Alien Xenomorph Books Novels & Stories

FINAL DAY OF THE AWAKENING Chaos’s P.O.V I was awoken by the beating of drums and the echoes of a chant you rarely heard even back in our home realm. A chant that was as old as time itself. I turned to find Xavier leaning against the headboard with his eyes squeezed shut.

Pissed at myself for pushing away the one thing in my life that I loved more than my need for retribution against Ricci. *************************** AUTHOR NOTE: Sorry for delays with updates! I promise they will be coming in more consistent. phantom is almost over. Book 2 in the Elite series will be shortly following. If you like the story please rate, comment, and review! Thank you !

She asked me again. I nodded. " She just got in before you" she said and I quickly say thank you to her. I quickly roamed my eyes to find her. I went to the science bookshelf because I know she loved evolution. I'm now in the origins section and while looking at her, I accidentally hold someone's hands and she was surprised. Of course, I was shocked too because we get the same book. It's about Origins of Werewolves and Human. " Mr.Reid?! Are you following me?" She furiously asked me.

Her hands tightened on the book as she held it up to her chest, tightly. Her legs shook slightly as she made her towards the chair. The scent of tobacco and rain filled her nostrils, registering a name at the back of her head. Xandros. She gulped. In all of her lives both in her imagination and reality, never had she expected to see Xandros sleeping. In a library of all places. A book was opened before him and she could see the title atop on of the pages. Tales of the dark. It was a book for Lycans. She could make that out, not that she would understand a shit about it. What she knew about them were the stories told. Nothing more.

Even Logan decided to make them a drink because he couldn't stand the drowsiness that assaulted him. “Thanks for the drink!” Alice looked at Logan who only the man nodded. They refocused on reading the books until "I got them!" Xander exclaimed when he finished reading the thick book with a blood-red cover. After Xander had finished the 2 thick books, his attention had been turned to the book with a blood-red cover with black and white wing crests in front of it. He had noticed that Alice and Logan had been ignoring the book all along. Even at first, the book was in the earliest order, but no one wanted to read it. He also wanted to ignore the book and wanted to have a book with a green cove

Ruth ended the call and left Alex and Lee with an astounded expression. “Oh God.” Their minds were about to melt down. Werewolves, vampires, witches—were all real. Alex was reminded of a book he read at Books and Artifact where he works. “Lee, I found a book at Books and Artifact that was about supernatural creatures. I think the name of the book was, um, Wars, Wood Battles, um, I can’t remember.” “You mean The Wood War by Kayla Nicky Chadson?” Ha! The boy jolted in shock as he heard the voice of Abigail behind them. They stared at each other, confused about what to say.

It was a dreadful smell as if it was like a human corpse. She covered her mouth while tracing the place where the smell comes. She landed her feet in the storage room. She walked in near the door and the dead smell became stronger. There are flies everywhere inside the room when she opened it. The storage room was so messy that seemed like somebody just fought here and they dragged all the books and throw them on the floor. She keeps on searching until she stops at the folder part cabinet. " What is this? she said while touching the crumpled folder that full of dried blood.

I'm alone with more knowledge than I ever dreamed of having and for the first time since arriving at Nightfall Keep, I can breathe. I spend hours exploring, running my fingers along leather spines and pulling down volumes at random. There are histories of the Lycan territories, texts on magic theory, and bestiaries describing creatures I didn't know existed. On the second floor, tucked in a corner behind several other books, I find something that makes me freeze. A small leather-bound volume with no title on the spine, but when I pull it out, the cover reads in silver ink: "The Celestial Wolves: Last of the Moon Goddess's Children."

Azrael. Towering. Horned. Skin like polished obsidian that seemed to absorb the light. His eyes glowed molten gold as they locked onto me. Muscles rippled across his massive chest and arms. And between his powerful thighs hung the most terrifying, beautiful cock I had ever seen. Thick as my wrist, ridged, already leaking glowing precum that smelled like sin and dark honey. My mouth went dry. My pussy clenched hard. “What have we here?” His voice rolled like thunder wrapped in silky velvet. “A little mortal witch playing with forces she cannot control.”

As he lifted it out, dust scattered into the air, nearly choking the both of us. “What's that Austin?” I struggled to speak, coughing out loudly. Austin walked towards the desk with the book in his hands. “The mega-ancient book," he said and dropped it on the desk. I stared at the long-aged book with thorn edges and thorn backs. I watched Austin as he opened the book, flipping through the pages that stuck together. He tried to separate one page from another, each page revealing the ancient diagrams of the extinct wolves. “Why do you need them, Austin?. All wolves there are extinct and long gone.” I queried.