Reginald Hargreeves Alien Novels & Stories

She has no time for that annoying brat! After reading and reviewing her role in the movie, her phone suddenly rang, displaying an unfamiliar phone number, again. Why is that there are so many unregistered numbers calling me these days? Where did they get my number? Nevertheless, Maezhei was worried that it might be like what happened to her handsome grandpa, so she instantly picked up the call. "Miss Maezhei, I need your help!!" The familiar voice shouted on the other line. "Hello, you are...?" Maezhei asked.

Chapter 5: The new alien. "I am Keltrixtionlenz. Royal of the Dagerstanteens." The alien who had freed Murry scanned him as Murry struggled to get to his feet. Even though he spoke, the alien's mouth never opened or moved. He only smiled with his pretty pink lips. "Greetings." After a second, the new alien snatched a piece of fabric that dangled from his weapon's holster around his thigh. He wrapped the silk around Murry's arm. He then spoke again with that same deep husky tone.

Joseph had taken up the challenge of finding a cure for his illness, but now he had a better idea. He took off his clothes from his chest and tore his chest; there his heart was beating faster than usual because he was on his planet. And neither that planet nor its body came to the heart. His heartbeat returned to normal as soon as Alian's body was imprisoned. As soon as the heart came out, Joseph's chest automatically became the same as before, the process of regeneration was very fast. He was no longer Joseph of Anahita; he had become an alien who could never love Anahita. And Alian... He was Joseph from now on, the same face, the same heart ... Who loved Anahita? But will she ever know th

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." Penny's eyes widened. Her, an alien? The thought seemed ludicrous, but thinking it over, she could understand it. Perspective was everything. But something he said caught her attention. "Are you saying there are humans on your planet? Why? How?" "Would you like me to explain?" Ralph interjected. Reg looked at Penny and sighed. He scrubbed a hand through his hair. "No, I'll do it Ralph. You take care of the shipment." Rising from his chair, he beckoned

“These moving object is not just one but hundreds of them. Our satellite stationed five hundred million miles from Earth has caught some photos over the moving object and it looks like the space ships similar to the space ship descended way back from 1990’s here in Green Hills…” As the news caster kept going, Dr. Gilbert and I exchanged bothered glances. “See? That’s perhaps one best reason for their weird reactions. Anyway, I have to go. The Sheriff Department needs my help.” Dr. Gilbert stood and clapped my shoulder. I then reached out the television control and switched off the screen. Afterward, I went back to the animal room to remove and clean up the dead bodies of our animals on hand

Ahead was a small kitchen and dining area, and in the hallway between that and the cargo bay was a ladder. "Up," he said, motioning towards it. For a moment I considered refusing. Who knew what was up there, but he sighed and reached out to grab me. No doubt to try and carry me up. Before he could, I took the few steps over to the ladder and reached for the rung. If I could get him to lower his guard and think I was extremely submissive and frightened maybe I could find an opportunity. I wasn't going to beat him on strength. His race had apparently been human once. Or mostly. But another alien race had taken humans and added the DNA of other species to make us stronger, live longer and all s

Freakish looking. Fucking hideous with a capital 'H'. The alien fucker is built like a Kindred. He is big, mysterious with glowing eyes. But there are a few characteristics that separate them from each other. For example, this alien has reptile-like skin, a forked tongue that is very similar to a snake, and when he blinks. His eyelids open and shut horizontally. He has clawed nails that he is currently using to clean his large teeth with. And even though he stands on the other side of the room that has metal bars separating us. His piercing gaze makes me feel dirty and cheap. I look around the room that is made up of three white walls, a metal barred door and I find women are scattered every

He fell from the sky He's got a spaceship He's got super speed He can read minds He can control people He is super strong He's a perverted alien with a habit of kissing strangers He is annoying! The doorbell rang and interrupted me from my mental listings. I wonder who could that be, I don't usually have visitors. "Hey, Maddie someone who calls himself 'the police' is looking for you," the alien shouted. He was the one who opened the door. Shit! I dialed 911 awhile ago! SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! I keep cursing and cursing, and tried as hard as I can to keep my composure. I walked towards the door and smiled at the police officer standing by the door.

The End Beast King Palace, 18 years later… The entire palace staff was busy today because visitors were arriving from another planet. Thanks to Alpha Reghal, they found out that his sister had mates—alien ones. Two Emperor aliens ruling a distant planet called Planet Szol. It had been years since his sister disappeared, and it felt like just yesterday when strange tall beings—not even looking human—set up a meeting with him. Reghal thought they were shifters too, but when they showed him a high-tech device, and he saw his sister’s face on the screen, he couldn’t believe it. She was living on another planet as an Empress—with a big family.

Beside him, Aria sat cross-legged on the couch around her shoulders, giggling softly at the animated characters dancing across the screen. It was still early — sunlight barely spilling through the curtains — but Adrian’s mind had been awake long before dawn. He hadn’t really slept since the night before. The voice on the other end of the line spoke, calm and measured. “I’ve found something. About Reginald Hale.” Adrian’s fingers tightened slightly. “I’m listening.” “Most of the records connected to him were scrubbed clean. But I managed to recover fragments — financial archives, property deeds, encrypted communications.”