Alien Horror Novels Novels & Stories

“There’s no way to tell. For us, it might take years to find out and we’ll never have an accurate number. As for your people? We do not know and don’t have the evidence to find out. I saw the faces of the people that came back and I don’t think any of them were emotionally or mentally unaffected by what they had to fight and what they forced them to confront. Just imagine monsters fighting creatures that proved the monsters were just helpless, god-fearing people. Imagine encountering something that would dramatize an alpha bear shifter into breaking down and crying like a lost child. Or a vampire witnessing something that makes them want to embrace the sun.” “You’re joking.” “Seriously, you

it depended on other threads that it was better the snow-haired guy never knew about. Melia took a bite of the last toast, and while doing so, she saw her right hand, and on it was the mark of two large black horns with red tips that radiated what she recognized as... they were, they were... The faces of the people the one she considered an angel had cried for. The people whose bodies weren't found... Only their faces were, faces with blank eyes and open mouths, a black void in the background. You could even see their souls in distress, begging to escape from that freezing place. This couldn't get any worse. Skalliet had them, had them locked up, bound, waiting for someone to come for them.

She's probably worried about Sarah as much as I am. SARAH'S POV I woke up in a dark dirty alley filled with old hungry haggard looking men, they were wearing rags and some of them lay on the bare floor unconcerned about the state of the ground. As I continued to stare in confusion, unaware of where I am or who I am, the old men's attention were drawn towards me, they looked at me like I was an alien then one of them managed to blurt out.

They open their mouths to scream, but it sounds so muffled from inside the fire, like they’re yelling underwater. “Does it always feel like this?” I wonder aloud. “Yes,” he says simply, but I can hear the smile in his response. At last we turn a corner and see him, Nick. Ally is here, zapping a vampire with lightning while sweat runs down her face. I notice two other bodies on the floor nearby. She must have broken apart from the others and come straight here.

I suddenly felt a big hammer pounding my head, causing me to hold on to the bed frame and close my eyes because of dizziness. A sudden scene crossed my mind. Inside, the cell with a red werewolf facing Alarick and Convel. “A sanguis.” Both Alarick and Convel said as they were staring at a two-tailed red werewolf. In return, the red werewolf gave them a low growl. Instead of being scared, Alarick and Convel looked fascinated by the sight. The bloody color of the werewolf is shining as well as the two tails it keeps on swaying.

Like he said there was nothing in the book about this so I guess we will just find out what happens ourselves. I finish eating and decide to go and check on Seraphina, I walk into the bedroom to surprisingly find she is already awake. She is huddled up as far as she can against the headboard with her wrists tied and connected to that headboard, she is sobbing quietly. She has blood running from both sides of her neck and also one of her breasts, from the claim marks we didn't seal and Leo's last bite into the vamps mark.

Author: Phil Hore This girl was real trouble!” Halloween 1950. When a womanising werewolf, Sebastian Vulk, is sent out to investigate the disappearance of Shelby Lydekker from the estate of General Mark McQueen, the last thing he expected was to enter the dark, terrifying world of a supernatural killer. While waiting for his partner, Vulk is attacked, finds the victims left by the murderer, and tries to save the soul of a curly haired vision, seemingly trapped on the estate.

“Megan’s story about the woman wanting to build an army to overthrow the government is just that, a story. Oh, the old woman was working on building an army alright - as are others - but it isn’t to over throw the government. In the darkness of the shadows of life, a war has been raging for centuries. It is between the zombie leaders and the vampires.” When I gasped, he raised his hand to stop me. “Don’t get hung up on the vampire image you find in movies and books. Nor the zombie image, for that matter. They aren’t like that. Just like advanced zombies can blend in with society undetected by the average human, so can vampires.

He had probably never gone screaming from any room in his entire afterlife. Hillson hissed at us showing fangs that were more sabre tooth tiger than Vampire. With barely a movement, only a slight tilt of our chin, we sent Hillson flying across the room before he could jump at us. Alexis made a sweeping motion with his hand, and the rest of the Council went flying across the floor.

Tension hung thick in the air as they were led on a tail chase. “We received a report from our Matlock county branch. The supernatural killings have increased considerably in the past weeks and the humans are afraid to step out of their home at nights,” Neil’s voice was thick with concern. “The reports reveal it was the work of a vampire, a very strong one at that. There were multiple cuts in the body of his victims and a bite wound. The blood was not only drained from the victims, but this one has a habit of painting the walls with the blood of his victims. I don’t want that leech coming this way to my city and I want him stopped at any cost,” he concluded.