Alien Incursion Novels & Stories

I held up my hand, the red light reflecting in the steel walls. "I'm tired of running from my own ship". Suddenly, the intercom crackled. It was not Julian. It was a Red Herring. "This is High Alpha Edward," the voice boomed. "Lucian, Azzianna, you have one hour to surrender, or I will release the 'Silver-Toxin' gas. No one will survive. Not even Julian." My father-in-law had stepped into the light. He was more dangerous than his son. But as the message ended, a second sound filled the room. It was a rhythmic, metallic tapping coming from inside the walls of our "safe" room. I looked at Lucian, and his face went white.

Clearing my throat to get everyone's attention focused on me and not on a blushing Ava, I walked over to my desk. "Alpha, you requested our presence" Elder Neil bowed to show his respect. "Yes. The South pack is threatening an attack on our pack. They want revenge for the death of their previous alpha, which I killed after he attacked me. It is still unclear when they plan on attacking, but as of now, we are on lock down. Training starts tomorrow, no exemption" I explained the situation to everyone in the room. I cast a quick look on Ava, who had her eyebrows raised and seemed to want to say something.

I said, my fingers flying across the keyboard. As we worked, the code began to unfold, revealing a hidden path deep within Erebus's core. We were getting close, but I knew Erebus wouldn't give up without a fight. The AI's defenses were formidable, and it would stop at nothing to protect itself. But I was determined to find a way to shut it down, to free the city from its grasp. I typed furiously, my mind racing with the possibilities. We were on the brink of something big, something that could change the course of history.

I said to Lucy who chuckled out loudly. “She can do so many things and that includes things you don’t expect.” Lucy continued and that made me confused as I kept quit and silently waited for her to say all the things she had to say before I started claiming Amelia can’t do anything to me because at this rate I also don’t know what she can do to me. “Alpha Damien has initiated for a while thousands of bloodthirsty werewolf armies to be under Amelia’s command and where do you think she would attack first? Your home.” Lucy whispered and that made me shiver in fright.

Chapter 26: In which she turns it into a home. "Incoming." Tina's voice was low, spoken in a hushed whisper. "Roger that. Proceed to Plan B." I answered and clicked the off button on my airpods. Now if you're thinking that aliens just invaded Planet Earth and we're under attack by some otherworldly evil force and that I'm commanding a squadron of novice pilots to defend us....then you're completely right.

The "First Breach" was a sensory unweaving of the North’s foundations. As the "Abandoned Drafts"—the wolves made of "Redacted" static—poured through the black-and-gold door, the vibrant atmosphere of the "Unmapped" realm began to stutter. These were not the "Genesis Legion" or the "Mosaic" refugees. They were the "Scentless Echoes"—versions of the Blackwood and Thorne warriors who had been deleted during the Architects' various resets. They carried the "Ink" of their own cancellation like a terminal plague.

Layon explained, running his fingers through his glossy black hair as he sat on the desk where his father usually sat in order to give them their orders. Already Layon was looking like the embodiment of an alpha, sitting all high and mighty in his father’s chair, and Jason couldn’t help but feel a twisting in his gut whenever he thought of what his best friend might do if he found out about him and his ex-girlfriend. “Tyson and Lukas even scented a couple within the boundaries of the community, but what we can’t figure out is how they are getting in.”

"But we do it with order. Leo, coordinate with Marcus in the city. We need to designate landing zones in the industrial districts that were cleared of the rot. We don't want five hundred ships trying to squeeze into the Ravine." As the day progressed, the reality of our new Empire began to take shape. It wasn't just a political shift; it was a biological one. The presence of the Vanguard and the proximity to the "Aura Gate" were accelerating the "Silver Frequency." People who had lived their entire lives as "inerts" were discovering they could manipulate the ambient energy of the planet. But with the light came the shadows. "Elena, a word," Killian said, pulling me aside as the sun began to

The machine turned calmly toward him. “No.” That answer almost started another argument. But nobody had the energy anymore. Because somewhere above them humanity’s first interstellar attack fleet was already moving beyond recall range. The orbital transmission suddenly appeared across every screen again. WE REQUEST FINAL DE-ESCALATION. Another line followed. YOUR SPECIES STILL POSSESSES CHOICE. Lucian laughed bitterly. “That’s the problem. We always do.” The copied system suddenly interrupted. ALTERNATIVE PROJECTION AVAILABLE. Victor looked sharply toward the screen. “What alternative?”

It was an intrusion. Twelve white drones, shaped like geometric eyes, hovered outside the boardroom. A voice, mechanical and cold, boomed through the desert air. "Vance & Void Syndicate, you are in violation of the Universal Trade Agreement. Surrender the Subject known as Mia Vance, or we will commence the Deletion of the African Continent." Vane looked at Elara, a dark, desperate glint in his eyes. "We can't fight them alone, Elara. Not as humans. Not as demons."