Alien Yautja Novels & Stories

The strange sense, perhaps, that part of him had been moving toward me as though toward an answer and a danger at once. I wished suddenly, fiercely, that he would stop looking at me like that. Then wished with equal force that he would not. Jennifer made a small sound somewhere behind me, almost a laugh but too shocked to complete the journey. “So let me get this straight,” she said. “You’re basically telling us Ayla is a biological urban legend.” No one in Greyfen seemed particularly pleased by the phrasing, which only made it more Jennifer. The Alpha answered her anyway. “A living remnant,” he said. “Not legend. That is what unsettles you all.”

“But Ryan has some words for you after that stunt. You’ll be happier with the order he gives than with what you almost did but I warn he is scared.” Lyra, returning to her smaller husky size, had me look at her, pressed at my calves and chirped in that programmatic, affectionate way. “Pick me up, please?” I lifted her, startled at how small and trusting she seemed. Alek shifted back into wolf while I held Lyra; the sight of him — huge and black, red electric lines glittering on his cyborg parts — was terrifying and beautiful in equal measure. He’d been a force of destruction a minute ago; now he was composed, all lethal calm.

Although Stella rolled her eyes at him, her expression gave away that she was in love since the two were actually dating. This was Yohan Jacobson, nicknamed Butcher in the Flying Eagles. He was second to Jade in matters of power as if he were a strong meat grinder. Martiny shook her head. “This probably wasn’t the work of the Japanese. They wouldn’t be able to breed these in the first place. With all the demonic Chi in there, I still think it’s the work of the Blood Cult.” “These are Forerunners!” Alex suddenly spoke in a serious tone. Everyone looked at him as Bunty exclaimed, “You know what these are, Alex?”

After receiving an attack from Ullric, Lulla could no longer resist the comfortable feeling of the electric current that crawled through her body relentlessly. Alphas were known to have high endurance, so getting them out was a bit difficult. Lulla did not know how much her body was swaying in pleasure. However, in one moment, Ullric suddenly gripped her waist tightly and forced his organ to go deeper. Lulla felt the organ suddenly enlarge inside her body. And, not long after, an explosion of a hot liquid filled Lulla's body until the girl trembled all over. "Uhn ...."

I tell Abby, “I know you couldn't have known about this. I promise, I will not let her do an ultrasound in front of me. I want the first time we see our pup to be together. Goddess, baby, you have to stay with me. I can't make it through this life without you." Then I hear Zolten, "Yara just talked to me!" I asked, "Well? What did she say?" Zolten rolls his eyes, "So now you want to hear from me?" I growl, "If you don't spill now, I won't shift for a month." Zolten yells, "Fine, she said the Moon Goddess told her that she would live through this. She understands if you have to fight. She said to make sure we win this war. We cannot live in a world where vampires take over". I tell Abby, "Don

Sweta didn't understand what Aayan was saying. Sweta, "What are you saying? Aditya knows what?" Aayan, "I'm not a human. I'm a werewolf. My mom, my biological mom, Anjali, was a werewolf. A few years ago, I got my powers. Dad knew what I was but asked me to hide the truth from you and Aditya." Aditya, "A lady named Natasha kidnapped me today. Brother and his friend Maya saved me." Yash "Natasha, the hybrid?"

Fear gripped her heart as she contemplated the sheer force of the Alpha rogue. Yael's lips curled into a wicked grin, the kind that could send shivers down one's spine. The eerie grins sink their teeth into the flesh, leaving a haunting impression. Ackerly's hair stood on end as he sensed the powerful aura emanating from Yael. The Alpha Rogue exudes an even more formidable aura. Perhaps it was due to the numerous close brushes with death he had encountered. "As you please, Yael." Krisanta nonchalantly shrugged, her gaze piercing the Luna's, before gracefully stepping aside, allowing Yael to take the lead and do as he pleased. Yael approached Ackerly and licked his neck.

Its eyes burned red, locked on Aliyah. Still, she didn’t flinch. The beast dived, slicing through the air. Aliyah rolled away, shifting into her Lycan form mid-motion. Her eyes glowed, claws out. She leapt and met the Dreadtalon head-on, slashing across its side. Feathers flew, but the wound was shallow. The Dreadtalon let out a thunderous screech. A wave of sound blasted from its beak, knocking Aliyah off her feet. She hit the ground hard, but pushed herself up, shaking off the pain.

She was gripping a silver blade so tightly her knuckles were white, the metal gleaming dangerously in the light. Without a moment of hesitation, Sylvara launched herself off the roof, cutting through the night air like a hawk. She landed with a heavy thud directly in front of Zayla, but Zayla didn’t even flinch. As Sylvara looked closer, she realized Zayla’s eyes were completely black, no iris, no white, just a terrifying void.

Damascus shifted protectively beside Amara, “Who are you?” The woman didn’t look away from Amara. “I was once called Aiyana. Alpha of Alphas. The First Gold Wolf. And the reason they buried the truth beneath ash and silence.” Amara’s breath caught, “You are real.” “I am real,” Aiyana said, stepping from the crystal as if gravity didn’t apply to her. Her feet didn’t make a sound. Her body glowed with quiet power, “And so are you, child of my blood. You are not a shadow of me. You are the return of what was lost.”