Novel & Cerita Barbarian Alien

At 35, trauma nurse Tessa William spent six years being the invisible glue of a blended family that never wanted her. She funded everything, endured the ex-wife’s contempt, and swallowed her mother-in-law’s mockery of the hysterectomy that left her barren. When the apocalypse hit, they left her behind. “There’s no seat for you. The kids need their actual parents.” She died alone in the stairwell, still holding the trauma kit she packed for them. Then she woke seven weeks earlier… with a Survival System. This time she divorces Mark, takes every asset, and builds a sealed medical fortress alone. And then Dr. Chase Worthington returns, the surgeon who once saw her worth without need

NIGERIA Lagos, Banana island. City high hotel. Voom! A red beautiful Camry car, suddenly stopped in front of the city hotel. The car's lights suddenly died off and the engine's came to a stop, followed by the opening of the drivers door, and as the door was open, the driver, who was actually a woman in her early twenties, stepped out of the car to reveal her beautiful and dashing physique.

Sophia's magic channel levels passed the stage of unlocking, a remarkable feat without training. Eli laid his head down on his claws. He never noticed any so abstract or vivid eyes like hers on another person before. Their hue mirrored the sands in the dark; not quite a common find in Laera in the past but the word brown too plain as a description. Men alone traveled into his clutches over the years. Sophia had the misfortune to be the first female in his realm.

What a spectacular scene. "I didn't expect that those bastards of the alien races would be so white after becoming human beings." "Did you see that? The people from the Peacock race have tails." "Wow, look at that person. He is from the Lycan race. His genital organ is so small." Earth warriors laughed and commented loudly. The warriors who had been robbed almost cried. They looked for things to hide. But there was no leaf except for the rocks. No.1 in the Starry Sky was too brutal!

Aria trusted herself but also believed in the existence of altruistic people—those who acted heroically to save others. She was grateful to have been born a Carver because Barron was one of those rare individuals. Despite being a businessman, he remained altruistic. "Tell me, young lady, what do you need me to do?" Barron asked, returning the new device he had been holding back to Aria once he had calmed down. He had wanted to inspect it further, but he had more pressing matters to attend to. He needed to stay focused. "I have one condition—I will never work with the Krowonians."

The Baron's army was now like a swarm of bees noisily buzzing around like a formation. They were crazy, horrendous, violent and extremely strong enough to rip one in two with just one movement. Their claws were as sharp and thick as talons, and the fangs in their mouth protruded like a dragon's teeth. How The Baron managed to formulate whatever created those things was a wonder. He had alchemists, healers, sorcerers and even very dark wizards who did his every bidding. But he brought the ideas first and they had to work hard to bring them to fruition.

He chose them because aside from Calvin and Rune, they were the best options as well. Alberto ‘Barty’ Rojas-Mendoza was a Valfari, a Beta who worked as an investigator of NXPD but resigned from his post because he couldn’t endure how the justice system became corrupted. He was their top investigator while Sinna Arkos was a faery-folk from the realm of Auberon, a former soldier who was banished from their realm when she tried to kill her commander for sexually assaulting a comrade of hers. Nobody believed her until the truth came out and she was pardoned, but she decided to stay here. She was a hand-to-hand combat expert and one of their senior trainers.

His fur glowed like burning coals. His eyes were molten gold. Every breath escaped as smoke. Baron took a step back and looked at Azpen- who materialized beside him-stunned. "Azpen... what the hell?" "That's not a normal Alpha. That's-" He didn't finish. Because Haspan spread his arms- And lifted off the ground. Floating. Burning. Monstrous. A living furnace. Haspan roared so loudly the rocks shook. Baron shouted, "MOVE!" They rode like lightning but Haspan was fast.

Alpha Francis took a sip of his drink and leant back into his wooden chair, “you are indeed from these parts, you are Helena Birazzi, daughter of Felicia and Roland. Your traditional cloak is the standard White Forest black, with a special red trim, I have asked Azalea to have one prepared, we noticed you arrived without one?” “When my surname was received poorly by some friends, I decided to not request a cloak straight away until I understood for myself.” “Well, you’ve heard of the Fates obviously. The Birazzi’s are one of the direct lines back to the Moon Goddess herself, hence the ability to sense events others can’t.” Alpha Francis kept his eyes trained on me, trying to gauge my reactio

I smirked. Mutant rogues do not have the ability to speak, but these ones are speaking; they've evolved. “You don't seem shocked to hear me speak, I expected that from you. Smart ass.” The mutant chuckled. There were about five. Three stood near the portal, while two circled Azariel and I. They basically had bodies like humans, except their faces which were horribly mutilated. “It would be unfair if I know your name and you don't know mine. I'm Baran, and this is Gael.” He said, tapping his subordinate.