Alien X Predator Novels & Stories

Due to my previous injuries, Alicia let her defenses slip. She looked at me with smug confidence, seemingly convinced I couldn't do anything to her. The moment she let her guard down, I seized the opportunity to cause a disturbance by knocking over a nearby shelf. She was startled by the sudden commotion and slackened her grip on the knife. I rushed forward and pulled the hostage behind me before quickly subduing her. This situation mirrored the time I saved her back then. Alicia didn't think I would suddenly come at her. She struggled with all her might, crying out hysterically, "You lied to me, Peter! If you'd just told me sooner that your grandpa's the commander, I never would've gotten i

They howled and thrashed, but the more they resisted, the tighter the binds pulled, feeding on their energy. Xavier stepped forward, calm, and cruel. “You think you know me? No you don’t, you have never seen anything like me, I am the Alpha of Alphas, the Apex of all Apex predators, I am death, destroyer of worlds, I am the demon wolf.” He howled loudly, the sound, causing an earthquake to erupt from the ground. His eyes narrowed as the chains tightened again—silent proof of who truly ruled the world now. Then the sky began changing its color, it became darker than night, the moon’s light disappearing replaced by something everyone dreaded.

I heard the door slam open and the object of my thoughts came in leaving it open behind him. "Ah, you're finally awake,” he said mockingly, his ruddy face giving me a sinister smile, "Okay, so I can tell you about my plans. In an hour, I will meet your faithful dog. He will give me what I want, I will give him what he wants. I’ll go very far and very fast and thus we will all come out winning, don’t you think?” Faithful dog? Alex. My heart beat wildly. Alex was alive and fighting for me.

We weren't in love. "I have a pest around. He's looking for someone to hunt. Once he sees you, he'll come for you." I chuckled. "What is he? The grim reaper?" "This isn't a joke, Scarlett," his expression was stern as he spoke. "You're the Alpha of this pack," I reminded him. "He's a pest. I can't get rid of him that easily. I can't kill him, neither can I banish him," he confessed. Was there really anyone in the pack strong enough to make Alpha Jax speak that way?

He’s so scary. The only thing I can do is look at my feet as many people begin to gather around us. “No, I knew you were coming and placed her in your way for your entertainment. You can kill her if you want since she’s filthy. Although I recommend having some fun with her first. As you can see, she’s an Omega. All the stories they say about Omegas are true. They are good in bed.” I see something flash through Alpha Rex’s eyes but it’s gone the next second. He scoffs.

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.

The sewer rat takes his old family secrets and exchanges them for the political asylum of a continent-level enemy. "So Julian chose to sell his wolf pride to bring about an economic apocalypse on me," Chloe muttered very, very coldly. Her beautiful face did not convey the slightest panic, but rather the anticipation of a bloodthirsty predator. "Unfortunately... I'm no longer in the Bloodmoon he can trick with crocodile cries." Suddenly, the sound of heavy footsteps came down from the stairs. Alexander stepped in with a black shirt left open at the chest, his hands were combing his messy hair with a murderous aura that was slowly leaking out, suppressing the oxygen in the room. The Alpha King

But Anna is his replica, with the same piercing shade of eyes. “Dad…” I swallow, feeling a pinch in my chest. “I…” “You what? You ruined things, right?” “I was at the pack house yesterday,” I mutter, hating the way he glares at me, like I am worth nothing. Like I can do nothing. “And I found the Alpha of the Blood Ridge Pack.” “Please tell me you put a knife to his gut.” I bite my lips, taking a slow step back. My eyes fall to the ground, just as I shake my head slowly.

Against better judgment, I yelled, "I don't know what the fuck that is, but just so you know, my name isn't mate, dipshit; it's Scarlett." Everything goes silent, and for a moment I hoped my words were enough to scare it off. After a minute or two passed, I lowered my weapon, trying to decide whether or not I should go check what was happening when the door flew open with a loud crash, causing me to stumble back, my breath catching in my throat as I came face-to-face with the beast, which stepped into my room. It's no longer a man but a nightmare made of flesh—fur, fangs, and eyes that burn like molten silver. I couldn't tell if it was the shock or something that occurred after our eyes lock

Claws extended, canines elongated, eyes glowing gold with alpha authority. But he was still recovering, and Dante was an ancient predator at full strength. The fight lasted maybe ten seconds. Dante caught Axel's clawed strike and twisted, using the momentum to spin him around. His other hand came up in a casual backhand that sent my mate flying across the room like a rag doll. Axel hit the concrete wall hard enough to crack it. Blood ran from his mouth as he slumped to the floor, unconscious from the impact. "Pathetic," Dante sneered, not even breathing hard. "The great alpha, reduced to this."