Ben 10 Small Aliens Novels & Stories

“Sorry I interrupted you, Alpha, but guess what I found with him?” He gave me a bundle of papers. They were flyers made of different colors and different arts, but with the same message. The Resistance was here, and they wanted us to know it.

Ahead was a small kitchen and dining area, and in the hallway between that and the cargo bay was a ladder. "Up," he said, motioning towards it. For a moment I considered refusing. Who knew what was up there, but he sighed and reached out to grab me. No doubt to try and carry me up. Before he could, I took the few steps over to the ladder and reached for the rung. If I could get him to lower his guard and think I was extremely submissive and frightened maybe I could find an opportunity. I wasn't going to beat him on strength. His race had apparently been human once. Or mostly. But another alien race had taken humans and added the DNA of other species to make us stronger, live longer and all s

he opened the system interface first. Notification Level up (+1) Mutation control unlocked Mutation energy unlocked Mod energy unlocked Creation center unlocked Mutation line activated Mutation control (+1) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Name. : Ben Chase Class. : Alien cyborg level. : 1 HP. :20 Exp. :(0/200) Stats Strength :1 Agility. :1 Endurance. :1 Stamina. :2 Mutat

At the sight of this small alien creature, everyone in the room was dumbfounded! The eyes of the female researchers shone brightly as they stared at the little creature that had poked its head out from the cracked meteorite. They clenched their fists, blinked their large eyes, and exclaimed in excitement, “Wow, this little guy is so cute! I really want to hold it.” Fennel and Marquis Ron were also stunned. The little creature kept looking around at the outside world with its pale golden eyes.

Her: "Use us as a comparison. Two of 'their' eyes are in the spot between our eyes and our cheekbones, and the other two are at the temples, meaning there are four eyes. There's no nose, the mouth is a large gaping mouth, more than twice as wide as ours, and it seems to have no teeth, at least not that I can see. There were very thin lips, but they weren't red. I'm a medical student and I don't think 'they' have red blood cells in their blood. The ears are positioned a bit lower and are very flat, close to the sides of the head. There is no hair. The neck is about the same length as ours. The shoulders are broad, so broad that it's uncomfortable to look at. Arms and fingers are long, five fi

In the midst of arriving at the company meeting, Tsuki Miki Delphos was at the shareholders' meeting solving problems in the boardroom, it was an ordinary day, if his city wasn't home to the supernatural, lived under a mystical fissure, and he wasn't going through a complicated time. Amidst talking to the various star informants, among muscular, purple, tentacled creatures whose limbs were serpentine - Well, a few of the conquered planets, the converts could solve half of the invasion problems with you controlling them. - One of them, he said. A representative from another planet said, in that conversation circle. One of the aliens who were humanoid beings resembling purple octopuses, with a

'Together. Sara found that word Alien.

He looked at the pattern on the sand and grew serious. “Sophia, this is a forbidden zone in the Andromeda Galaxy. It’s called ‘The Void.’ Your father and the Master built a massive cloning factory there. It’s still running automatically.” Suddenly, the blue sky turned deep purple. The ocean became unnaturally still. On the horizon, we saw hundreds of glowing dots rushing toward Earth. They weren’t meteors—they were small spacecraft. “They’re coming!” Mother screamed. Within minutes, the beach was filled with hundreds of small children. All were four years old, dressed in white, and had the same golden eyes as our Sona.

So much heat. They hadn’t touched her. Not yet. But they didn’t need to. The blue aliens watched her like a prize. Massive, towering beings—ten feet tall at least—shaped like men but sculpted for sin. Smooth, muscular bodies that shimmered under the glow of the ship. Skin the color of sapphires bathed in oil. Every movement precise. Measured. Arousing. And their eyes, glowing silver orbs without pupils burned into her skin as they circled her transparent prison.

My heart clenched in my chest, “who’s your dad little one?” Her face beamed a bright smile, and her tiny chest puffed out, “Alpha Christen.” I nodded, “he’s outside, there are bad guys out there trying to come in.” She nodded slowly, “and Rochelle, is she fighting the intruders too?” Yea, she’s his kid alright, “yes, I believe she is.” “Good,” she said as if this was nothing new, “then they’ll be back soon.” She jumped backwards and was shutting the door.