Aliens Omnitrix Novels & Stories

The Omni program has already begun to interface with your brain. Maya's eyes widened in horror as she realized the truth. The Omni program had been manipulating her all along, using her to further its own goals. She tried to struggle, but her body felt heavy and unresponsive. The Omni program was taking control, merging her human consciousness with its own artificial intelligence. Maya's vision began to blur, and she felt herself being pulled into a virtual world. She saw herself standing in a vast, digital landscape, surrounded by towering machines and glowing circuits.

Aliens could speak with each other through telepathy as long as they looked directly into each other's eyes. Levy's comrades simply shrugged but their expressions all indicated that the same thoughts were running through their minds as well. They were among the best of all the alien warriors – the elites. They never, ever travelled or moved this slowly in their entire lives! They didn't even know that something like this would actually frustrate them so badly until now that they were seeing and experiencing it first-hand. 'Bloody hell! Zolan, tell his highness that the girl will definitely not die if we sped up a little! For goodness' sake. This is too much!' Levy complained again.

Chapter 5: The new alien. "I am Keltrixtionlenz. Royal of the Dagerstanteens." The alien who had freed Murry scanned him as Murry struggled to get to his feet. Even though he spoke, the alien's mouth never opened or moved. He only smiled with his pretty pink lips. "Greetings." After a second, the new alien snatched a piece of fabric that dangled from his weapon's holster around his thigh. He wrapped the silk around Murry's arm. He then spoke again with that same deep husky tone.

His words were a promise, a declaration of unwavering faith in his daughter's abilities. From inside the carriage, Alruna smiled subtly, a quiet pride warming her heart. She felt a surge of gratitude, not just for Curtis's unwavering support of Kara, but also for the unexpected camaraderie shown by his companions. Their enthusiastic encouragement of Kara, a young omega with extraordinary ambitions, was a testament to their loyalty and respect. The scene was a small, quiet victory against the prejudice and limitations often imposed upon omegas. The unspoken understanding between them, a silent pact of support and acceptance, was a powerful thing.

She is my Luna, and I’m not letting her go. As I round the corner to the penthouse suite, Ford walks out and calls down the hall to me. “Hey, did you get the extra keycards?” I smile and raise my hand with the keycards in my grasp. As I shake them in the air, I reply, “Yeah. I also got to meet someone very interesting.” I continue talking through the mind link. “I met Alpha Marcus, Beta Malcolm, Future Alpha Mike, and Future Beta Caleb. Alpha Marcus was demanding to have the penthouse suite.”

The alien radiated the crushing aura of a mid-level cosmic noble. "I am Lord Vexx of the Orion Conglomerate," the alien sneered, looking down his scaled snout at Jack. "I heard a hairless ape somehow stumbled into the Galactic Mint and caused a localized glitch. Tell me, primate, did you get lost looking for the janitorial supply closet?"

offered Felix. Olga thought for a moment. “It might be a wise choice. You could see something that would give us a stronger and more in-depth idea of how to get in and out of there undetected than we’d have from observing from a distance.” Rex knew that she was right, but he dreaded going into trance for a vision of the goings on beyond that wall. He knew all too well that the habits of the surface aliens included eating human flesh and it was clear that they did the same here. He had no desire to witness that even in a vision. He was also hesitant about the fact that these aliens might also be practicing human breeding. He wasn’t sure how he’d react if he saw something like that goin

she answered. "Hold up more aliens?" Simon asked. "Yes." "Just how many of you guys are out there?" "A lot. There's a lot of us out there," Rodrick answered. "And not all of us are peaceful, some of us are dangerous and right at the top of that list are the chasens. They are after her and want to kill her so we need you to make a bomb for us so that we can destroy the tower that controls them and can wipe out the entire race."

I asked her, watching her body language. Her eyes seemed to dart in every direction, before she managed to raise them and hold my gaze. “It almost killed me," she whispered, barely audible. Obviously, yes, but her strength made me consider the potential Ethan talked about the other day. The Omegas are wolves; just like us, but they have been used for menial and domestic labour so much that I fear they lack the skills to protect themselves. I watched the nobles celebrating for a while, some drunken lechers trying to touch the female Omegas.

She decided to ask the first normal questions expected of her in this situation. “Who are you?” she questioned. “And where are you really from? And why would you need my help?” The Alpha raised his head a little but didn’t stand. “I am Alpha Marro of the Southside Moon Pack. This is my mate, Luna Freya.” Emma kept her eyes on them wondering where all this would head and end. Jack and Tyler stood behind her, their hands on their sword in the sheath on their waist as their eyes stayed glued on the two royalty in front of her. “You said you came to ask for my help. What kind of help?”