Alien Graphic Novels & Stories

As time went by, my walk became faster, and so did the person behind me. When I was near the second to the last alley, I was ready to do the first move and attack whoever was behind me, but my eyes widened when I saw what it was. Long and sharp claws, and eyes that have the color of a sunflower shine under the light of the moon. Werewolf. And a gamma who looks like he's not in his right mind! F*cking sh*t. Just how lucky I could be tonight to see a werewolf that's not in their right mind?

Along with that, the familiar and intoxicating scent reached my nose. “Shut your mouth, bird. Or I’ll make sure your wings are the first thing I break in the next phase.” Kael released Damian’s arm after finishing his sentence. Damian scoffed while holding his wrist. “You’re defending this defective girl, Kael?” “She’s on the team. So deal with it.” Finally, Damian just stepped back and quickly left with the others. I guess no shifter would dare challenge a werewolf. Especially since Kael is called an Alpha.

I could feel it. I was next in line for the position of the Alpha. It was two months till the Carmella, and I'd not yet found my mate. I was going to suffer for being the freak of the Pack. This was a big crime. Anyone who ever happened to pass their eighteenth year without finding their mate, here in the South Pack, was considered an anomaly. They were always banished, while the unfortunate ones ended up being killed. I swallowed hard at the thought. A knock on the door jerked me away from my thought. "Come in," I said in a placid tone, sensing it was my mother. I watched in the mirror as the door swung aside and true to my expectation, it was her.

But she started to feel so frustated. Arther suddenly gripped of Kylie's shoulders on there in quite tight. Arlo was trying to take control of Arther's body, and Arther was trying so hard to keep Arlo in his thoughts right now. "I am a werewolf, Kylie. And also an Alpha from the Blake Light Pack. If you want to remember everything that happened last night, then listen to me, Kylie." Arther looked straight into Kylie's terrified looking eyes right on there about right now.

As expected, Chaos and Aziel growled out at the same time while stepping in front of us as a protective barrier. "Ay... these overprotective mates..." I mumbled, touching my forehead in annoyance. "Do you have any idea about who they are?" Anubis asked calmly, snaking his arms around Aziel's waist for reassurance. "No, alpha. They don't smell like rogues nor like anything we've ever stumbled upon." The warrior replied, slightly relaxed with all the alpha's surrounding him. "I see... So... how do they look?" "Tall and well built athletic bodies. Male, female... both are the same. All are wearing golden yellow cloth-"

my mom inquired, raising an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. “Yes.” “Who?” she asked, leaning in. “He’s from a high-status family,” I said, a hint of pride in my voice despite the fear rising in me. “Oh, really?” “And he’s very brave.” “Oh?” “Rich.” “Really?” “And he’s an alpha,” I added. “Oh,” my mother said, her smile growing. “Now that’s interesting.” “A werewolf alpha.” “Sorry?” My mother’s smile faltered, her expression shifting to one of disbelief. “What did you say?”

"What kind of creature needs a High Council containment vessel to keep it leashed?" "I'm a Fringe rat, Alpha," I lied smoothly, maintaining eye contact. "Just a human with bad luck." A low, vibrating growl tore from his chest. "Do not lie to me. I felt your power. I saw your eyes shift. The Moon Goddess tethered my soul to yours. You are my Mate." "A glitch in the cosmic algorithm," I countered, my voice dripping with cold, clinical detachment. "A system error. Lycans and... humans... don't mate. Your Goddess made a mathematical error."

Something was off, and the feeling within the room became palpable. “Welcome gentlemen, I am honored that so many of you could join us tonight,” Alexander started. He leaned forward resting his hands on the table as he looked directly into the camera. “There are just five days left until the action starts, and I thought it was high time you got a little preview of what you are all fighting for. How many of you have dreamed about having your very own human pet? Someone that would answer to you and only you, the type that you could use and abuse in any way you saw fit only for her to come back begging for more?”

Daniel who was still holding her searched for his phone in his pocket to make a call but the person he was trying to call was out of coverage. "Damn it! Why can't I contact this bastard!" he griped. On the other side, both Silica and Dylan were stunned especially Dylan who stood frozen quite a while now while staring at the woman lying on the floor and her blood was all over her. "M-Maezhei..." he blurted out still shocked. And when he realized that it's really Maezhei, he unconciously tried to approach her but the white tiger just growled at him. *ROAR*

I crouched behind a row of hedges and zoomed in with the camera. And that’s when I saw them. Wolves. Massive, dark-furred creatures with gleaming eyes, their snarls echoing through the air. There were so many of them. This wasn’t normal. These weren’t normal wolves. My fingers trembled as I snapped pictures, but then— A figure moved in the distance, separate from the chaos. Alaric. He wasn’t holding a gun. He wasn’t running. He was fighting. But the way he fought—it wasn’t human.