Alien Horror Novels Novels & Stories

“Were these any help, detective?” “I’m afraid not,” I said, defeated. I was in a bit of a daze after staring at projected newsprint on the dim screen. I leaned on the desk and looked around the building absentmindedly until my eyes finally settled on a small sign hanging on a table covered with a neat stack of books. “Warning: The Library is Not Responsible for Nightmares!” I read out loud, walking over to look at the books. Well-worn volumes with pink skulls grinning back at me from stickers on their spines. Dracula. Frankenstein. The Invisible Man.

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“They’re not here. I haven’t sniffed out any in this town. Plus, it’s daylight. They can’t come out during the day.” “What about if they had a magical amulet or something?” He widened his eyes. “Well. . .sure. But not many have them and. . .how did you know that?” “The Craving series. It’s these paranormal romance books that talk about vampires. They mention witches and werewolves too, but not as much. It’s mainly about vampires.” Maddox watched her with fascination. Although he was naked and bloodied, she was too out of it to notice. Keeping her talking about the books would be the best way to keep her relaxed.

“Let me out! I know you have a cure for this. Stop it before it goes further.” “I have no cure,” Olga replied in a calm and steady tone as she made notes on her clipboard without looking up at her. The virus was taking hold quickly so Alice’s next words were slurred. “Sure you do. You have been working on it for some time.” “That’s for the human zombies,” Olga explained. “Not the aliens.” “I am close to human,” Alice slurred as she slowly slid to the floor. “That is why I came to breed….”

it is what they get from being too dreadful in the city. I was walking down the streets road at midnight, not really searching for prey but... Getting some air because I was not certain that a human could come out by then. My human friend Alex, I never told him anything about me being a vampire. he was already sleeping as I ran out of my previous novels. so, I went out to get some strolls.

The humans went about their business eating dinner and getting ready for sleep; oblivious to what went on inside the large canopy of the dense trees. Deep inside the forest, the scent of blood hung thick in the air. The night had gone eerily quiet as the five creatures were standing in a loose circle. They were oddly shaped- a cross between an orc and a goblin with limbs sprouting from their bodies at odd angles. Their eyes were mere sockets, lidless and black orbs and a slit for a mouth with a set of crisscrossed pincers and a long nose to complete their look. They were the hycwens, a blood-thirsty race of wild and untamed creatures that killed for sport and ate anything that moved.

Her eyes widened in realization, it was a smell she knew too well. The smell of blood. “ Al— Alena?” She stuttered, her legs moving faster towards the bed. And what she saw made her whole body go pale. Hi My lovely Readers, I've three more books on Goodnovel, Alpha's Sexy Seduction Alpha Lucious His Purchased Wife. Do check them out and also please follow me on F*( Elk Entertainment) and i.n.s.t.a(elk_entertainment) Thank you so much, love y'all

Her: "Use us as a comparison. Two of 'their' eyes are in the spot between our eyes and our cheekbones, and the other two are at the temples, meaning there are four eyes. There's no nose, the mouth is a large gaping mouth, more than twice as wide as ours, and it seems to have no teeth, at least not that I can see. There were very thin lips, but they weren't red. I'm a medical student and I don't think 'they' have red blood cells in their blood. The ears are positioned a bit lower and are very flat, close to the sides of the head. There is no hair. The neck is about the same length as ours. The shoulders are broad, so broad that it's uncomfortable to look at. Arms and fingers are long, five fi

I thought you’d want to take a look, just in case. Thank you, Nova, I said, looking at her axolotl. We walked into the library, and she asked for a small manuscript. The man is stiff, vampire maybe? Place it in front of us. I opened it. The first page was empty, and I turned one more page; the language was ancient. Reading out loud: the shadows will rise, and the darkness answers to one only, the real queen of the forgotten souls. Uhhhmm, Nova, I think you got the wrong book. It doesn’t say anything about Rune healing.

I whispered, my hands shaking as I sprinted toward the towering, wooden shelves filled with the oldest leather scrolls in the territory. I began tearing the heavy books down, my claws accidentally slicing through some of the fragile, yellowed parchment as the desperate panic inside my gut grew into a deafening roar. The spirit realm was always treated as a myth by the modern Alphas, a bedtime story told to young pups about a dark, parallel forest where the souls of the dead Alphas go to rest after their mortal bodies turn to dust. But as I opened a massive, silver-bound text titled The First Threshold, the true, horrifying nature of that hidden world began to bleed through the ancient ink.