Paradise Alien Novels & Stories

“Paradis, as it was written in the many old history books found in the Royal Library of Atmos, hosted several humanoid races in its lands, seas, and skies hundreds of years ago. Some of them are more sentient beings, too. The goblins, for example, were fancy little individuals…”

" It's just that the color of your iris is similar to the galaxies that humans spend decades trying to study to find out if there is life on the planets that exist there. I've always wondered why your eyes are that color. "My master puts no limit on his creations, Elena," he said with a very beautiful smile. Talking about God was a subject that brought him genuine happiness, even after all, he was still grateful to exist. That was beautiful and sad." He can mix the colors and shapes he wants, and still give life to something never seen before. But, yes, I think that to explain paradise to you I would have to base myself on what humans learn as children. Paradise is not above the clouds, it h

These creatures in their numbers began to rush towards the supernaturals. "We cannot save them now John." Pandora warned. John turned over and watched. He looked towards Pandora before he held her left hand, (from where he stood). Pete, Maria and Butt created a chain along with John who held Pandora. John fixed his mind in hers as he found where Paradise Island was. The paradise island was the only place he could channel to even as he didn't want to go there. They had no choice, beasts were up for them. A portal opened up and they stormed in, as the portal closed, the scene did too and so did the Chapter concluded.

Davina smiled as she made her way back to her room. She’d managed to finally get an actual complement from Freya during her lessons. More than once, she’d confided in Theo that she wondered if she could ever do things right enough to please the future witch. She had to overcome several obstacles just to work with Freya. The devastation to society had caused a major collapse. Were it not for the aid of an off-planet civilization -which she eventually determined meant aliens- they would have regressed to the point of the dark ages. As it happened, they shot past the state that society was at when it was attacked and were, in many ways, far more advanced. One of the side effects of integrat

Xander demands, frustration evident in his voice. Luna's eyes suddenly blaze with a new vision. "We don't," he says. "At least, not the way they expect. I see... possibilities. Futures where we become something else entirely. Something they can't understand or consume." But before he can explain further, the largest tear yet rips open above us. Through it pours a stream of cosmic parasites, their forms shifting between states of matter and energy, possibility and probability. They move like a swarm of cosmic locusts, consuming reality itself as they advance.

“Think of it this way. The baby is a parasite. A bug that the body works hard to get rid of. It sends her hormones spiralling but as the parasite grows, the body adapts to it. It begins to care, nourish, want the baby.” “Her body is still working to get rid of something that isn’t there.” “That or there is this thing that I read about once, something about psychosis after a baby has been born, but I thought it ould only apply to humans.” Wolves don’t go mad, not unless they are Rogues! “Maybe, lets just stick to the first idea.” I murmur to Athena as I watch my sleeping mate. “At least there is medicine for that!” Her comment didn’t fill me with confidence, what if she had been right in the

First light— then density— then form. A human form. Tall. Luminous. Fluid. Genderless but not shapeless. Eyes like stars collapsing and reforming. Skin made of shifting metallic currents. It hovered inches above the ocean surface, waves bowing toward it like worshippers. Aiden took a step closer without realizing it. Dante grabbed his hand. “You’re not going near that thing.” Aiden couldn’t tear his gaze away. “It’s… beautiful.” “No. Absolutely not. You don’t get to be awestruck by an alien.”

She looked them up and down. “We don’t get many humans, just the four over there.” She said pointing to a circle table against the wall. “You’re a Shifter, chameleon type!” exclaimed Dream Chaser looking at the waitress. “Right, you know your aliens huh?” asked the waitress smiling showing off her rows of teeth. “Yeah there’s an Octomon, giants, Orcs, and peredisia.” Replied Dream Chaser. “Can I get you anything to drink?” asked the lady.

"No, You will not take her eggs without her permission, I will Speak to her when she wakes up when she is feeling better." "Yes King Halturian, my apologies, I'm just hoping for the future." "As am I Jalab.......As am I......" Oh my God, my handsome Alien rescuer is a King, who wants my eggs. I must be dreaming; this is all too weird to be real. I let the darkness take me as the voices fade away.

I still want to stare at her but the queue is getting longer. After I left the Dayone's Mansion, I looked for a job. I don't have money with me when I left so, I have no choice. Thankfully, Alien Café, one of the best café here in town, was looking for a waitress that time. The café was packed when I went there to apply so, they hired me right away because they needed more people. "One Iced Americano." The girl answered while her eyes are still glued to her phone. I processed her order, "Is that all Ma'am?" I asked.