Alien Planet Book Novels & Stories

She could be the answer to all our problems; this beautiful creature could save My planet Altundral and its people from extinction. My brother prince Galen runs ahead to warn the healers of our arrival as I think to myself, Hurry brother, please don't let it be too late. Megan's point of view The handsome man takes me through the corridors; he's moving quickly; he seems really concerned. We get to a room, the door is open, and the other man is there from before, inside waits yet another insanely handsome man, what is it with these Aliens? I think to myself as I'm gently placed down on a glass table.

Aya hummed, "I guess we'd have to get you some paperwork. We could help you obtain housing and perhaps employment. Here, you may establish a life. If you wish, even with the infant. At Aya's remarks, Izabella wanted to chuckle. She had no plan for any of what she stated to take place. She needed to locate where aliens descended from their spacecraft to sneak return to her home planet. Izabella considered it as she regarded the bed linens and frowned, looking at the bed sheet. She could efficiently run her fingertips across the fabric. Similar to microfiber, but made from a plant she had never heard of or seen, grown on a planet she was almost certainly never going to visit. What an excellent

Lora's mother had fled after giving birth to her daughter. She lifted the brick in the north corner of the room as she emptied the dungeon more carefully. "What is this book?" she inquired. The book was dusty, and the gold was almost faded, almost bronze. The title of the book was Life of the Witch. The book is about wizards and their interactions with the outer world. Lora read the book, sentence by sentence. A strange planet, yet she wished to visit it. The pages depicted a pleasant and quiet way of life. She saw herself growing up, her body perfect, producing beautiful curves with no scars, bruises, or blood flow in the corners of her lips.

I knew that book hadn't left its position in a very long period of time. "People born with the Alpha's star. X Laviz, Adolf Brill, Janny Fox, and - If this talks about your life, I think you're the fourth." She said, flipping through the pages. "Me?" I asked. "Yes you, Nicholas. Now let me tell you the origin of the book." She said, She closed the book, and opened it again.

He handed me the keys which I gladly accepted. "I will have a tour around then," I announced pining my hair behind my ear. I watched as he excused himself before heaving out a sharp breath. "Let's have a tour," I muttered to myself then glanced around the library. I started from the small shelves. I thought I would see history books but all I was seeing were astronaut books. Books of the earth and planet. "Is he an alien?" I chuckled at my silly joke. When I finally switched shelves, I began seeing something different like fiction and nonfiction books. "Not bad." I grabbed one and began flipping through. I could fetch some and read to kill time.

she asks and I quickly nod while trying to swallow down my bite. "Umm, yes. When we walked in I heard the other correspondents talking about the other alien races. How many are there," I ask and Jia nods excitedly. "Excellent place to begin. Let's see, there are sixteen planets in our galaxy with life on them. Earth, Cok, Peulo, Kea, Vaal, Hassin, Shikaz, Makskin, Glortinon, Frole, Gaimo, Jahn, Rusckod, Gafrop, and Muysock. The allied planets are currently at war with Jahn, Rusckod, Gafrop, and Muysock," Baalee says and Jia leans forward.

The entrance to their apartment was elegant, scented with the expensive lily floral arrangement that stood upon the marble table, the jewel-toned velvet upholstered chairs casually arranged around a low table artfully disguising that this was, essentially, a waiting room, for those seeking audience with their lead alpha, and as such, was also heavily guarded both by the receptionist who had gone home for the day, leaving her walnut desk glossily tidy, the chair neatly pressed in, and by the ever-present security guards, who opened the door for Reid and Vincent as they stepped out of the elevator. On the other side of the door was a carefully curated space designed to impress upon those who e

Alley said, smiling at me. We walked over and I sat down on the floor next to her. I held out the book and opened the first page to see what the contents were about. "The Blessed." I read out loud. The blessed? I turned the next page to see a man and woman, the man had a white shading while the woman had a black shading, "That could be a white witch and a dark witch.'' Alley said, studying the picture. I looked all over the page until my eyes laid on words that I didn't know how to comprehend at first. "When the light meets the dark a mix of good and evil is born." Um... What does that mean? I tensed a little as I read the words over and over. Alley was scribbling something down on a note

She tilted her head, a look of genuine pity on her glowing features. “Oh, Zara. You still think in three dimensions. How quaint.” She leaned in, her breath smelling of ozone and dead stars. “There are no aliens. There is no invasion force waiting in the sky.” What? What did that even mean? She swept her hand around the room. The walls shifted, displaying images, not of space, but of Earth. A burning Earth. Cities crumbling to dust, oceans boiling, and wolves… millions of wolves, starving, dying, their bodies withering away.

Liyana curled into his lap and his picked up a book from her shelf and it was about the solar system. He didn't do any baby voices. He just read about the Saturn rings and Jupiter storms in his familiar flat precise tone he used for business meetings. I don't think Liyana cared because she watched his looking mesmerized and even asked questions when he was done. "Do aliens have storms on their planets?" "A logical question," he said. "If their planet has an atmosphere and temperature variance, it is likely. Though the composition might differ. Ammonia storms, for instance, would be quite different." He added and Liyana just raised an eyebrow at him.