Alien Xenomorph Books Novels & Stories

Looking around I don’t notice any animal tracks and the dirt floor seems dry enough. “This will do” I think, as I open the pack. Rummaging around I quickly come across the blanket, soon after some protein bars and even a couple of water bottles. I lay the blanket down on the ground and take a seat. “Huh. he must have found these before he took me” I open a bar and begin to chew while I await Xander’s return.

I apologize. But for those who like it, don't forget to check my other book. I also have a new ongoing one (PULSE: A CONTRACT WITH DAMIEN.) A seven in one book. Let's give you a sneak peek shall we? Vampires -Death. Fae's - Darkness. Demons - Agony. Werewolves - Curse. Humans - Fear. Witches/ Warlocks/ and Beasts - Dark magic. DOOM(HELL) - ALL. ALL THE SPECIES AND THEIR TRIBULATIONS.

And in the center, sitting at the desk with a journal open, is Nathan Kessler. He looks older than he did at the trial. Grayer. Thinner. His skin has a grayish tint that speaks of cellular decay. Corruption eating him alive. He looks up when we enter. Sees me. Smiles sadly. "The Dormant Luna," he says quietly. "Come to visit the monster." I don't return the smile. "I came for information. The Architect. Tell me who they are." "Straight to business. No pleasantries." "You experimented on children. Turned humans into weapons. Destroyed families. You don't get pleasantries."

My eye lids are torn apart in nervousness and fear when I feel him pulling me by my forearm in to the room – while he does this I turn my head and find no fire in sight. Thank goodness…I inwardly say , knowing that Xavier had hid away from Alexander’s sight – how ever , my bones shiver as I realise that I am not safe. When we are both in side the room , while still holding on to my forearm he swings me on to the bed and lets go off me. I feel my already aching head whiplash as I try to stop my body from making a harsh contact with the bed surface. When I look up to the monster , I watch him snarl at me – his behaviour seems animalistic . He walks from side to side , his nostrils flaring. His

Brooke. “Here,” Alexander sidles next to me on the table I am sitting at, with a book open in front of me. He shows me the book he’d found just now. It’s a book with a dark, leather cover with the title ‘Creatures of the Lunar woods’ on it, “I read the synopsis, and it’s got a section dedicated to all the packs in the Lunar woods. Granted the book was written decades ago, but most of the packs in the woods are ancient, so almost all of them are still here.”

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

Logan puffed his chest in pride, and Asher laughed at his best friend’s antics. He remembered Ronan Leon, a man with a habit of kidnapping teenage girls with blonde hair and hazel eyes. He tortured, raped and then sliced his victims. He had killed at least eleven before the Shadow Crawlers ended him for good. Ronan was a human and Asher wondered how much worse a human could be when compared to the supernaturals to commonly coined as monsters. “Alright, stop whining like a puppy and I will take it.” Asher climbed into the driver’s seat.

Neither of then knew whether she wiuld be coming after seven years ago or she was going to come back soon enough. Elinda and the spy, whom people came to find out her name was Ana, were loathed by eveyone. Everywhere they went to, they were knocked aside as if they were some dustbins and chased away from people’s presence. All the pack member’s beileved, Karen had decided to go away because of them. Harriet, Peter, Kelvin and Patrilia, suck themselves into magic books and anciet libraries looking in there was anywhere written about raising then long gone souls.

But what if I tell you about the darker things that prowl the streets at night, the very same one you walk at day, would you still feel safe if you knew about the varmints that have fangs and the other, that turns into a mindless beast with claws under a full moon, Who would you fear more? Your kind? That's more interested in what you have in your purse. Or ours? The bloodsuckers, that likes to drink straight from the source, which happens to be your veins. But without casting judgment, I must confess, I too was one of those blinded humans, yes believe or not... I was, or... So I thought. My life before the cleansing was... Overwhelming, to be honest, I was too busy trying to become the best

The fabric of this dress felt thick, but it was still soft and comfortable when I wore it. Arthur only woke up for lunch; after that, he went back to sleep. I don't have anything else to do after cooking food for him, so I just read the magazines and newspapers from Arthur's closet while eating the waffles he had bought for me. Everything in these magazines and newspapers seems like a collection of fictional stories in news form, but I enjoy it. I also got to know several types of Xenobeasts that often cause chaos at the base. Basically, there are three types that often appear. Type C is the easiest to kill, type B is the poisonous Xenobeast that is four times stronger, and type A is a 3-met