Humans Versus Aliens Novels & Stories

Does that mean, my fellow humans are still alive? My eyes widened the moment we stepped outside the said place. I thought we're on their planet! This is still Earth and we were just inside a gigantic spaceship. I turned my gaze around and there I saw everyone else. They're all sitting on the ground, a single group. They're too many and there are soldiers surrounding them, with weapons in their hands. Did aliens turn humans into their hostages? "Join them, Earthling!" The soldier who was dragging me pushed me to where the others are. The people are too many, I can't find my mother. Who knows, even Adam could be here. Where are they?

Rob frowned at Bart as he rested his hip against the back of the bar. “There are people working to get aliens the rights to survive like humans. We’re adding in a clause in all of them to include all ‘undiscovered’ intelligent beings. Don’t worry about it.” Bart looked entertained by this description. It was hard to think that, out there, some packs actually got involved with human politics, lawmaking, and other high-powered influences. Rob just wanted a quiet life. Was that too much to ask for? “Yeah, you said you had some helpful information?” Rob was getting curt because he wanted to go to bed and sleep for hours if he could.

Tension set in, she has had enough. Alijah bristled at his words, her temper flaring as she defended her kind. "Humans are not weak," she snapped, her voice sharp with anger. "They may not have the same strength or abilities as vampires, but they have their own strengths. They're resilient, adaptable, and capable of great kindness and compassion." Scott rolled his eyes, dismissing her words with a wave of his hand. "Whatever you say," he muttered, his tone dismissive. "But I still don't see the appeal."

GUSEV’S POV I’m dead but I’m still alive. I watched the humans start from scratch, building their community, their civilizations, fighting over land and territories, and ending up destroying their innovation. They were known as the smartest and most superior creatures among all, but watching them fail as a human amuses me of how ironic the truth is. Up till now, they don’t know our existence. Werewolves, vampires, and it's best that it’ll stay that way.

Achilles asked as we made our way to the ticket booth. “Yes, but this is just a ride. It hovers in the sky but spins around, tilting from side to side and flipping over while continuously spinning.” Zac said. “Don’t humans know that Aliens aren’t real?” Achilles asked. “It’s complicated.” Alec chuckled. “Humans will believe in anything they think is real and find a way to argue over everything.” “It seems like humans have become less evolved than they were in my day. Granted, their technology is much more advanced than my era.” Achilles chuckled.

That was not the case. When the aliens first arrived, the a****n community -who were a peace loving people- did their best to befriend and live alongside them. They soon discovered the differences between the species. The aliens had an affinity to human meat, which was something the a****ns simply couldn’t tolerate. It was fortunate that they targeted the humans from the surface and left them alone or a war would have certainly been unavoidable. Instead, the a****ns kept to their business and left the aliens to theirs. The thought of being rid of such vile creatures was mighty appealing.

" Anahita was shocked. "No. Only Alian has such characteristics ... We made clones of many human beings and took them there and they all died before half a minute had passed. Even your clone could not survive there. Maybe in Alian, his nature has kept the traits. In every age there have been human beings, who could have survived on both the planets, but no human has ever been to our planet before and no one has ever been to it since. " "Everyone on your planet can live in our world, right? How can they withstand such high temperatures?"

"Anyway, rather than struggling here… Why don't you go to her now to explain? It's almost the blood moon, you know." "Blood moon?" I look towards the infirmary window, and it's true, the moon is almost full, and it's getting redder every night. Not even humans can see this bloody thing, as it can only be seen by supernaturals or horny creatures like the dogs. "Mhmm, before the dogs claim her, you know," Trixie says just as the dogs howl. "You know, I sniffed her earlier and smelled dog spittle. I think she's also a mate with that dog."

I managed. "We'll go to the kitchens," she whispered as she led me away. "It's a good thing we're not allowed to eat around them. Just keep your head down and don't look back." I obeyed, staring at my bare feet as we weaved through the crowd. I could still feel their eyes on me, like I was a spectacle on display. We finally entered a large, bustling kitchen filled with humans. The atmosphere was different here-busy, but almost normal. It was so clear who was human and who wasn't. There was a simplicity to us, a rawness that these beasts could never mimic.

"I've spent my whole life angry. At your father for abandoning me. At you for having what I didn't. At Catherine for using me. But I've seen the future. Through probability modeling. Through AI predictions. And in every scenario where we fight each other, we lose. The aliens arrive and we're still killing ourselves. They eliminate us. Only in scenarios where we work together do we survive." "So what? We just trust you now? Pretend you didn't try to murder us?" "No. You verify what I'm saying. Check the data. Talk to people who know. Then you decide if I'm lying or if humanity's survival depends on us cooperating." "And if it's real? If aliens are really coming?" "Then we have forty-seven yea