Alien Invasion Novels & Stories

"The real threat is this." Images appeared. Space. Deep space. Something massive moving toward Earth. Not a meteor. Not a comet. Something artificial. "What is that?" "A ship. Alien. Coming from outside our solar system. It'll reach Earth in forty-seven years. And when it arrives, humanity either evolves or dies." The room went silent. "You're insane," James said.

“But we’re still us.” Alex touched the collar. Still us. But outside the safehouse, new alarms began to blare across the city. The alien fleet—drawn by the final signal from the Cradle—had arrived. Ships hovered over Lagos, massive and silent, blue energy crackling between them. The invasion had truly begun. And inside the safehouse, two men mutated, bonded, parents to something extraordinary held each other as the world outside changed forever. The rampage wasn’t over. It had only taken a new form.

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.

Unfortunately, the invasion of their alien allies and the rapid conquering of the free world countries prevented that from happening. To add to the crisis, the release of nuclear warfare only helped to accelerate the damage to the planet and its inhabitants that the war started. Now, it wasn’t just zombies that they had to contend with. There were humans who’d been severely mutated by nuclear exposure. Their bodies were disfigured at various stages. It was Ari and her team’s task to prevent them from reproducing and replicating the mutation by capturing those who didn’t submit voluntarily and sterilizing them. Although they were aware that the hated alien regime had issued orders to simp

Tony was gone and the only thing Amy could give him before his untimely death was her phone number and a kiss on the cheek. What was happening around Amy wasn’t a dream. Her reality kept slapping her in the face. She also felt like she was in a movie or a Sci-fi Horror Fantasy novel. Her situation reminded her of a fantasy story she wrote when she was fifteen, about a young girl who lost her parents when an alien race invaded Earth and killed them. She felt her story taking on a life of its own. She never expected to experience a real-life invasion. The Death Row Infantry-men was an enigmatic horror to Amy. She knew they weren’t aliens. What confused her was that they didn’t seem like they b

“No.” More cracks opened across the sky. More figures stepped through. Ten. Twenty. Thirty. Golden warriors hovering above the city like silent executioners. Seraphine felt dread settle in her chest. “This isn’t a hunting party.” “No.” “What is it?” Kael’s voice was grim. “An invasion.” The humans below had begun screaming now. Cars crashed as drivers abandoned vehicles. People ran blindly through the streets. Chaos spread instantly. Seraphine clenched her fists. “They’re going to slaughter everyone.”

It reminded Rex of a nervous habit, like jiggling a leg would be. Having been prepared for what he saw by the woman who claimed to be Melissa, he wasn’t shocked to hear who the male said he was, but he still wasn’t certain that he believed it to be true. After all, he’d seen his wife and children taken by the aliens. Half the village was killed before his very eyes. Surely the rest were killed shortly afterward. While his eyes made note of the genetic resemblances in the male’s face, his mind searched his memories of the fateful day when he’d been the only one to escape the alien invasion.

They shot rapidly around the room with guns out of a space flick. Octnavin ducked behind the bed and then tossed the mattress at the little girls. The mattress started on fire. The room filled with smoke. Sloan lost sight of Octnavin. Like a ghost, the alien moved as he attacked a little girl. One girl fell to the floor after Octnavin broke her neck. Fuck, that was harsh. -Those are not little girls. Those are folantos.- -What are folantos?- Sloan asked in his head. Octnavin didn't reply, but the alien looked busy so Sloan wasn't surprised. Octnavin grabbed one of the folantos and wrapped his tentacles around her neck. He snapped her head off like a doll before moving to the next one.

then you're completely right. The alien (named Nathan Synclair) had just reached the office (Planet Earth) and I, Savannah Tresscot (Commander) am trying to organize a Thanksgiving apocalyptic party (otherworldly evil force), which is apocalyptic because it can either end up a huge success or with Nathan turning into a zombie and eating the entire team alive, with Tina, Roan and Beth (novice squadron pilots) becoming the casualties. Just that simple. Not! "Beth! Pumpkin! Chocolate chips!"

"Your beacon woke the Old Ones. Your signal attracts alien attention. Yet you expect us to follow your lead?" "I expect you to survive." Jack's Alpha presence expanded outward, pressing against every supernatural being in the room. Not threatening—asserting. "In eighteen hours, a scout from an advanced alien civilization lands on Earth. In three days, the Old Ones demand a meeting to determine if humanity deserves to exist on this planet. And somewhere between weeks and months, a corrupted fleet of hostile aliens arrives to eliminate us all." He let that sink in.