Alien Pet Novels & Stories

The head alien showed how to roll JP and that the buyers would not have to free him to move him. The alien creature doing the selling spoke to a large sturdy-looking Folanto. Folantos were usually slim and often looked like young teenage girls from Earth. Their skin was mainly snake scales, but this specific Folanto was larger and older, and the skin was smoother. Ike had once studied the gangsters on the information tablet that Baja had given him in his younger years. The selling Deltan spoke in a low tone and then licked at the blood that dripped from JP's sense tentacle. Though JP tried to keep his expression neutral, as was taught to all Dagerstanteens, he still winced. The reaction caus

Ultimately, he fought Titan Ape and managed to defeat it using only his physical strength, compelling it to submit and agree to join. The other was a Phantom Cat, an exceedingly rare variant species. There might have been just a handful across the entire Asgard Plains, and it was likely the only one that had reached the apex overbeast realm. The Phantom Cat was small, with its entire body cloaked in black fur, including its dark eyes. It moved with complete silence, blending into the night. The Phantom Cat had a challenging growth journey before reaching the apex overbeast level. Its attack power was quite weak, making it a beast that specialized in nighttime assassination.

He would find the crystals and return a hero to all. A spear whizzed past his left wing. Freck! A Tryn zoomed underneath him, a filthy black beast with red eyes, sharp teeth, and a nasty attitude. Some had horns and all had pointy tails and leather wings that never allowed their bulky bodies to get far off the ground. This one had a broken horn and another that was twisted slightly giving the Tryn an almost comical appearance. Kohlxchijr dove straight for the creature. It shrieked, turning and racing away first on two legs than four. The useless wings fluttering behind it.

But when the Silver Fang Elders cleared out the Alpha's manor, they found something — the document Kael had folded and kept on his person, never discarded: Ash's death certificate. On the back, in Kael's handwriting, was a single line: "Ash, Daddy is sorry." The Elder sent the document to me. I sat with that piece of paper through the night. The next morning, I contacted the Pup Protection Funds of both Moon Shadow and Silver Fang Packs. I donated everything Kael had left behind — the rights to the Alpha's manor, his personal share of the pack treasury, every asset that could be converted — all of it designated for the rescue and care of pups born with defects.

I forgot how to breathe. His eyes were gold. Not the usual soft glow they flashed, this wasn't anything remotely human. They glowed like a wild predator ready to burn the world down. I had spent most of my life wondering what it would be like to have a wolf. Standing there, staring at Khyrix transforming into what I could only classify as a nightmare, I had never been more grateful that I didn’t. “Avelora.” My name sounded tortured on his lips. “Listen carefully.”

Overcoming my first wave of fear, I stepped closer, unable to tear my gaze away. To be honest, the creature looked a bit different from what I remembered from documentaries. Fastik had dark-green scales mixed with lighter green, almost like a watermelon pattern, and even a bit of feathery covering. His powerful hind legs ended in sharp claws, while the forelimbs were adorned with bright green feathers, and on his head grew a funny little feathered crest. “Don’t be afraid, he’s domesticated,” Alaya said softly, smiling at her favorite pet—who, to my complete shock, actually leaned into her touch like a cat.