Space Monster Novels & Stories

A gasp slips out as I open my eyes. I'm standing in a vast, endless desert. Pale sand stretches in every direction, unmarked, as though nothing has ever lived here. The sky above is dark and starless, and hanging low on the horizon is a massive blue moon. Its pull sinks into my bones. The air hums with the same unnatural frequency now pouring from my chest, the sound no longer coming from my throat but from everywhere. From the sand. From the sky. From the space between my thoughts. I look down at my hands. They're glowing faintly.

"There must be another way! We can fight the ship! We can find another battery!" "There is no time!" Maya pointed at the ceiling. The sound of drilling echoed through the building. The moon ship was sending down "Cleaners”. Spider robots made to kill all living things. One of the spiders dropped from a vent. Its eyes were glowing. Benson swung his pipe. He crushed the spider robot against the floor.. Three more appeared in the shadows. "Do it Benson!" Maya screamed. She ran to the chair, in the center of the room. It was a throne made of wires and needles. She sat down.

Run! The children scattered. Selene's universe began trembling. The older Lyra screamed: She's waking everything! What? Every creature that ever existed. Every monster. Every failed creation. Every forgotten god. They're coming. The sky filled with thousands of creatures. Some had wings. Some had horns. Some had dozens of eyes. Others had no bodies at all. The Mother Before Creation smiled. I created them before I created your universe. Lyra stared at the army. Why? To destroy anything that refuses to obey.

They were an entire collapsed ecosystem of dead-universe survivors, and at the top of that food chain were monsters that made the Devourer look like a goldfish. "Marcus!" Jack barked into his comms. "Redirect all Void Kindred to the Portuguese coastline! Katherine, deploy three Valkyrie squadrons! We have an uncontrolled breach!" "Already moving!" Marcus's voice boomed. "What are we fighting?" "Something that eats the things that eat universes. Hit it with everything. Do not let it establish a foothold." Jack turned back to Collector-Seven. "This conversation is not over. But right now, we have a mutual problem. Your Hungry are about to turn my planet into a feeding ground."

Alien, can you tell me why? He looked at me like I was a specimen. He looked almost amazed at my word vomit. "I'm different, I'm here on a vacation. And don't get me starting about your leaders. You'd definitely find it offensive," he said as a matter of fact-ly. ¨Also, Mars is such a waste of time. Trust me, we've tried and nothing ever thrives there. You might find a skull or two if your little robot ran a little farther. Tell me when that happens and I'll inform my crew. It might be one of our ancestors,¨

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

Dead ones. Broken towers frozen in place across the surface of the artificial world. The Custodian’s voice enters my mind again. This is the predator. Matteo steps closer to the projection slowly. “You’re telling me that thing is a spaceship.” Yes. His eyes widen. “That is not a spaceship. That is a planet.” The Custodian nods. Originally it was. My stomach tightens. “What do you mean originally.” The being gestures toward the drifting structure. The predator converts the worlds it consumes into extensions of its processing network.

"The Diaspora is starting, and the people on the ground are losing their minds! They think we're leaving them behind to rot!" Aradaa’s head snapped toward him, but the movement was mechanical, jerky. "The servers... they're full, Kaelor. Earth is a cradle that’s too small for the giants we’ve become. The spores have to land. Mars is already beginning to breathe. Can't you hear the soil waking up?"

"I've been sleeping with the Alpha for a while now, and I just found out I'm pregnant. But his Luna is knocked up too, and she's months ahead of me. I hate the idea of him having a pup with someone else. I want to carry his firstborn. How can I make him force his mate to get rid of it?" The comments section was flooded with curses and insults calling the poster a home-wrecker. But the original poster had liked one particularly vicious comment. "That's easy. Tell the Alpha that his Luna is too weak and that she is carrying an abomination corrupted by wolfsbane. Tell him it will be a stillborn anyway." I usually just lurked in these threads, but my wolf, Selene, growled within me. My fingers f

I took a breather, took the hair rope off my head and tied it to my leg, thinking of getting up and climbing out, but the touch under my hand was strange, like something like clothes, and a sticky feeling, and I just didn't notice the smell around me, and now there's a smell in the air - a disgusting stench. A weak moonlight shone down, and I finally saw the "thing" underneath me, it was a corpse! No! It was a few people stacked together, and the hole was not a wooden spike, it was some animal or human bones! the white bones in the moonlight shine looks incomparably weird and creepy. "ah!!!!!!!!!!"