Barbarian Alien Novels & Stories

Your life expectancy should be that of any other human now," she says as the door to the room slides open. I look at the entrance to find another smiling female alien with a now healthy-looking Zuri standing right behind her. "Hello, my name is Baalee. I believe you have met Zuri. We are heading to the meal hall and you should accompany us. Your body just went through a pretty drastic change and it needs sustenance," the new alien says as she looks at me and I nod before focusing on Zuri. "We didn't officially meet, did we?... I'm Jia," I say to Zuri and she smiles. "I'm Zuri," she replies and I nod before slowly sliding myself off the bed.

Norm suddenly remembered the message his scouts had sent when he went to find Chase earlier. "Looking at these corpses, they seem to be from an alien beastman race, the same species as the residents of the Great Wilderness Nation but from different branches," Barry and Eason exchanged words before Eason finally explained. "Beastman race?" Chase asked with confusion. "Yes, and there are also a small number of those from the Zago race mixed in. They're a race with bodies similar to insects. This race has some connection with our Sky Demon race," Eason said after considering his words.

he snarls, just as Galeus begins coughing up blood. “That’s right, buddy, get it out,” Pyralis says. They may be a group of freaks, but the four of them are very tight-knit. I haven’t quite figured out what Iris’ deal is, but she seems closest to Pyralis. Banari helps Truda get to her feet. I fucked her once when we first met them, until I realized that she expects all men to fall at her feet. I don’t fall at anyone’s feet. Banari, however, also has the lion gene, so they two of them are close.

She quickly asked, "What happened?" Barry took a deep breath. "We've been giving wind of a man by the name of Bashir frequently, so we looked into him. He's a formidable enemy who turned his back on the mundane world a long time ago, but he's currently back in action under the Rondoniers’ payroll. He used to be known as the Supreme Battle Warrior, and I heard unlike ordinary humans, he's learned the immortal arts." Mya was taken aback when she heard this and turned toward Adrian. "Do you remember that black metal we found at St. Elmer's Church? You mentioned there may have been immortals once upon a time. They possess formidable powers, don’t they?"

An alpha’s aura can make you weak, but I only released aura enough to still allow Syria to speak, making me feel like such an asshole for an alpha. “Forgive me,” I said, looking into her eyes as I asked her forgiveness with utmost sincerity. Brock grumbled but brought down his guard, thankfully, and I sighed. “I need your help, please,” I said in a gentle voice. “Go ahead, love, tell us everything,” Brock finally spoke, urging his mate to speak up and tell the truth. Syria looked at Brock and then at me. She inhaled a deep breath then spoke. “When he chose me to become bait to lure out the hybrid queen from the prophecy, I said no, so he threatened me he would kill them within one week,” she

He didn’t waste time thinking about it; instead, he just rushed to the location as quickly as he could. Shortly after that, he found three figures being besieged by a massive number of skeleton soldiers. Those skeleton soldiers appeared to be older than the Tsarist soldiers Tyr had previously encountered. They held cold weapons in their hands, and their strength was clearly superior to the Tsarist soldiers Tyr had met. Tyr knew the trio who got attacked. There was the Sword Titan, Banjee from Moloch Club, and an extremely burly strong man. This man was Barbarian King, who also belonged to Moloch’s alliance.

They patrol and guard the pack lands and are expected to continue until they're either too old or injured irreparably and then they're allowed to take on other roles, like Mr Lars, who lost both his legs in the attack that killed Alpha Eligor's mother a few years before I was born. I can't wait to graduate and get out of here, that's if I can think of a good enough reason to take to Alpha Eligor. I need to convince him to give his permission for me to leave. I could run away without it, but I'd be cast out as a rogue, forbidden to come back and even though our views differ drastically, I love my family and I'd still like to visit them, even if I don't want to live here. 'Do you need somethin

Unable to move, I could only try and breathe and wait for whoever had thrown the bomb to appear. Despite not pressing the button, the door opened and revealed my intruder. The muscular form of a Frentin male. If I'd been able to move my mouth would have fallen open for yet another time. Frentin males were some of the most attractive aliens that our race had encountered. They were similar enough to humans that some had even crossbred with them, but they were far stronger than humans and they knew it. I was in trouble. Big trouble. "Ahhh, you must be Jet," he said as he came closer, his violet eyes looking over me. "Ross said you'd be the next pilot to come out here."

… The night was already deep when the crown prince and his army reached Dacria's mighty fortress. Shocked and overwhelmed, the Dacrian soldiers' morale began to drop just by the sight of their enemies. None of them expected that the crown prince would come at them at full force. He did not just bring with him the mighty imperial army but also three out of the five fearsome half-blood Aliens.

"Well, what is this then? We're seeing what our fears are. Either this mall is cursed or someone cursed it while you were complaining about how the washroom smells like." "Oh, please! The washroom did smell bad. You just puked, it won't smell like lavender." "It was bearable!" She retaliated. "Shut up! Both of you!!" Ivan shouted at us, groaning and grumbling curses at us under his breath. "Wait, so what are you both seeing then if it's not the clothing eating monsters?" I asked, slowly stepping back along with them as the army marched at us. "Turkey Chicken people," Clara replied.