Alien Superhero Novels & Stories

It was a weapon in the hands of a king who had never once hesitated to kill. His hands trembled as he pressed the scroll flat again. He thought he could control the game. That by offering whispers in the dark, he could save his children from the storm. But the storm had come anyway. And now, all he could do was pray that it didn’t tear them apart. For the first time in his life, the Alpha of the Silver Fangs was afraid. Not of war. Not of death. But the truth. Because if Serena ever asked the right question—if she ever looked too closely at who she was, where she came from, or what Valerian really wanted—it would all unravel.

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

The red chakra, the life force of the werewolves, surged through their veins, turning them into monstrous behemoths. The members of the Supreme God Destroyer watched in astonishment as the two alpheno werewolves transformed before their very eyes. They had never witnessed such a sight, the true form of the alpheno werewolf, a creature of immense power and untamed fury. Mary Jane and Alfred, now consumed by the power of the supreme god, lost control of their actions. They lashed out at everything in their sight, friend and foe alike. Their claws tore through flesh, their fangs ripped into skin, and their howls echoed through the ravaged battlefield.

The stench of blood and death fills the air and when the last rogue is confirmed dead, I stand in front of the crowd, shifting back to my human form to address them but before I can, they begin to whisper. "Who is he?" "I think he's Abaddon's son." "No, that's who the Rogues talk about, The Bloody Alpha." "The Bloody Alpha? I didn't know he was real." "The Bloody Alpha will protect us." It starts with just a group nearby, but soon the whole clearing has joined in, kneeling before me, a mixture of desperation, hope and adoration on their faces. I don't need a mirror to know I'm covered in blood, the sticky feeling is enough to know there's barely an inch of my skin not covered.

Damien and Emilio came to a stand behind me, my friends and my partners in crime. “He fell.” I told them. “Is he dead?” Emilio asked, his voice showing relief. “He should be dead right? That’s a big drop.” I shook my head. No, I didn’t believe my brother was dead. He had the Alpha’s blood in his veins; he wouldn’t be defeated so easily. “Injured, yes. Dead? No.” I told them. “He’ll lay low for now, heal himself before he strikes. So we have to find him first.”

” The Iru orbs around him fly hitting Banaspati. Yup, it isn’t distinguished already. “Ah, shit.” Alfi sighed. “YOU BASTARD!” Banaspati turns into a figure of a man full of fire like the Human Torch of Fantastic 4 (It’s not plagiarism as its form is like that based on the folklore anyway!). It flies to Alfi really fast. Alfi unsheathes Tipit from his left sleeve and hits Banaspati to the sky like hitting a ball with a bat.

"Don't you see, your powers are too strong to be there in the world? We can't let you leave this island, Bash. It's not only for your own good but for everyone else too." "But I'm a superhero," Bash argues. "And you're a bully!" Bash sticks out his chest, proudly standing his ground. I can see the alpha energy surging from him. "STOP LYING and leave me and my mama alone, NOW!" he roars, using his alpha voice for the first time.

Civilians came to put in their petty requests which they were normally too lazy to do by themselves (more of domestic stuffs really) and paid to have them done for them by the E-ranks, who got these domestic chores assigned to them by the Hero-League as their missions. A notification alert popped up on Suzanne's phone. 'Please tell me you're awake,' It read. She rolled her eyes. It was one of her team mates, Ethan. 'You are....right?' Another message again. She hissed and went to the bathroom to freshen up and get dressed. The last year when she was a freshman at Superhero High, the school asigned to her by the Hero League, she had to dress strictly in the uniform provided whose color mainly

My heart rate slows, my hearing becomes stronger and my sense of danger is on high alert; the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end and before I know what I’m doing, I push off the steel and start around the makeshift building. “We need her; you don’t.” This comes from a male, a very angry male if the sounds of the snarls rippling through the air mean anything. “It's alright, everyone stay low; Alpha Gideon will come.” The woman is trying like hell to remain calm but I can tell from the shake in her voice that she’s anything but calm. “He will come and we have many enforcers who will see you dead before you lay a hand on this pup.” My blood runs cold at the mention of a pup; it's what sh