Alien X Predator Novels & Stories

Disappointed that my hindrance was not someone I could beat, even if I still had Echo. The rumors about the Alphas of the Fury packs never being far from each other were true. Seeing Liev meant that Devyn and Axel were close by. The territories called the triad, the Alphas of Doom, because every unlucky wolf who had ever gotten involved with them would either wound up dead or become their victims. There wasn't a single wolf who didn’t know that. And the Alpha standing in front of me right now was Axel. Axel Anders. He had a breathtaking beauty that could easily rival Liev's, no doubt. In a millisecond, he ate up the distance between us and wrapped his hand around my waist, trapping me in his

Not physical heat but spiritual. Two figures stand waiting, A man with streaks of silver in his dark hair and sharp grey eyes, and a woman with long white-blonde hair braided down her back, her eyes piercing blue like cracked ice. The Alpha and Luna of the Predator pack. Declan and Amber Greystone. My grandparents. I don’t fall to my knees, I don’t cry, I just stand there, frozen and slightly confused. Until Amber Greystone walks forward and slowlyraises a trembling hand to my face.

Alexander dodged left— stabbed the creature in the throat— twisted the blade— The creature convulsed, cracking the floor. But it didn’t fall. It evolved. Spine cracking. Muscles re-forming. Energy surging like wildfire. Alexander staggered backward. “Oh… hell.” The alarm voice boomed: 10 SECONDS. The prototype launched itself at him. Alexander braced his feet, grabbed a fallen metal rod, and collided with the creature. Both fell into a pile of debris. The creature’s claws sliced into Alexander’s side— blood pouring down his ribs.

The beast that ruled this land. His snarl made the floor tremble beneath my feet. His eyes flicked from me to the knife, calculating, burning, furious. “Don’t move!” the assassin shouted, tightening his grip. “One step and she dies!” But Alexandro didn’t step. He didn’t need to. His power filled the room like a storm. His muscles twitched, ready to pounce. A predator moments away from tearing apart his prey. I was shaking now, tears threatening to spill. “Please,” I whispered, my voice barely audible, unsure whether I was pleading to the assassin or to Alexandro.

She has already been through so much since the death of her mother, I do not want her to suffer anymore. "Richard, are you crying?" Alpha Victor chokes out a bitter laugh. I did not even realize that the tears already started to flow down my cheeks. My hands hastily reach for my cheek and I wipe the tears off my eyes. Not even my tears can make Alpha Victor sympathise with him, he is a psychotic man with no feelings for anyone else, he only cares about himself.

I groaned with disgust, “seriously Nyx, he and his friends, all are a bunch of bullies! The entire pack is terrified of them and this blacklisting tradition.” “He is cute.” she stomped her feet, thrusting her phone in my hand, “He is the alpha of this territory. Of course he can do whatever he wants” “I have never seen someone as evil as him.” I gritted out, “all he does is bully the people weaker than him and take pleasure in it. Only cowards do that.” “Nyx Jo!” The voice was scarily familiar. Nyx eyes met mine, and then widened. “I should run.” she whispered.

They are also formed very differently, and support limbs varying from stingers, clawed paws, darting tongues and tentacles. Alex's shoot with his gun and kill the big Alpha who attacking Hunter first, dissolving three of them down. It happens just in time too as Hunter's injured leg finally gives out, dropping him on the ground on a knee. Wayburn whirls around in panic and almost gets skewered by a stinger that whistles through the air while he's distracted by Hunter's plight. Caster's quick reflexes and skill with the blade save him in the last second. Alex stays where he is. He has the best vantage point from the high ground as the four men's form a protective circle around the injured Hun

After chugging half, I plopped down on one of the rolled-up mats and lost track of time, staring out the window at the forest beyond. Someone sat down beside me, and I turned to meet Hakeem’s knowing stare. “You’re slowly getting your energy back. Do you feel any better?” Lying was instinctual by now. Everyone expected their Alpha and Luna to be strong—all powerful, even. Admitting weakness wasn’t a luxury we could afford. However, that didn’t apply when talking to a living lie detector. “No,” I confessed. “I feel like shit. Who knew being a taxi for a bunch of werewolf souls would be so damn exhausting?”

And it had seen Maxine. The Predator was a rogue wolf, something that acted on its base instincts: hunger. It was the worst kind of wolf: dangerous and unpredictable. And it had already killed tonight. Alph knew he couldn't let it harm Maxine, but fighting it would be risky. He was strong, but the Predator was desperate—and desperation made it even more dangerous. "Don't move," Alph whispered to Maxine, his voice barely audible. "No matter what happens, stay behind me." Maxine didn't answer, but Alph could feel her tense, her breath coming in shallow, rapid bursts.

Alexia’s hands trembled when she reached out to my hand, shaking her head at me with her lips quivering in fear. “It’s okay...” she said, her voice dropping into a helpless whisper. Although it was meant to assure me but her words rang in my ears like an appeal, a desperate request for help. “Surrender my mate or this land will turn into ash in just a day,” Alister Kai, the Alpha of the Chasma pack, warned in a low, terrifying voice, which gave me quite a fright but I remained to be in composure like I should. “Alexia Volkov, fated Luna of the Chasma pack, you must accept your fate as I did mine. The rest of your life will be spent on the Chasma and from there, your loyalty and full service