Novelas y relatos de Xenomorph

Is he a part of the Mafia or what? How can someone has brutal as this still exist. Jail he should to to jail. Fuck am calling the police. God......look at that body.... The chest which stood like an holy ground where I won't mind offering a prayer, then the v-line on his hips, just like a call of duty. A duty that would make you want to rip off his towel and show what's hidden behind to the world. Right in front of me is Xavier, well not just Xavier, a naked Xavier.

It disgusted Aeon to no end. Aeon let out a small breath to steady herself as she lined each pistol up with the small gap between the metal on the heads of each Tech K9. It's a small spot on the temples of any Tech K9 breed. The only other vulnerable spots on the Tech K9s were their eyes as those were still organic, but they were covered by visors. The Scouts head ducked down, but the Hunter kept his head up. The opertunity to take both out at the same time left, however, Aeon decided to take the shot anyway. The Hunter is large and easily was the more dangerous one. She fired one shot into its skull, watching as it whent dropped like a stone, blood pooling around its head.

’’ ---------- Someone’s been watching at the Hive the entirety of the time, a beast person that resembles the characteristics of ants and bees- long antennae swings atop of his head whenever he moves it, armored in bright yellow color plates, at his back is a pair of large buzzing wings. ‘’What they are doing is defiance against Viscor Mukha’s laws!’’ DEOS XVI- END

Jake muttered. “You...you can see it?” Julia began panicking, “shit! You're totally serious!” The window’s glass suddenly shattered with Jake lunging himself at Matt's sister, the two of them hitting the soft carpet on the floor. “Get down!” Jake cried out after seeing a large creature unlike anything he had ever seen land in the far side of the living room. Matt cried out in pain. “Fuck! My arm!” None of them except Jake could see the creature which was on all its fours, preparing to attack again. To Jake, It kinda looked like the Xenomorph from the movie series, Alien, except this one did not have a tail.

Her right breast is gone; she was chained and she is crying in pain. “Give me that!” She screamed but the scary beast appeared again from above. This time he has big, black wings that are shaped like bat wings and he is holding a metal stick that is bigger than the normal human arm. “No please… no!” Begged by the naked woman who is trying to grab my blanket.

I think his Sherman, Markan, and Jasper’s mouths gaped at Xeno. “He belongs to a special force where they hunt demons in the mortal world,” I explained to them. “He’s the captain of one of the corps.” “That’s great then, I am happy to meet amazing people in this cursed place.” Sherman offered his hand to Xeno and Xeno respectfully took his hand for a short handshake. Sherman introduced the others to him and told Xeno everything that happened and how I ended up being in this place.

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

Boom! Boom! Boom! A series of endless explosions erupted as the star cluster engulfed the handsome figure, shaking the entire starry sky. After the explosions ceased, the figure emerged once again and pressed toward Mordecai. “This can’t be!” Mordecai was utterly terrified. He unleashed countless palm strikes as he rapidly retreated, but they had no effect on the approaching figure. “James Caden, are you a Path or a demon?” He pointed at the relentless figure and shouted in panic, “This is my Xurraeus Chessboard. How can you...”

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

He turned, his eyes widening as he saw Marrylen, her eyes locked onto Xenia, her face filled with a mixture of fear and anger. Marrylen's body trembled, her eyes glowing with an intensity that seemed almost otherworldly. She let out a primal scream, her body shifting, her muscles rippling as a surge of power coursed through her. The transformation was unlike anything the pack had ever seen—Marrylen's form grew, her strength amplified, her presence commanding.