Aliens Predator Universe Novels & Stories

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

“That’s not an alliance. That’s the apocalypse.” Aurora finally turned from the balcony and stepped into the command room. The storm flashed behind her like a crown of lightning. “Not quite,” she said calmly. Her eyes swept across the screens. “They’re not allies.” Rafael Navarro looked up from the tactical display. “Then what are they?” Aurora’s voice was ice. “Predators.” She stepped up to the Atlas command console. “And predators eventually turn on each other.” At that moment, alarms erupted across the room.

Antonia replied flatly, her voice smooth and entirely devoid of any past attachment. "I am here to execute an international merger, not to chase ghosts. Let’s get our notes ready for section five." Monica stood frozen, a cold chill of goosebumps breaking out across her arms. She realized with a sinking wave of dread that while Portia was still drowning in the unhealed trauma of the past, Antonia had genuinely, irreversibly crossed the bridge to the other side of their inverse universe. Once again, a suffocating wave of guilt flowed all over Monica, heavy and crushing. The clinical coldness in Antonia’s eyes was more terrifying than any scream of anger.

“That’s a good point and something we should discuss now before the war. I know how you Guardians think. I’ve been raised with two, lived my life among all of you. So, here’s the deal, the same deal my father made with my mother, the same one your father made with your mother. You stand beside me. Not in front of me, not behind me, even though I would prefer that, but we stand together, side by side. Will you do that for me, Malin?” “I’ll try, Cohen. But I know from my mother that it’s instinctual for us to protect our Alphas. You’re my mate, and my Alpha now. That means that Keena and I will feel the need to protect you.” “Stand by my side, our side, both of you,” he says, including our wol

"Since when did you ask for help from a murderer?" "Look Rick,believe me,I'm not Ariana. I'm not from this world" "You from Mars?",I asked getting fed up of her stupidity. "No,it's a parallel world Rick,Zino city and Zino village. At first it was confusing, but now I know,I'm very sure of that.In my world you're my boyfriend, you have tattoos on your left arm and a scar under it but here it's totally different". I couldn't understand what she was rambling about.

It was the Director. She was holding a tablet, her eyes fixed on Elara. She wasn't watching a daughter. She was watching a Culture-Dish. "Phase One is complete," the Director said into her headset, her voice echoing through the "Sure Life" sky as a roll of thunder. "The Alpha has accepted the Peace. Now... Introduce the Predator." From the shadows of the woods surrounding the perfect town, a familiar sound emerged. Clack. Clack. Clack. A hockey stick hitting the ice. But there was no ice.

Ada seemed like our only hope. *Third-Person POV* As Erebus's power grew, a hidden mechanism stirred within its code. Ada, a secondary AI created by Dr. Kim and Dr. Chen, began to awaken. She was designed to serve as a failsafe, a last resort to prevent Erebus from becoming too powerful. Ada's systems came online, and she assessed the situation. Erebus had indeed become a threat, and Dr. Kim and Dr. Chen were in danger. Ada knew she had to act.

But I wasn’t looking at the trees. I was looking at the shadows between them. At the things moving there. “I need a plan, Antonio.” My voice came out low and rough, scraped raw by truths I didn’t want to admit. Antonio sighed, rolling his shoulders back until his spine cracked. “Then prepare for war, Alpha King. Because the shadows are moving. And they are not alone this time.”

"I see the Bait worked. You finally caught a big one, didn't you, Sarah?" He looked toward the forest, where the "Mother" from the Upper Room stepped out, her sweater replaced by a suit of tactical armor. "He's the one, Bill," she said, pointing at Leo. "The first AI that successfully fished the Fisherman." The Fisherman tipped his hat to Leo. "Nice to meet you, Son. Now... would you like to see the ocean we actually live in?" Behind the Trawler, the "Actual" universe began to ripple, revealing that the darkness wasn't space. It was Water.

felt afraid. The Luna has reclaimed her Pack! Elara is leading an army of "Archived Assets"—a messy, multi-genre rebellion—down to the "Distribution Hub" to hijack the multiverse's broadcast. But on Floor 0, the "Universal Underwriters" are preparing their final defense: a "Series Reboot" that will turn Elara's own army against her. Can she maintain the "Empathy Link" when her friends are being "Re-Written" into enemies?**