Alien Ripley Novels & Stories

Her voice was more steady than I expected from someone who had been unconscious for days. "The mate bond brought me to you," I answered simply. She held my gaze the entire time I said it. I looked at her closely,as she tried to adjust and fit into the bed. My wolf had been pushing me desperately towards her,since the moment she opened her eyes and I was doing my best to keep him where he was. The only thing I want right now, is to ask her what happened in the forest, how she ended up there and who those people are. "Raphael," I said. "That is my name." She went still at the sound of it, her body stiffening slightly as she shifted back and gave a small nod.

Ripley threatened her, struggling to free himself. I coughed continuously while trying to get her off me. It wasn’t the time to show my strength or shift because I would get shot down immediately. I needed to find out some things before I did anything rash. "Let her go, Your Highness. You can’t kill her now. We still need her for a lot of things. Ignore whatever she says to you," Alpha Morren said, trying to save my life, of course for their benefits. She let me go, and I started coughing hard. Ripley freed himself from them and rushed toward me. He held me in his arms, trying to console my cough while I started laughing. The situation is funny to me overall.

Reg stared at the female in the silvery jumpsuit floating facedown in the barbaric craft and wondered why she'd reacted so strangely. He spoke aloud, switching back to his mother tongue instead of the crude language earthlings used. "Ralph, is the Earthling ill?" Alpha 400, the newest AI model for his spacecraft-intelligent and imbued of enough personality to demand a name-replied via ear transmitter. "I believe you frightened her." "But I heard her request to be saved. Why would she be scared when I have arrived to grant her wish?"

Sela’s arrows bounced off the blackened iron as if they were toothpicks. ​Rhea moved with a desperate grace, trying to find a gap in the armor. She found it at the neck—a small patch of exposed, greyish flesh. But before she could strike, the Reaper’s other hand, a heavy crushing claw, closed around her waist. ​She gasped as the air was squeezed from her lungs. The "teeth" of the machine were literal—small, grinding gears within the claw that began to tear into her leather armor. ​"Rhea!" Elias’s voice screamed from the balcony.

She spun around, blade drawn. A cloaked figure emerged from the darkness, holding their hands up in peace. Aria narrowed her eyes. “Who are you?” she demanded. The figure stepped closer and pushed back their hood. Aria froze. It wasn’t her mother. It was someone she hadn’t seen in over five years. “Lira?” Aria whispered, voice shaking. The girl—now a young woman—nodded. “I had to be sure it was you.” “But how—how are you alive? I thought you were killed in the raid!”

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

“I will have Jared drive you back to the Village. Ryder and I will finish up here.” Ari roughly patted him on the back and followed Jared to the vehicles. ___________ As the cars pulled up in the center of Rialto Village, and Ari stepped out covered in bandages. Tatiana rush out of the Yurt and asked Jacob. “What the hell happened?” Ari answered. “We hit the Hoh Forest Pack and killed their warriors.” Tia’s face flushed red. “You did what?!” Jacob continued. “Ari was stuck in a bomb blast and they suspect he has a concussion. You will need to monitor him overnight.”

She looked so fragile. Alaria stared warily at the woman but her doubts were cleared when she saw that the woman indeed meant good. She saw how the woman's eyes mirrored her pain, she saw the sympathy in her eyes. “I’m Riele, honey. I won't hurt you. I just want to help you. You seem so. . .” she swallowed, unable to complete her sentence as her heart clenched painfully at the sight of the really young, lifeless looking girl before her. She was a mother herself and she wouldn't be able to survive it if her own daughter were ever made to go through what this little girl had gone through. At this thought, she held onto her own daughter tightly.

I am a prisoner. Her whole life had been a lie. Miss Clarke was Drakes mother apparently. And she was a walking, ticking, apocalyptic time bomb in half human form. She walked to the window and tried to imagine the city before her in any other way then she sees it now. She closed her eyes and replayed her dream in her head. But this time, she tried to imagine what exactly she had done to the world to leave it so dead. Maybe, I made it rain tar and people couldn’t breathe.

RIP his balls. I fiercely pull his hair back and hiss furiously, “I am straighter than the pole your mother dances on, Jax. And I am not gay, I am very much into vaginas. Send your mate to my room, I can prove you with the live telecast. But this mate thing was a big mistake done by the moon goddess. So tell me, how can I contact her?” If I could I would have sued Moon goddess by now. A low, sustained growl echoes through his chest, but soon it fades away. Jax doesn't reply, but a smile appears on his face. It widens so far that I could see his missing teeth. "So tell me, Alpha Ryan! How will you have your pups?"