Mpreg Alien Novels & Stories

He was pretty sure almost every Alpha who had accompanied Elder Raven had one thought in mind — banish the ruling king and crown another. "Yes, what you heard is true," Xavier answered bluntly, matching their astonished looks with his impassive one. He wouldn't hide Erica's identity now. His mind involuntarily veered back to his mate. Was she alright? "This is unacceptable," Alpha Moran stood up, his face contorted in anger. "What is?" Xavier asked. "You-you sit here and tell us something that is...as if we are talking of weather! I don't want to serve a king whose mate is a mage," Alpha Jason said, his tone dripping with disgust.

That's exactly what happened, they came, aliens came, they took all of us in their giant spaceship out back to the mother planet. We thought we are so smart, that we'll get another chance to ruin their planet, except they were much larger than us, much smarter. Their planet, it wasn't meant for us, it was meant for them, for us to be able to adapt and live with them, they had us regress to little kids again, we needed their attention and care. Grown-ups, full adults, once they make it back to mother planet, they regress back to baby ages, their body would shrink, they still might look like teenagers or pre-teen, but their mind would be same as a baby.

I turned around and marched to meet Margret. “Good Morning Gabby, are you having fun this morning?” “Margret, why did you give him an opportunity to live in the Witch Tribe?” “Oh, you mean Alpha Nicklaus? Well, I can’t chase him out since he is not here for war. It shouldn’t be a problem, right?” “It’s going to be a problem because I can’t bring myself to live in the same place with someone who can easily be shirtless and fetching water to seduce the girls here,” I yelled.

Even if his heart belonged to someone else. A child. Mother had been right. If I was pregnant with Ulysses’s child—or if everyone believed I was—he couldn’t just discard me. Pack law protected pregnant Lunas. The council would never allow him to reject a mate carrying his heir. It was one of the oldest, most sacred laws. Even an Alpha couldn’t break it without risking rebellion. My hands stopped shaking. My breathing evened out. My heart still pounded but now with anticipation instead of fear. Yes. That would work. That had to work.

The news report was detailed: Alpha Ethan was officially banished by the Elder Council for leadership failure, becoming a rogue wolf. Vivian had all her extravagances seized, but still owed the pack a huge debt and was forced into bankruptcy. The original pack territory was divided between Blood Moon and Silver Fang. Most pack members joined other groups; a few chose to follow Ethan into a nomadic life. " Ethan fell from a powerful Alpha to nothing more than a rogue. Don't you feel a little sorry for them?" Sarah asked.

I told Abe I would meet him at lunch and he hurried back to the war room. “Good morning, beautiful.” I called as I entered her room. Maggie was already here. “Oops. Good morning beautiful ladies.” We giggled like old times, then got down to the business at hand. I relayed to them my questions about the newcomers. Maggie was here looking for a way to stay busy and take her mind off her brother. They were both intrigued with my questions. “You know, I have heard rumors that one of the Pride’s in America can shift into many forms, not just wildcats,” she said.

He'd already laid out his brutal terms, and Vigtor was not happy. "None of your business." The leader shot back. "Tens of thousands? Over a hundred thousand? Closer to a million?" No-one answered. Stralath knew that the mermen communicated telepathically. "If you take your people to Halinepura, it will be your planet where you can live openly, and you won't have to cap the population for fear of discovery." "You think more is better?" Vigtor sneered. "For a species survival? Definitely." "So, I should trust your organization with our survival." Vigtor leaned forward and clasped his hands loosely. "On an alien planet where deadly algae poisoned all life. Not to mention convincing my pod to bo

She remembered that the creepy guy asked her the same question. "Compound? I don't know what that is. But i came from Seattle. A place where defending yourself is not a crime and men would not magically transform into huge dogs when they are angry" Iris replied. The other woman giggled again. She never saw a blunt woman in her life. But she felt it is refreshing to talk to someone who opens up easily with out hiding their true intentions. "They are not dogs. They are Werewolfs. Compond is the place far away from here, where humans reside" the woman supplied helpfully.

She'd hoped for a moment that she'd get to expand her suddenly new and widening horizons. As if sensing her disappointment, Reg said, "There will be other planets on our route that will be safe for you to visit, and I promise you'll get to meet lots of species. Also, keep in mind," he said with a smile, "that who you call an alien is a matter of perspective. To most you will meet, you will be the alien one, for your race, having not yet achieved interplanetary travel, is not often seen unless they're visiting our planet."

"You would have to live more than five thousand years being alone so I hope you mate with her now and enjoy why she's still alive." Orlan'sords sink into my head. Scarlett is a Human which means that her life span is short. There would come a day that she dies and I would be left without a mate. Still deep in my thoughts, I heard a statement that snapped me back to reality. "Alpha! We have been attacked!"