Alien X Novels & Stories

"Mostly. Although the planet isn't as large as some we inhabit so it's not quite so impressive. And it's broken up into sectors with high speed shuttles in between them. You want one kind of item, you go to one area and you have lots of choices." "And if you want a human slave you go to another," I replied, before wanting to mentally smack myself. I just couldn't keep the snark at home. "Yup, and that's broken down into several different areas too. Men, Women, kids, families, other aliens that we've enslaved." "Wow..." I replied, blown away by how big this sounded. "And you've been there before?" "Many times. I take it you haven't?" "No. I heard it was pretty unsafe for a woman alone."

Alex said while staring straight into his eyes. "Do you think of yourself as a woman? You should know you're not a woman or a lady, you're an alien," Xander said with a smirk. "Oh that's rich, coming from a robotic man," Alexa mocked. "Who's that.....oh, good morning sir," a voice greeted. "Good morning Peter, who's this," the man whom Alexa had been arguing with asked. "Oh that's my secretary," Peter said while bowing lightly. "Hello, I'm still here, what's going on," Alexa asked almost screaming.

His eyes were the deepest shade of green and they were staring right at me. I don't know how I haven't passed out yet. "Hello there, gorgeous. My name is Azza but Xander calls me Az." He smirked when Alexander shot him a glare. He seemed to have a thick accent and I couldn't tell where it was from. Probably hell. Unironically. He extended his hand for me to shake. "What are you?" I asked him while looking at his black wings with awe. Is he a fallen angel like Alexander? I shook his hand for some weird reason, probably the alcohol.

He decides to turn onto his other side, the dark of the room doing nothing for the way his mind conjures up demons. Alexander is there, his body outlined by the faint light coming in through the window. It's strangely calming, Adom's eyes starting to droop. He feels a lurch in their tether, like the splash of a koi fish as it ducks from unsuspecting eyes. "Are you afraid?" Adom asks, the night making him braver. He knows Alexander's heard him but the reply comes much later, when Adom is falling back asleep. "A little," Alexander confesses. Adom hadn't realized that he had made Alexander bare his soul to him twice already, the thought now more than a little staggering. Alexander is an alpha l

annoyed Xander "You and Alice have the same scent Xander, if you were me. Most likely you would also talk about it. I think you two were connected in the past. The three of you are more correct, but I think there is one of them. You guys are being protected!" Alice looked at Xander as well as Logan, "This sounds interesting. So where am I from? Is it from the planet mars? Or from jupiter? Or from the planet Pluto?" Alice exclaimed making Xander just snort in annoyance. Then he closed his book and closed his eyes. Choosing to sleep instead of responding to Tristan's words the same as before. And that made him quite annoyed and wanted to shut the man's mouth.

She turned to leave. "Wait," I said. She stopped. "Thank you." She nodded. Then she walked away. --- Alexander plugged the USB drive into his laptop. Files opened. Hundreds of them. Locations. Passwords. Plans. "He's been building an army," Alexander said. "Not just clones. Soldiers. Programmed to obey his every command." "Where are they now?" "All over the world. Waiting for his signal." "When is the signal?" Alexander scrolled. Stopped. "Tomorrow." "Tomorrow?"

Because, right there before our eyes, was Nick, Alexa's boyfriend, and Devi, one of Alexa's best friends. Kissing.

“No Alpha patrols that water. No human settlements. No threat of being chased. And if it’s who I think it is, the isolation is perfect for him.” “Who?” Alexandro asked. “Maeron.” The name struck something in Alexandro. He’d heard it only in whispers. Legends passed from one campfire to the next. A sea-born being, a ruler of forgotten creatures, rumored to rise once every hundred years. “He’s a myth,” Alexandro said, though his voice held no certainty. Valerian shook his head. “No. He’s very real. And if he’s taken your wife… it means she’s not who we think she is.”

JAX I wake up in a cold sweat, panting as my eyes adjust to the darkness of my room. All the talk lately about the shadow pack and strategizing how to align our defenses with Denver has been seeping into my nightmares, robbing me of sleep. I’m lucky in that I don’t have any personal experience with the shadow pack thus far, but in my nightmares Alpha Xavier is this larger-than-life villain, his followers these soulless, twisted monsters who kill without remorse. Then again, from what I’ve heard about the shadow pack, the version of them in my dreams may not be too far off.

Ariellas pov "What's wrong? You look horrified." Alax asked with narrowed purple eyes. His eyes were intense and now I understood why that God had purple eyes. This was bad very bad. I couldn't even wrap my head around the mistake I made. Alaxs warm hand was more comforting than before telling me that he was still lying about what type of God he was. Was he a coaxing God or maybe he was a God of friendships but more advanced. He was always able to comfort me when I needed it.