Alien: Isolation Guide Novels & Stories

Matteo whispers a curse. “Meaning we stop existing.” Yes. The word lands like a stone. For a long moment none of us speak. The galaxy glows beneath our feet. Thousands of civilizations scattered across unimaginable distances. And somewhere out there something is moving toward us. Something that used to be like us. Ezra finally breaks the silence. “You said humanity has two choices.” Isolation or alliance. He nods once. “Explain isolation.” The Custodian gestures toward the projection. If the bridge connection is severed your species may become difficult to detect.

The air smelled of oil, rot, and cold water. Isabella was dropped off a quarter mile away, as per the “alone” instruction. She walked on unsteady legs towards Pier 7, a long, wooden finger stretching into the darkness. Her heart was a drum solo in her chest. The only light came from a single, flickering sodium lamp at the pier’s landward end. “We’re in position. I have you visual. Keep walking. You’re doing perfectly.” Leo’s voice was a steady, calming presence in her ear, the only thing tethering her to sanity.

A glowing red prompt pulsed at the center of the screen, waiting for biometric input. “Once we’re in the records room, you press that,” Sonia instructed. “It won’t upload until the scanner reads the right print.” Alex hesitated. “And if it doesn’t?” “It will,” Eric said. They all went quiet. In the distance, a bell rang midnight. Time cracked open. “Go,” Isla urged, pulling her scarf up over her face and slipping out through the far exit toward the dormitory hallways, where she’d set the distraction. She moved like a whisper, fading into darkness.

“… then I must see him.” Halden did not argue. “Very well, Alpha. Let us see the baby.” Yoren and Halden stepped out. They walked through the long, sterile white corridor ahead. At that hour, the corridor lights were dimmed due to night mode, but the isolation area was bathed in a sterile white light. Meanwhile, the faint beeping of a heart monitor could be heard echoing from behind thick glass. Halden stopped in front of a red door marked: RED SHIELD – LEVEL 4 ISOLATION Authorised Personnel Only'. He tapped his ID card and the scanner verified it.

The figures I'd seen before were fleeing or fighting flashes of magic, screams, the smell of burning reality itself. A wendigo dropped in front of us. Lena threw a blast of golden light that made it shriek and recoil. "Keep moving!" We reached a structure that looked like a doorway made of lightning. It crackled and sparked, barely holding together. "Through there!" Lena shouted. "It'll take you back to Earth. I'll try to seal the breach behind you." "What about you?" "I'll follow if I can. But Marisol when you get through, find Kael immediately. The bond will guide you to him. Don't trust anyone else until you're with him."

They needed to keep moving, to find ways to get out of the area. Anna guided Luna through the forested area until they reached a tiny clearing. Their movements were muted by a thick layer of fallen leaves beneath their feet. Luna couldn't ignore the feeling that they were being watched, but she knew Anna would keep them safe. A large, gnarled oak stood in the center of the clearing, shimmering in the moonlight. Anna approached the tree and spoke inaudibly beneath her breath. The trunk of the tree suddenly broke open, revealing a hidden corridor.

His lips curved in a wicked promise, full and tempting. "Watch me while I heal you, Elowen. If you close them or look away, I'll start over. And if I have to start over... I'll drag you to the red room, and you won't leave until I say whenever." Terror and thrill twisted in my gut, my pussy clenching at the threat. Death by rogue exile or by his hands—either way, I was doomed. "Is that clear?" "Yes, Alpha." My voice came out as a whisper, laced with surrender.

the noise of metal against stone echoing through the room, like a battle drum. Marco swivels the laptop in the middle to face us. The feed zooms. On the cathedral’s wall, inscribed in blood flowing upward against gravity: 26 DAYS, 23 HOURS, 18 MINUTES. Then the screen glitches. Isla’s face occupies it ( Isla, resting upstairs) yet her eyes blink open. Red. She grins with a broad mouth. And speaks with the city’s voice, sweet and terrible: Inform Tía Rosa that the game has changed this time.

Alexis Wayne never imagined that saving a stranger’s life would change hers forever. She was only a struggling human doctor when she found Dyson Lecrae bleeding and barely alive. She saved him without knowing that he was an Alpha, one of the most powerful werewolves in the city, or that falling in love with him would put her life in danger. Their relationship was never supposed to happen. Humans and werewolves were not meant to mix, and when Alexis became pregnant with Dyson’s child, the werewolf world made their feelings very clear. Her baby was an abomination. Alexis was banished while carrying Dyson’s child, and before she could escape for good, assassins were sent after her.

“It is cold. It is dark. I don’t want to die here. Don’t leave me.” Isadora’s heart broke. “We won’t leave you,” she whispered. Alina stepped in front of her. “Isadora, listen to me. You have to leave. Right now. He will notice. He always notices. If he sees the door open, he will know someone came down.” “Then I will close it,” Isadora snapped. “It won’t matter!” Alina cried softly. “He has guards. He has cameras. He has eyes everywhere. He will know. He always knows.”