Alien Yautja Novels & Stories

For the first time they locked eyes and she could see the earth and sky open in the sea of blue. She felt a gust of wind and Drake had A.J. over the ledge. The little boy was dangling fearful for his life. “You can’t save them both.” Drake snarled and let go. She had never felt the feeling of flying, but she knew the feeling of falling all to well. Within a second she had thrown herself after A.J. His little body letting out a scream that she will forever hear in her nightmares. If she were to survive. Let’s face it Alyssa. Neither you or him will survive this. At least it will be over and the world will survive because you are no longer the key to destruction.

Comes a voice from inside one of the cubicles. "Right, I'd keep it quiet. I mean, I'd tell you guys, obvs, but no one else." Says another. "So it could be literally anyone, like, who is going to say no to Abaddon? Even if he wasn't the Alpha's son he's still hot as hell." The first girl waves her hands in front of her face and Dina keeps me firmly in place, listening in when Ana tries to pull me back outside. "You wouldn't say no to the Alpha either." One girl cackles, nudging her friend. "You're gagging for his wrinkly old cock."

It was a night that began like so many others, with Avla preparing dinner, her hands moving deftly, her mind lost in thought, her heart heavy with longing. But then, without warning, the silence was shattered, a venomous whisper slicing through the stillness, a hateful sneer that sent chills down her spine, that made her blood run cold. "I see the way the Alpha looks at you," Yorgan sneered, his voice dripping with malice, his eyes narrowed and watchful, his face twisted with contempt. "Don't think you're anything special, girl. You're nothing. Just like your mother."

The oddest figure she had ever seen caused her to stop moving. Izabella appeared startled and focused her attention on the stranger—a masculine humanoid-like creature with green skin and protruding fangs that resembled those of a big werewolf—who stood at least six feet tall and had flashing predator's eyes. The body of the alien is covered in pure muscle. He may have noticed Izabella watching him and turned to see where she was. She caught her breath after their extended gaze matched. His eyes were so golden that she was overcome with exhaustion. The extraterrestrial figure was positioned near the tree's corner. He was looking at her while observing the surroundings around the pool.

Hycinth didn’t give Yuri a chance to touch him but he ran circles around the Beta while ripping his fur and skin apart. The Hycinth I knew would always avoid a fight, but not this one. His claws and fangs went to work on Yuri and by the time he was done, the Beta was a heap of mangled bones. “Are you ok?” He asked as he came to me. He was covered in Yuri’s blood and a piece of the Beta’s flesh dangled from the side of his muzzle. “I’ll be fine in a few hours,” I replied. “I heal quickly.” “I’m glad to hear that,” he said. “I’m Hycinth. Alpha of the Gypsy Pack.”

“Do you know who we’re talking about?” “I have an idea. My sister keeps getting called by that name,” Zen informed. Yael was confused. “Why would they call the Lycan by that name?” “She’s a hybrid. She’s Lycan because of the soul that possesses her, and she’s half vampire, and half werewolf,” he clarified. His words had Willa and Yael baffled. “Who has called her Yahaira?” “Queen Hyacinth for one,” Zen responded. Yael couldn’t believe it. “My sister called yours Yahaira? Did she say anything else?”

The mist from the amethyst formed a protective circle around me – I was electric panic, reaching for my sword, but I could not see through the amethyst as suddenly, it took the shape of a woman – A Valkyrie. "Don't let your foul hands sully my girlfriend!" came a familiar voice, as close as my own heart, as Yolanda, somehow from the grave of death, had risen. She was seven feet tall, with wings and a horned helmet and battle dress, spear on her hands as she stabbed Eleleth through the heart. "For the honor of Freida!" Yolanda – was I mad? – cried, rending Eleleth open to bleed albino butterflies. He smelled of mold and mildew.

I could see the rage in his eyes as his fingers tightened around her neck. The maid clawed desperately at his arm as her tears continuously droped. “I would grant you your wish after you answer me… WHO THE FUCK SENT YOU, YOU BITCH?” The room shook with the force of his voice soaked with his alpha aura. The woman choked…coughed… sobbed but he didn't let her go… His hold was tight enough to bring her to her knees in front of death but not enough to kill her. She finally broke… her eyes reflected the other ffevt of Dante's childhood…terror mixed with the feeling of defeat.

Yorick said in an anxious voice. Sia ignored his advice and tapped the ‘Free’ icon. Jay and Yorick held their breath as the cell door swung open. The alien slowly stepped out into the light. Though he had a striking resemblance to Ron, he looked quite different in many aspects. His hair was matted with dirt and his soiled clothes were crumpled like an old piece of paper. The greatest thing that made him look different were his eyes. His eyes looked like a lump of flesh as if someone had sealed his eyelids together. It was horrifying. But, this didn’t deter Sia from moving closer to him.

she said. Eluvene gave Galian a black box. He opened it, lifted a little black worm, and put it on Ayla’s neck. Ayla felt the worm digging its way into her body. Each movement of the Soul Eater made Ayla feel immense pain, but she didn’t make any sound. Not even when the worm entered her body, and she could feel it tear her soul apart, piece by piece. “I wonder how many of these little creatures will take to break you? Do you know how many I have in this box?” Ayla said nothing. “Five! And today, I will use all of them on you!”