Kacamata Alien Novels & Stories

Then Kenny changed. Not completely. Not the dramatic Hollywood version I would have imagined if anyone had asked me to imagine it, which no one ever had because this wasn't something people imagined. It was subtler and more terrifying than that. His eyes changed first — deepening to something amber and luminous that had nothing to do with the warm brown I knew. His frame expanded slightly, shoulders broadening, presence intensifying until he filled the room in a way that had nothing to do with physical size. The air around him hummed.

He was dense in a way that had nothing to do with size — dense the way very compressed things are dense, the way old wood is dense, the way something becomes when a great deal has been forced into a small space over a long period of time. His eyes were the most remarkable thing about him and also the most unsettling. The iris was pale to the point of near-invisibility against the white surrounding it — not albino, not quite, but close enough that the overall effect was of eyes that had been drained of color, that saw without the usual visual warmth of wolf or human vision. Bone-white. The eyes of something that had looked at many things and retained very little feeling about any of them. He

"Your eyes are beautiful." She immediately picks up the glasses and puts them back on. "I have a problem with my eyes and the glasses allow me to see." I'm sure it's an eagle problem, but I'm keeping the knowledge that I know she's an eagle shifter to myself for the moment. "How soon can we have cake?"

"Next up are the Captains. There are quite a few, so ages and achievements will have to be something you find out yourselves, ladies. Let's begin. Capt. Cull- Shikazs, Capt. Moor- Gaimo, Capt. Tilk- Bronkark, Capt. Bolis- Vaal, Capt. Nole- Bronkark, Capt. Terrax- Glortinon, Capt. Het- Makskin... With each name, my fear grows. These aliens are twice the size of their female counterparts, and they don't look friendly. They don't necessarily look mean either, but I can tell they have killed. Their bodies and demeanor say power. A power that I could never dream of matching. "Next up, Lieutenants. Lt. Modok- Gaimo, Lt. Mashorn- Cok, Lt. Kedah- Frole, Lt. Zarn- Makskin... The males begin to fill t

“Does this mean Alpha Haden likes me, or did I mishear?” I pondered, wondering if there was a chance for me to be his Luna. The possessive tone in his voice when he asked Fagel to keep away lingered in my mind. As he was about to leave, our eyes locked, I couldn't help but notice, for the hundredth time, his striking sterling grey eyes. The gaze felt like being drawn into a profound, enigmatic ocean. His intense and captivating look held me spellbound, evoking a mix of emotions within me, love, admiration, fear, and resentment all at once.

Her eyes weren't showing love but fear and disgust. "What is wrong with you?" This time, she didn't say a word, she pointed at the mirror in fear, shaking her head, I turned just to see the new me, my handsome face was gone, and left with this, I had been cursed by the moon goddess. I howl, screaming for it to go away running my hands on my face, It's there, a voice in my head, it's different from every other mind link, anyone had made with me.

Mabel closed her eyes with tears strolling down along with blood. Alexander saw her daughter crying and felt pathetic as he saw her so weak. He couldn't help but scream in hatred "You are such a looser, you are such a shame to me" he said as he let go of her. He stand up and once glared at her before leaving the room. Mabel got up and wiped off her tears from her face. And then she went to washroom to get ready for her job. As she was standing in front of the mirror, she saw her own reflection - the person in the mirror was indeed weak and pitiful.

I am melting like an Olaf. Uff, where did I bring myself? __ I wanted to say something but my breath... Urghh... I felt stuck, choked. He snapped his head ahead and I finally let out a breath, adjusting black-rimmed glasses. I wore it even though Alexander denied me. If I don't wear them, how am I supposed to look clearly? And I was too afraid to put those lenses inside my eyes. Naah. My glasses are better. "So let me introduce myself again (So I can also know what are you), I'm Alizeh. What's your good name?" I asked in a friendly, polite manner and got no response from him. It doesn't matter to me at all.

"Does that mean you want to travel the world?" "Yes, something like that." "I want to be an astronomer!" "I know Jane." "Sorry forgot you are my stalker." I laughed. "You are interesting research I must say." "Oh my word! Thank you." I burst out laughing. "Jane, do you believe in aliens?" "Honestly?" "Yes, your honest opinion." "Hell yeh! I love the idea of aliens. Do you?" "Yes. How do you imagine they look in appearance?" "They could have that weird oval shape head with big black eyes and four arms or something like that."