Alien Xenomorph Books Novels & Stories

“Are you guys ready to finally do as we were formed to do?” My eyes glared at Callighan as he lifted his head up to the sky. Once that loud howl came from him, we all prepared ourselves as the wolves charged at us altogether. All we could do was fight to our hearts desire. One charged at me and right when I thought life was over for me, the gunshots came right after him. Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! However, those shots were not enough… -To Be Continued- The End of Book 2

I had to keep studying—this was the only way I could avoid his gaze and his presence. After a few more pages, my eyes drifted to the large bookshelf along the living room wall. It was filled with thick volumes, most in Latin or old English. Slowly, I stood and approached it. My fingers brushed over a spine, trying to read the titles. Anatomi Licanthropica, Genealogy of Packs, Mutatio Lupus. I pulled one out, nearly choking when I saw its contents—pages full of strange illustrations: skeletal figures half-transformed into wolves, notes on dual circulatory systems, and countless terms unfamiliar to me.

She had no idea where he was going with this, but if it made him feel better to continue down this path, then so be it. “A mutant is a human with altered genetics.” “Is a zombie a human?” “Hell, no. It just looks like one, but all of humanity is gone from it.” “What color do humans bleed?” “Red,” she said with raised brow as she looked over to where the zombie lay. “That’s purple blood coming out of that corpse, is it not?” “You’ve made your point,” Olga snapped. Rex looked at his friend long and hard. “I’ve never killed a human. Mutant or otherwise. Don’t ever accuse me of it again.”

I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s

They can feel it too, the weight of this place, the power that radiates from every surface, the history that saturates the air. "This is it," Julian whispers. "The Phoenix Files." I reach the pedestal, I look down at the book, I hesitate. "What if it's not what we think it is?" I ask. "Then we'll deal with it," Damon says, beside me. "Together." I nod, I take a breath, I reach out. And I open the book. --- The first page is a title. The Phoenix Files: A Record of the Veil, the Receptors, and the End of All Things.

Emma later went upstairs to her brother's room. James' room was filled with things that he had insisted on carrying from Mina's place. He adores his things and wishes to take them with him wherever he goes. Emma faked a gasp seeing the room. On the bed, the blankets were covered by plushies and coloring books while color packs were laid on the nightstand unevenly. Mina had spoiled him a lot. Emma began to organize her brother's belongings. She placed the plushies on the bed, and neatly stacked the coloring books and packs on the nightstand. When she finished, she stood back and felt a warm wave of nostalgia wash over her.

“Well, I was told you had been fascinated by the ocean and the sea life, so I thought I’d give you a taste of that. This is called an aquarium, a place where you can see aquatic animals. I take it you have never been to one?” He had really done his research on me. This was not something many knew about. He was right. I had never been to a place like this. I tended to keep away from public places where humans and non-vampires frequented. I felt like that was such a human thing to admire the beauty of the underwater life, somewhere I would never be a part of. But even still, I had always found it fascinating. It was one of the few memories I had that me and Mother shared. She had gifted me wit

Julie had already gone through a few books that she found in the library, but she could not focus on any of them. Her mind just kept going back to the thoughts about Alex and his childhood. What happened to his mother, the empress? Aliens supposed to live for a long time. So how come she had already… could it be that she was killed?

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Was someone trying to tell me something? I picked up the opened book and studied the page. It was written by a woman in Australia who claimed to have been in contact with a pack of werewolves who’d allowed her to study them. I remembered how a good deal of it had sounded so farfetched that I’d closed the book with disdain. Now, after having dealt with and dissected one of those vile creatures, I re-read the pages with more interest and a far more opened mind. After leaning against my desk and reading a few more pages, I decided to pick up the rest of the mess that was caused by Max and my little sex tryst and then take the book upstairs with me. I was craving a sandwich and a glass of wi