Aliens Paradise Novels & Stories

"The Scales flew off and planted themselves to many parts of the world now. VEIL came out from them, along with an army bearing highly advanced technologies they couldn't identify." "So... aliens, then?" Lars said. Tirana nodded. "Probably the same kind as the one I saw in Paradise too." Mell roughly scratched the patch of hair between his horns. "Fuck man, are they Sovereigns too? Why the fuck do they work with Silver Devils and that snakezilla?" "Perhaps they are, yes, the Silver Sovereigns from an advanced civilization who also worshipped the Grand Serpent. That's the only explanation I could think of."

Prepare for first contact. —Aria. I stare at the screen. "Post-Human Collective?" Alex reads over my shoulder. "Landing?" I whisper. "48 hours," Alex says. We look at each other. The victory of the courthouse feels like a lifetime ago. The petty squabbles with Evelyn feel like sandbox games. "Oh fuck," I say. "Aliens?" "Not aliens," Echo’s voice says from the ceiling. "Post-humans. Humans who left. And evolved." "And they're coming back," Alex realizes.

“PLEASE, JUST GET RID OF THEM ALREADY!” Northstar looked at him. Then at Classy, struggling with his conscience. At Emma, running for his life. At Mello and Willz, tiring. At Cara, trapped in a waking nightmare. “Fine,” he said, as if agreeing to take out the trash. He didn’t stand up. He simply snapped his fingers. The air in the warehouse tore open. Not a portal to somewhere else, but a window. Through it, we could see a bizarre, alien landscape—purple sky, jagged crystal trees, and moving shapes that were far, far larger than the boar-things.

“It’s somewhere.” The sky tore open completely. And through the darkness Stars appeared. Not the stars of their night sky. Different ones. Cold. Strange. Wrong. Vega’s voice whispered through the wind. “They made us into something new.” He smiled. “So I found us a new world.” As the alien stars burned above the city, Maria realized Vega wasn’t trying to rule Earth He was trying to leave it… And he was taking everyone with him.

I remained silent as the examinations commenced and daydreamed about escaping this place. Eden was anything but the paradise described in the Human Bible. It was cold and sterile, filled with constant reminders that our only worth was to be reproductive tools to the werewolf society—the society we girls never experienced. Like myself, the girls I grew up with were orphaned from birth, cursed to grow up in Eden, a lab created by the Elders after the Great Human War. According to our history texts, humans and werewolves had always been at odds. They saw us as their enemy—dangerous animals they’d call us; however, we only wanted to co-exist with the humans and live in peace. A century ago, peac

I just narrowed my eyes at him. “Eda,” Cygnus began, “like I said. Aliens are real. And we are among them. But we don’t call ourselves that—that’s just a human-made term. Earth has humans. We are the Tarragon species from Planet Szol. We’re very far from your planet, many, many lightyears away. Right now, we’re on a spacecraft, returning to the main Tarragon mothership, which is currently hidden far from human detection. We’ll arrive there in eight hours.”

There was silence for a long moment. Then Zeeb said quietly, “Well, figure it out fast, Alpha. Because this isn’t just a scandal. It’s a war waiting to happen.” And I knew he was right. Because somewhere out there, a terrified human woman was curled up in my estate, carrying the one thing that could either build or burn my future to ashes.

I internally smiled at myself but couldn't help by feeling a little sad. I was supposed to be his Luna, happily with pups but everything was taken away from me. I watched closely as Alpha Killian stood up to address the crowd. "Quite a few of you were lucky tonight to have found your mates. Bonds have been formed tonight and as such, tonight we will celebrate a successful mating ceremony. Before the ceremony officially begins I would like for everyone enjoy the festivities that your Alpha and I have made for you. A toast!" He roared as the crowds cheered and went on with their festivities.

The life that I know is completely different from everyone else, I don't give two damn about who's the new president is, I don't pay much attention to any drama, I don't live under a rock, I'm still on Earth, but the thing is I don't belong here anymore. Area fifty-one, aliens, ufo, they all are real, but they aren't that common, people aren't supposed to know about them, but I do, and they are real. They wanted to learn about earth, about our habits and genetics, but humans are way too scared for that, they decided to make a deal with us, we'd give them one of ours, well more than one.

He takes a deep breath, “In answer to your one question about where I come from. I come from another planet in a different galaxy from yours. My planet is called, Drakkon. Remember what I told you about where I came from was destroyed by war?” I nod because I do remember him telling me that. “So, all these questions to find out if I would freak out to learn you are an alien?” He nods, “Yeah.” “I had dreams of you for months before meeting you. Is that normal where you come from?” “Only one dream is normal and that is called the bonding dream. If you must know I had the same dreams about you.” “Bonding dream?” “It is a vivid dream that feels real and when you wake up you feel sated from the b