Alien Tale Novels & Stories

After three hours of agonizing stagnation in the holding pens, the herald finally barked Tahlia's tribal marker. The moment Tahlia stepped onto the blood-stained stone stage, Alpha Kaelen flipped through his combat scrolls, his brow wrinkling as his claws mapped the absolute lack of true operational data on the paper. "Your history indicates zero frontline skirmishes, youth. Your only recorded display is a standard court movement video. Let us bypass the theory. The scenario is absolute: a rogue pack of feral trench beasts has systematically slaughtered your alpha mother before your eyes. Action!"

The door began to slide upward, revealing a dark tunnel that smelled of iron and old, dry blood. “Kael, wait,” Aveline grabbed my wrist. “Once you go in... there’s no going back. You know that, right? The First Alpha wasn't a man. He was a monster.” “Good,” I said, my voice dropping into a register that didn't sound human. “Because I’m tired of being a man.” I stepped into the darkness, leaving the dying world behind me.

Alpha Jeremiah Lodwick was one of the few alphas in Nydisia that held more power than the nobles. The man named Alexander continued to introduce the girl to his right, "This is my mate Lady Nicole Covintre," The girl named Nicole had red vibrant glass-like eyes and that of her mate was deep golden brown. Katherine wondered if they were a crossbred mating couple seeing as their eye colours were so different indicating they were not of the same species. Katherine looked at the girl and noticed some similarities in her face to someone she had seen before but she couldn't place her finger on it.

"It said, 'At which hour invasion starts from the heart. The creatures of the dark cometh f'rth. The daylight shall bleedeth. The moon shall caterwauling. F'r imm'rtality shall cometh to an endeth'. I'm sorry but that's how it was pronounced, but it says that the attack will occur from the heart that I found out that it refers to the heart of Wysteria, the place where the border of each kingdom, Avalone which is one of the closest to the heart of Wysteria. The disciples of darkness will come and ravage. The sun will bleed, or if I suspect correctly, it's talking about an eclipse or something about turning the sun red. I just don't know what caterwauling—" "Caterwauling means a cry from the t

"Mister, you are far from home, aren't you?" The young man's eyes rotates toward my direction, "W-What do you mean?" Don't tell me.. he read my book and transmigrated into it too? I inquire, "You transmigrated into my story 'A Thousand Canola Blossom', didn't you?" He indulges in a state of confusion. Finally, he says in denial, "Your story? Don't you mean.. MY story 'Brotherhood of Blades'?" I blink. His story? Wait. Don't tell me..

Something that should not exist. Lyla turned And there he was. Aleron. The first Guardian. The first traitor. He stood on the edge of a ruined battlefield. The sky above him was split. The earth beneath his feet was cracked. And in his hands Was the talisman. The same power Lyla had felt when she reforged the bond. But this time It wasn’t healing. It was breaking. Aleron lifted his gaze, seeing her. Not as a memory. Not as a ghost.

What was it about her that had me ready to give up everything I believed in? She was nothing more than a warrior sent by the Alpha King. That alone makes her life span shorter than most. Not only in this war but in general. Most warriors didn’t live long. Leaving the room, I wandered down the hall until I reached the stairs that would take me downstairs. I told Julian to let me know when the rogue woke, but I was curious. I had noticed he moved differently than the other infected we have come across. It was a bit surprising that Taelin decided to bring him back though. She was proving to be more valuable than I had originally considered. Yet the draw I had to her was troubling. Maybe it was

I was waiting for something to change in what I did and we were stunned for a few minutes when we noticed no changes happen. In an instant, the dew suddenly thickened all around. Suddenly our surroundings became quiet and the leaves on the tree stopped making noise when the strong wind blew. I was shocked when the candles lit around me and even louder than before. Some retreated in fear of being burned but also slowly disappeared until it became normal at the same time as the sudden emergence of souls that some were still covered in dew. They came out of the forest and walked towards us. There are so many that I can't count them, there are more coming out from behind them, leading an old man

“Five, six hundred years ago, when first I met Harithen, we launched an attack on their wall, and took it. We should have continued to take the city. However, we did not, and withdrew instead. What did they do in response?” She toyed with the thick braid that hung over her shoulder. “I understand. But Thaelen, do be careful. Just because you are the chosen of a goddess, and mate to an Emissary, does not mean that you cannot be killed in these battles, nor that your mates cannot be killed. Heroes die and villains win, all the time, throughout history.” Talen nodded slowly. “I will be careful.” He hesitated as he saw Meguitte step out of the warehouse, but Harry’s voice calling from behind pre

A silent monk from the Drowned Temple placed a scroll inked in forgotten runes. Even a Skywatch envoy, long considered hostile, offered a feather etched with blood. Then, Lena stepped forward, offering a lock of her mother’s hair—once a Crescent advisor, later burned as a traitor. Tarek gave a tooth he’d broken in the first battle he’d lost—“proof that I survived.” And Kael? He offered the fang of his first kill—a mark of his Alphahood. But as he placed it in the fire, he looked only at Aria.