Alien Stage Luka Novels & Stories

she muttered with closed eyes. After a few seconds, she opened her eyes and stared at the circle. The sand was beginning to emit smokes that went up towards the sky, and the candle flame turned blue. Susan stared at the smoke and she could see it was forming images, and slowly it became the image of the very man she hated the most- Logan Stewart, the arrogant young new Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack.

Astra said as she picked at the fabric of the chair. “What?” Angelica was shocked by the information. “Like she pulled me from her vagina?” “Yeah, you were born here actually.” Astra said as she remembered. “Your mom and dad were visiting for a few minutes when she went into labor so they hunkered down here till she recovered.” “No kidding.” Angelica said she picked up another book. “So can we make a potion?” “Sure ill show you how to make a portal orb.” ************* Aleister watched as Shayla inhaled the stew. She had not aged a day since he last saw her. She was fleeing with the tiny infant in her arms as he was pinned to the ground. He thought of her every minute till he was awakened by

Something that he often smiled and laughed at me for but understood anyway. "What are out plans for tonight?" Jakes asked. We had been spending every evening together for a while now. "Well . . ." I chuckled, " I may have just agreed for us to go to Great wolf tonight with Trix and Alpha Trevor. The other girls are gonna meet us there too!" I told him. "The human girls? The ones you brought with you last time?" He questions me. "Don't question me! Our Luna invited them." I tell him. He Just rolls his eyes at me. "I know it's open to the public but you guys obviously used fake IDs to get in there last time."

(Alicia) I reach for my phone, my fingers trembling as I pull up Angus’s contact and hit call. The line rings twice before his voice, groggy but familiar, answers. “Alicia? What’s going on?” “Angus,” I say, glancing back at Rocco who gives me an encouraging nod. “I need your help. It’s about Luka. He’s in danger, and I don’t have much time.” There’s a pause on the other end, the sound of sheets rustling. WTF?

“I’m Allie, the pack gamma.” “Sims, the beta,” “Where the hell is your alpha?” asked the beta from the Eclipse Pack, who asked about Luna being present at this meeting. “We are not done yet,” Chastity said, and they all looked at her, “I’m Chastity, the Alpha!” everyone gasped after. They didn’t expect her to be the alpha. I mean no one expects her to be the Alpha. “I thought you're Luna?” the beta asked, “I couldn’t even feel your aura. That I thought you were a human,” he added.

“The entertainment department has arrived! Where do you want me to set up the stage for today’s party? Because if you think we’re inaugurating this palace without a soundtrack worthy of the occasion, you are sorely mistaken.” Right behind him, carrying a box of cables with an expression of resigned patience, came Luka. The contrast between the two remained comical: Zion, the embodiment of creative chaos, and Luka, dressed with casual precision that exuded quiet control. Yet there was a softness in Luka’s gaze that hadn’t existed before the island—he wasn’t there as the untouchable CEO, but as a partner in the trenches, a friend who had chosen to be present.

“Elara!” Luka’s voice boomed behind her, filled with fury and disbelief. She didn’t look back. Her hand reached out, gripping the rough surface of the boulder as she pulled herself up, using it to steady her shaking body. Her heart pounded in her chest, adrenaline flooding her veins as she prepared for one final stand. Luka shifted back into his human form, his face twisted with anger as he stalked toward her, his silver eyes blazing with a dangerous intensity. “You think you can escape me?” he snarled, his voice low and threatening. “After everything, you still think you can run?”

He's also a werewolf, one of the annoying creatures. Thinking of it, It isn't really that hard to identify them, ever since I found out about Ariel it has been quite easy to recognize them. They got this tattoos,height and body structure you wouldn't mind touching or spending a night with plus they are dangerously good looking, and when I say dangerously good looking, I mean charming. But no matter how tempting that might be I, Crystal Lucario Davenport would never have anything to do with them. I hope the rouges kill them all especially that ruthless beast they call their Alpha. "Leave? Elyssa is going to fire me and make sure I never get a job elsewhere"I roll my green eyes.

He leaned closer, his breath sour with liquor. “If you want to be part of my playthings, Elena, you can make yourself available. Since you’re obviously now for everyone.” The words sliced me open. Heat rushed to my face anger, shame, disgust. My chest heaved. I couldn’t stop myself. I lifted my booted foot and aimed straight for his shin. But he was faster. Luka grabbed my ankle mid-air. His grip was tight, bruising. I gasped as my balance crumbled and I crashed hard to the floor, my palms scraping against the stage.

“I have to.” Priscilla shook her head, sobbing. “You’re choosing her over me…” He stepped forward, voice broken. “No, Pris. I’m choosing what’s right.” Silence. Then her face hardened into something cold. Alien. “If you take me to him,” she whispered, “then you’re no brother of mine.” Luka felt something inside him shatter. But he didn’t stop. He reached for her again. And this time she didn’t fight. She just stood there, trembling, tears spilling silently as Luka led her out of the room.