Alien Horror Novels Novels & Stories

I tracked Elaeya’s smell to the swamps until the water hid her smell along with that of those who took her. Were found more than a few of them dead. Six had been mauled by a wolf, two had no heads, one has had a massive brain hemorrhage. Three were burned alive along with a lot of trees. We also found one floating in the water with a broken spine. Three had been shot dead, but we found blood of more of them. They had been ready to discard their men to get to what they wanted. At least half of their corpses had been ghouls, a few shifters, others I was not sure.

Eli's instincts told him that something sinister was brewing, and he knew he couldn't ignore it. Determined to uncover the truth, Eli sets out on a dangerous journey that takes him deep into the heart of the supernatural world. Along the way, he discovers new allies and faces powerful enemies, but he knows that the fate of both the vampire and human worlds depends on his success. As the lines between friend and foe blur, Eli must navigate a treacherous path and make difficult choices. But with love and determination as his guide, he is ready to face whatever lies ahead and bring an end to the return of darkness.

If there's a female lead and a male lead, there is also a psychopath villain and its name is Phoenix Valcarcel. This world was the kind of werewolf type but it doesn't really focus on those werewolves but rather focused on the war between the clan, bloody scenes are all over in the chapter and it has even gore. Even the two protagonists aren't even considered to be kind just like the other character in the novel, but rather it was kind of schemers and they are also as horrible as the villain. They are like a villain dressed up as protagonists in their world, there are Alpha, Beta, and Omega. Alpha's the dominant type, the betas are the one who will assist the Alpha and the Omega are the rare

The smoke disappeared into the air. The candles and incenses were lit on the table to create a flicker in the breeze blowing through the kitchen. She placed the crystals in the oven. Red for blood, fire, violence, health and danger. Orange for change and yellow for mourning. Black for evil and dark. She began stirring the crystals in the oven with a wooden spoon as she chanted a spell. The oven became so hot the spoon began to catch fire. She reached over to the sink and filled a glass with water. She propelled the glass of water onto the fire. The steam spelled out Slaughter Hill. The spell was completed.

My heart is furiously beating as I type the word nonhuman. Many articles pop up so I just click on the first one. There are so many definitions. Sirens,witches, vampires , demons and yes, Angels are there too. Apparently the term is used to describe people who are not exactly humans, people with unusual gifts or powers. The following article says nonhumans are just a myth and that no such thing exists. One says they were real during the eighteenth century but we're destroyed and are now extinct. I keep on reading and even click on the images. The images are a bit scary and definitely not human. The thought that I could be one of those things is more than scary.

Keenly, I went after Abigail, my best friend's girlfriend, as she tottled down the hallway by herself, her blue Nike tracksuit was smeared and reeked of fresh blood. I gripped my bag tightly and probably didn't have the time to breathe. For some reason, she smelled so good, like bacon after a long hike. She staggered like an injured deer. She was the prey, I was the predator. ~~~~~~ Just like grades in the high school system, Vampires are hierarchical, from the most powerful and unstoppable down to the less powerful and easily tamed. The first in the order of hierarchy are the; BLACK–eyed Vamps, the darkest. Followed is the RED–eyed Vamps, the most raging, then BLUE–eyed Vamps, the peaceful.

"How would I kill Alistair?" "It's not easy, kid. I'll tell you that. They have the usual weaknesses. Holy water. Silver. Sunlight. But none of those things will kill him, only weaken him." "Then what would?" Billy leaned forward. "Alistair is what we call an Alukah. A Biblical vampire…" He noticed my notebook in front of me, unfilled by notes from how I was focusing on the conversation. "You better start taking notes. I won't be repeating myself."

The Delicate Dependency, A Novel Of The Vampire Life BY MICHAEL TALBOT There are some who believe this is the best vampire novel ever written. Here, vampires are truly another species, and both responsible for most of human culture and dedicated to preserving it, though they don't much care about the present human population. A very odd, mysterious and mesmerizing read. Out of print, but available in used book marts. 68.Those Who Hunt The Night BY BARBARA HAMBLY A Sherlock Holmesian mystery plus vampires. Takes place in 1907.

Somewhere, he could still hear the waves although he could only see blackness where the sea should be. Looking down, Jon saw that the light from the library was still on. Jon wondered about his client's nocturnal habits and whether he would need to adjust his work hours as well to match his client's. Suddenly, Jon saw something move from the corner of his eye. It seemed to have come from the library window, but he could not be sure. Just as he was convincing himself that he was just too sleepy and conjuring images out of nothing, he saw a black creature move across the wall of the mansion like a giant lizard. The light from the library window barely caught it. Jon barely suppressed a cry whe

I stayed with Adley in her small living room, watching horror movies about creatures that didn’t exist in this world, until darkness smothered the outside world, peeking in through the sheer curtains that made their living room feel all too exposed. “Zombies always give me the creeps.” Adley shuddered, “There’s something so scary about coming back from the dead, having your face and limbs rot like that. Bleh, no thank you.” “I can’t be afraid of zombies, not when things like ghouls and Librarian’s exist.” I let out a hearty laugh, trying to imagine a hoard of zombies maneuvering through the forest at night.