Beautiful Female Alien Fantasy Art Novels & Stories

The alien's soft flesh parted his cheeks, pushing him wider and then finding the sensitive point of entrance into his body. Chasm lifted his head and met Rhylent's steady gaze. "You still trust me?" The alien circled and massaged his hole. "Yes." "I can touch you here?" Rhylent coaxed his back entrance to loosen, and he circled the tight ring of muscles. "Yes." Chasm relaxed back on the silk-covered carton as the Nebos lifted his hips. The alien fabric acted as if they were helping Rhylent have better access to his body. Even leaning backward, Chasm kept his eyes between his legs on Rhylent. He watched every move the alien made. Even doing this, the alien was as graceful as when he was flyin

I ruffled out the hair that covered her face. Her cheeks are rosy, she has beautiful eyelashes, a sharp nose, and red lips. I can't deny that Freeda is a beautiful woman, she is just simple but attractive. The most amazing thing about her is she's strong and independent. I also noticed the scars on her hands, I know that she is having a hard time here at home, she also doesn’t deserve to suffer. The only big problem was that Maximus was holding her so I couldn’t help her.

Her gaze became incredibly serious as she continued whispering to Julie. "It is said that all Alien royal family in the past since the beginning of time has that distinct feature of having raven black hair and their eyes are the colour of the cold grey moon." Said Gina and Julie immediately frown. The emperor, the crown prince and the princess all had a sapphire blue eyes and blond hair. Now that Julie thought about it, she had yet to see a Alien with raven black hair and moon-like grey eyes except Alex. Even within the crowd of Alien who were at the imperial palace, she never saw anyone with black hair except her husband.

But not enough to feel confident they’d survive the encounter. Within the perpetual twilight’s grey hues, several forms materialized from the bushes around the barguest. Two beings glowed with an inner light. Beauty dripped for their every move. Taller than a human, these creatures would dwarf any shifter. These must be Shining Ones. Now Yolanda understood why they’re believed to be aliens or extra dimensional creatures. There was nothing natural about their beauty. No one could mistake them for humans. Seeing these creatures and what they’re capable of. Yolanda couldn’t accept them in the same realm as Ian. Her mate wouldn’t be a toy for these creatures. She felt a rush of protectiveness th

75) POWER LEVEL: 810,000,000,000 WIELDER TYPE: Body Wielder SPECIALTY: Strength; Stamina; Durability GLOWS: Strength Boost; Rage Fuel BREATH: Body Armor; Mighty Stomp “This is why I detest members of the giant race. You people are nothing but fools.” There was a healthy mix of male and female in this group, for the speaker was yet another woman. This woman had very pale skin. Her skin was so pale one would have thought that she was on her last breath. She wore a long robe that covered her entire frame. She was very skinny, and her eyes looked dead. Yet even in such a state she was still beautiful. For she had facial features akin to that of a goddess of beauty. And her nonchalance was like a

she lied, pulling down her T-shirt, an alien red color invading her cheeks. She frantically tried to cover up her thighs, but they were on full display. Every now and then, I got a peek at her bright red pants when I intentionally pulled up the T-shirt a little. I really, really wanted to push aside her pants and... "Dylan, my arms are up here." Alena interrupted my thoughts. I moved my eyes back to her gorgeous pair of ocean eyes. I loved how I could read her like a book. My favorite book. She was struggling to keep her hormones intact. Her eyes had changed from their normal softness. With every touch, they appeared to change their shade in response to the magical touch I was giving her bod

As Lilith and Andreas navigate their intertwined fates, they discover that true strength lies not in physical power but in the unwavering belief in one another and the courage to face the shadows that threaten to consume them. This book is a must-read for anyone who has ever dreamed of exploring the stars and discovering new worlds. It is a testament to the power of imagination and the enduring bonds of friendship and love. As you journey through the pages of _My Alien Prince Charming_, you will be transported to a world of wonder and magic, where the boundaries of reality are tested, and the strength of belief can reshape worlds. ~Author’s note~ Hey lovely readers, you have finally come to

When they arrived at the forest, they approached the great mansion, the bar was at the back, the 4 warrior wolves were guarding the great door, and Brenda was made on a rock, which illuminated the light of the moon that was half full, inexplicably began to create with her hands some disturbing figures, which had forms of naked women, some completely different from humans, were voluminous women, with exaggeratedly large breasts, small waists and prominent hips, but had no feet, at the end of their bodies, their figures vanished. Of course, the wolves immediately surrendered to those magical and enigmatic images, thinking that they were real goddesses, Lea had already become a butterfly, and h

Rebi said someone would come to check on me and make sure I have everything I need, I sigh, turning away from the bath. Twenty minutes later the door opens, and a young alien girl walks in, shes tiny compared to the men on this planet her skin is more of an auburn colour than red, and she has two little horn on her head, her eyes are a beautiful green clour, and for some reason, I know this girl won't hurt me. She does not look at me, as I say. “Hello” She still doesn't speak as she places some clothes down on the bed before she walks into the bathroom, turning on the baths taps.

Kael Morgathra is beautiful. Stunning. Long, straight black hair flows down to her impossibly narrow waist, and her skin is as pale as alabaster. I’m sure, in her youth, she was a lovely woman, but even now, with her face smooth, flawless, and young… I can see the marks of age she’s failing to hide–the scars of ugliness, of evil, no magic can erase. Her eyes are round and the brightest green I’ve ever seen. Green, like spring grass. Green, like the first buds on the trees after a long, hard winter.