Monsters Vs Aliens Sta'abi Novels & Stories

He stuttered again. "Why are you stuttering? What's the matter?" "Actually he wants to say that we're Artie's fighters. We fought with her against Mike who had kidnapped her son and fortunately we won. She then promised to make us part of your royal army since we were loyal to her during and after the war."another man said. "Artie fought the battle and became victorious?"he asked amazed, looking delighted. "Yes sir. She managed to win the war because of her unique powers and tactics."the men said.

That’s why Alpha-class wolves make the decisions, followed by the more capable Betas. “I’m sorry, I lost my head. I stole Taylor Miss’s ring,” she sobbed, banging her head on the floor. “Please, forgive me. I didn’t mean to. I’ll never do it again.” I’ve always disliked Omegas like her. Not just dumb, but devious—and not even good at it. After she took the blame, Rina finally let out a breath of relief. Turns out even Alpha-class wolves can have stupid ideas. The Moon Goddess never mentioned I’d be dealing with idiotic and spiteful children when she made me the White Wolf’s Guardian…

I added; she looked at me with confusion on her face. "Does it mean I am different from you?" She asked, and I didn't have a choice but to nod my head slowly. "How about him, the one who attacked you?" She inquired, and I took a deep breath. "Well, he is a hybrid, and hybrids are the most dangerous opponents that we have; his kind is half werewolf and half mage," I responded, and Victoria's eyes got so big, and she opened her mouth, but she closed her it without saying anything. I know there are so many things playing on her head right now.

The word itself carried a strange weight, and the way she said it made the air in the corridor feel heavier. I narrowed my eyes slightly. “Explain.” Stella drew in a slow breath, and when she spoke again, her voice was quieter, more serious. “They’re not like normal enemies, Alpha,” she said. “You can’t track them the way you track wolves. You can’t fight them the way you fight rogues.” She paused, her hands curling slightly at her sides. “They take bodies.” That made my wolf rise sharply beneath my skin. “Take bodies?” I repeated.

Allen asked as he gaped at his mate. "When a A-Class is kick out, their status as an Alpha, a Beta or an Omega is... revoked for lack of a better term," Sebestian said, pulling Allen back down the alleyway and away from Ram as he started muttering to himself again. He deactivated his wings, watching as Allen dropped his own magic as he led him from the alleyway and across the street, pulling him into an all-night diner and ordering two coffees as he let his mate process the information. He pushed Allem into a booth and set the coffee down in front of him, sliding into the booth next to him.

The explosion of the Architect’s core lit the Lagos night sky like the birth of a new star. Blue and white energy erupted in a silent fireball that expanded across the horizon, shattering the remaining alien fleet into fragments that rained down like burning meteors. The hybrids on the ground convulsed and dissolved into glowing dust as the controlling signal died with their god. Rebel cheers rose from the streets below the ruined Apex tower, raw and triumphant, but on the rooftop where the final battle had ended, Alex and Damian stood in silence, holding each other amid the ashes.

Close enough to smell us. Daniella's eyes glow wolf-gold. “Welcome home, Nova.” The chapel doors explode inward as three massive creatures burst through the dust. These were not natural wolves. They had surgical scars crisscrossing their patchy fur, and their mouths were sealed shut with barbed wire. These were Lab monsters. Daniella flashes her teeth, sharp and ready. “Took you fuckers long enough.” The lead creature's back shoulders have Kingsleys’ Tech brand mark, the same as Daniella's scar.

A big Armies of beasts, vampires and supernaturals were fighting each other brutally, slashing each other's skins, bones and bodies. Her eyes followed the sight of ugly monsters and a few witches. She identified most of them were from Keir’s side. Mason, her brother, was fighting that manticore, the green monster with the tail scorpion. Allison clenched her jaws at that ugly creature who once hurt her.

I saw Merina and Monica shift into their wolf forms, their gazes locked on me. They attacked without hesitation, leaping through the fray, but Stella’s magic flared just in time, encasing me in a protective barrier. Her golden light flickered as she poured her energy into keeping us safe while healing the wounded soldiers around us. I met Stella’s eyes through the shimmering shield and nodded in thanks. She gave a small, understanding nod before expanding the barrier to protect Kayden, who was struggling to regain consciousness. Monica and Merina, however, weren’t giving up. Their wolves snarled, claws raking against Stella’s magic as they tried to break through.

"Something's out there. We're not alone." Amelia's shapeshifter instincts kicked in. Her eyes tightened as she said, "Stay close, both of you. There's a shadow looming." Just then, a pair of bright eyes emerged from the darkness, followed by others, until a circle of wicked eyes encompassed them. The aliens emerged into the moonlight, showing themselves to be a flock of otherworldly beings unlike anything they had ever seen. "Who are you?" Gabriel demanded. The leader of this unusual pack, a beast with teeth and claws that defied description, smirked maliciously. "We are the Guardians of the Abyss, and we have been watching."