Trollhunters Aliens Novels & Stories

It was a realm of pure evil, a dimension born from the darkest corners of the universe. As they ventured deeper into this alien world, they encountered strange, twisted creatures. Some were humanoid, their forms distorted and grotesque. Others were amorphous masses of darkness, their shapes constantly shifting and changing. They fought for their survival, their weapons glowing with a faint light that seemed to repel the darkness. But the creatures were relentless, their numbers seemingly endless. Liam and Xal'dar fought with a desperation born of survival. They were outmatched, outnumbered, but they refused to give up. They were the last defenders of the world, and they would not let this da

So they were gradually losing their guard despite Dike repeatedly making gestures to them to remain as quiet as possible as they walk through this strange land. So one of them shouted when bitten by an insect and before other warriors could look back, he got whisked away. The warrior who saw the movement of what took him away shouted and wanted to pursue, another strange creature also carries him away instantly. These creatures look like aliens, they are blind and they have no sense of smell and transparency but to make up for that, they have the incredible hearing ability. They hunt with sound and are attracted to a place where there is noise and their transparency makes it difficult for an

She took a deep breath before turning to the rest with the authority she carried back at her clan. “Running head first into a cannibal's territory is the last thing you want to do. What we have to do it simple, set traps. Cannibal's die by Fire but we won't have enough time to set fire all around the island, so while some of your men are setting the traps around and distracting them, the rest of you will go for the Alpha. Even though they are cannibals, they are still wolves and wolves respect their Alpha no matter what. I know getting to the Alpha won't be easy but like I said, set traps to distract them then go for the Alpha" Everyone grew quiet as they digested what she said. “Oh my…. Tha

asked Jenny. “It’s one of the more practical ones,” I said. Everyone was looking at us with distaste and revulsion. Clearly some Visitor had come here and done something to ruin it for the rest of us. “Burn them,” cried out Brother Dereel. “Hey,” said Flossie. “Ah thought yo’ loved everyone.” “Only creations of the gods,” said Brother Deneel. “You are not creatures of this world.” That was certainly true. We were aliens, and undocumented. Here to do the jobs no one else wanted.

I raise my middle finger to all the flat-earthers that believe the earth is flat and we´re the only intellectual beings to exist. With that question, he cracked up like crazy. "Where are we? In a 1970's human-made alien movie?" he laughed again "What? I thought you aliens are all like that?" I shrugged. My knowledge all came from watching too much documentaries on Discovery Channel. ¨Don't you all want world domination? You're no more than just intergalactic capitalists. I mean humans are almost there too. We are planning on building a colony in Mars, in FREAKIN MARS! can you believe that? What about the ocean explorations? What have they found that made them so scared they had to urgently s

I brought her around to the computer as my brothers were all going on about the incident and stopped the moment Kellie appeared on camera. “Ok, guys seem we have another issue here,” I said, indicating Kellie. “Kellie, these are my brothers. Gabe, Lucas, Gailan, and Chase.” I look down at Kellie and she looked pale. “It is true. You truly are aliens.” She whispered. “Kellie, everything I told you is the truth. And now you know everything about us.” “And that dragon on the video, is you?” “That was a mistake. I should …”

The house looked like a room for aiding the wounded. “They were attacked by the brown werewolves you’re saying,” Convel explained. “You are fighting your kind?” It is still new to me, I never heard werewolves fighting each other. “Aren’t your kind doing this too?” Alarick asked without looking at me, he is looking at the werewolves who look like patients being treated by healers. “Our tribe is full of hunters and we never had internal issues.” I proudly said as I am trying to figure out why they brought me here.

When the electromagnetic pulses began, several countries jumped in and took out the majority of the Middle East. The domino effect continued. All the monsters had to do was provide a few large bursts of electromagnetic power to begin the end. Before the radioactive dust settled, hell hit us with their ungodly hounds. Having no idea what the hounds actually are-they're ugly dog-like creatures with razor-sharp teeth and five-inch claws that carry a fatal poison-I've adopted the military vernacular of "hellhounds" like everyone else. We also have no idea if they really come from hell. The religious fanatics used biblical translations and agreed with the military's name for them. Or maybe it was

They had emerged coughing, their pathetic, uncovered skin blistering instantly in our ambient heat. "They look nothing like us," High Overseer Krell hissed, his mandibles clicking in a rhythmic display of revulsion. "Look at that... that weeping, porous membrane they call skin. It is as if the universe forgot to finish them." I agreed. As the Chief Exobiologist, I had seen many strange evolutionary dead-ends in our fossil records, but nothing as biologically offensive as these aliens. They were bipedal, yes, but their limbs were spindly, supported by internal calcified struts that snapped under the slightest pressure. They leaked a thin, watery red ichor—a substance so low in viscosity it se

“There might be more of a response if you contacted them directly. You know how they feel about werewolf society and hierarchies.” Damn it! I threw down the reports that I was looking over. He was right. I hated dealing with the hunters and their society. They were cowards, hiding behind stolen magic of witches they’d hunted down in the past. If it wasn’t for the need for peace, I would have happily moved toward wiping them out. As alpha of the strongest pack in North America, I knew that I could unite our packs and rid our continent of them if I really wanted to. But how many innocent lives would be lost if we went to war with the hunters?