled, laced with impatience and anger. Sandra's lips curled into a sneer. "It's Andrea," she spat, unable to mask the venom in her tone. "That pathetic human is ruining everything. She was never supposed to be Luna. That position was meant for me."

I could end world hunger for our kind, and I could end all w*-‘ ‘Laina you KNOW it doesn’t work like that! ‘WHY? WHY CAN’T IT WORK LIKE THAT TY? WHY THE FUCK DO I HAVE TO DO ALL THIS SHIT? WHY AM I HAVING TO GO THROUGH SO MUCH BULL.SHIT? FOR WHAT? FOR A SICK PERVERSE GAME BETWEEN A PSYCHOPATH AND A GODDESS? I DIDN’T FUCKING ASK FOR THIS SHIT, I DIDN’T FUCKING ASK TO BE ‘THE CHOOOOOOOSEN ONE’. I JUST WANT TO BE ALAINA, I JUST WANT TO HAVE MY FAMILY AROUND ME, I WANT TO BE HAPPY, I WANT TO BE ABLE TO LOVE MY GODDESS DAMNED FUCKING WENCH OF A SISTER! I WANT TO BE ABLE TO GO ON DATES WITH ASH AND NOT HAVE TO BE WORRIED ABOUT BEING KIDN.APPED, I WANT TO BE ABLE TO HAVE CHILDREN AND NOT HAVE TO WO

Looking up at me from her upside-down position, Blanca's eyes met mine. I refrained from smiling amidst the pandemonium, but there was no denying that Blanca always managed to make life interesting. Out of all the Johnson kids, she and I had a special bond. On my twenty-fifth birthday, she had written an Avengers fanfiction where Bucky Barnes and Captain America were more than just friends. It had been entertaining as hell. "Blanca, are you ready to go?" I asked her, trying to maintain a composed demeanor in the midst of the chaos.

The door closed when he turned back to look at his little angel “He'll die sadly, and don't worry my little angel… the bad man will die… I'm sure he didn't tell you he's a damn rapist,” it was a shame Ricardo was going to die, he hated that man more than anything. But now that he was back, it was time to finish what his father and brother couldn't finish “Ah,” Alana stirred in her sleep, startling the man. But soon his lips quivered upwards into a grin as the woman's eyes flickered open. She seemed to be lost as she rubbed her beautiful bug orbs