Alien Ripley Novels & Stories

So she called the person she trusted the most in the world— There was a click as the call went through. “Hello?” “Madam Dahlia, it’s me, Spider.” Aria’s eyes were perfectly still in the darkness. “Good news. “—I’ve established contact with the assassination target.”

Her heart raced with anticipation, her muscles tensed, and she prepared for what lay ahead. "Are you ready, Lyra?" a voice boomed from the sidelines. It was Killian's, she looked at him took in a very deep breath and nodded. His words echoed in her mind, urging her to tap into the primal forces within. With a sudden burst of movement, the werewolf lunged at Lyra. She barely had time to react as the creature's claws slashed through the air, narrowly missing her. Lyra instinctively dodged and rolled away, her body moving with an agility she didn't know she possessed.

“You just have to be here.” She nodded against his chest, and for a long moment, the room held its breath. I stepped back, giving them space. Kat met my eyes, her hand resting gently on Ariella’s back. She didn’t say anything. She didn’t need to. Because this was the moment Ariella had been waiting for. And it was hers. I gave Ripper a moment with his girl before stepping in. The rest of the Reapers stood nearby, waiting but worn. Months of searching had carved lines into their faces. Now they had her back.

--- During recess, Aria stepped into the hallway to breathe. She leaned against the cool marble wall, eyes closed. And that’s when she saw her. A woman standing by the elevator, watching her. Aria’s chest tightened. Long black hair. Crimson lips. A confidence that oozed from every inch. The woman walked toward her. “You’re Aria.” “And you are?” The woman extended a hand. “Elena Ryder. Sebastian’s PR manager.” Aria didn’t take the hand. “I know who you are,” she said. “You helped bury Olivia’s story. Spun the narrative after she died.”

Becoming. — That night, the dreams returned. Aria stood in a field of stars, her feet bare, her skin glowing. Kaelion was beside her, his hand outstretched. Luna floated above them, wrapped in light. Then the stars dimmed. A shadow crept in. The Reapers. She woke with a gasp. Kaelion was already awake. “They’re moving,” he said. Aria nodded. “I felt it.” He looked at her wrist. The mark was burning.

When she saw the serious expression on my face she quickly shut her mouth and looked at me to show she was listening. That is why I always thanked God for giving me such a wonderful best friend like Tiana who understood me very well. She was like my younger sister and I really cared for her. Right now I was also a bit worried about what she was going to think about me. "Tiana, I'm a half Vampire half Werewolf princess by the name Angelina Riana Rivera Wolfen." I said to her after taking a deep breath. To my utter amazement the girl just bust out laughing.

Luna Hydra lets out a gasp, and I have a feeling that she knows him. “Ripple is his nickname, but his real name is Riplain. He is the son of our head warrior and his mate who was a fire dragon. You are correct he did have a traumatic brain injury when he was 17. He lost his long term memory and forgot everything from the time he was born to the accident. One day he left his house and never returned. We had no idea where he ended up. I am glad to know that he ended up in a good clan.” Alpha Atlantico states.

From there I would simply run until I collapsed. I waited for a few hours, sitting still on the bed. Rhea continued to place unwanted pictures of Alpha Killian in my head, trying to sway my decision by any means possible. "Claire, don't do this." Rhea pleaded. "Rhea, I can't be here. I'm drowning in this and I can't give Alpha Killian what he wants. He deserves a better mate." I replied, blinking back the tears that tried to force themselves from my eyes.