Xenomorph Novels & Stories

The cylindrical tank in the back of the room hissed. Blue liquid drained rapidly. The silhouette suspended inside slowly opened its eyes. Lena’s heart froze. It looked like her. Not exactly. Taller. Sharper features. Pupil-less glowing blue eyes. Skin laced with faint bioluminescent veins. A perfect stabilizer replica. A weapon wearing her face. The tank doors opened with a metallic hiss. Liquid poured across the floor. The creature stepped out silently. Alexander grabbed Lena’s arm and pulled her behind him. “What is THAT?!”

Jackie and I walked towards the back of the house 'okay ready' I say through the mindlink eveyone said yes 'Fanny I left you a suit and weapons keep Jake safe by any means and when its good to go JC and Brian will take you both back to the pack house' I say 'copy that boss' she answers back I looked at Jackie and she signals me 'Vicky turn the hologram off and unlock the doors in 3,2,1 go' I say. Bullets were flying blood all over the ground. 'cover me' I told Jackie, I ran towards the nearest rogue and shot his leg wrapped my legs around his neck and snapped it taking him down I rolled over and kicked the next rogue making him fall to the ground I shoot his head. I smile at the dead rogue a

Then he said the words that made my blood turn cold: “Release Prototype Zero.” Silence. Even Alina stopped moving. Dr. Morrison turned pale instantly. “No…” Christopher frowned. “…that sounds aggressively bad.” The floor trembled. Once. Twice. Then— a distant roar echoed through the collapsing facility. Not human. Not machine. Something in between. And somehow— my body recognized it. Like instinct. Like memory. Like fear. The scientist looked directly at me. And smiled. “Let’s see,” he said softly, “which creation survives.”

He folded one hand behind him and raised the other hand, as if preparing to explain something to a friend or student with full appreciation. “You are a child born from a mixture of vampire and wolf-shifter, right on Kliwon Friday night and on the events of the Red Moon. The combination of the three makes them, mystical creatures, worry. You prove that fear by—” “Killing INDICENT guys,” I continued in a sharp tone. “I told you to say what you want to say to the point, not explain something I already know.” Reksa the devil lowered his two arms and grinned. “That means you already understand how your kind wants Barbara Alexander Brawijaya to die in the middle of the Demon Forest, with the reaso

"I'm—I'm sorry Sam. I know you tried to save him with all your might. But I, I was just . . . really furious right now!" "That's why we should stop blaming each other. We have a enemy to interrogate and to kill." Malco led the way with Alexander, Mel of the fey clan, Jason with Sam supporting in his shoulders behind him. They reached the dungeon where the the person was being chained with silver bane. A painful and very sharp weapon created by the Werewolf faction. This time he pulled the trigger and raised the gun in their enemy face. "Where is Alexandra?!" Alexander demanded as he dug the gun in his wound, causing the person to shriek in pain. But after a minute he began laughing and spat

I must admit, Eren is a sexy badass on that monster. He dashes forward as if he will crush me and in reflex, I swiftly step back. But he stops in front of me and slides up his tinted visor so that I can see the upper part of his face. He tends me the helmet similar to his, except this one is in white colour.

Being captured The year on earth is 3125 a.d. Aliens exist and the species that have controlled the past fifty years are not friendly and think of us humans as merely free range cattle. They love to drink human blood and some consume our flesh. The earth's governments discovered the invaders that called themselves Demirkans. They were reptilian like humanoids. I just call them bloodsucking scum. I'm Zax Derix, an eighteen year old half human male currently sitting in my hideout within a cave in Yellowstone National Park. It's 2:30 a.m,

that could be their weapon, power to dominate. “That is what other werewolves believe,” he threw light on me when he said that, of course, like humans, we have different beliefs. But, for a werewolf to say this, for the creature who killed my mother to say this? “I don’t know what you’re getting at but I loathe your kind,” I calmly said. “Too fearless of you to say that.” He calmly stepped back. My eyes widened when he shifted into a werewolf, his eyes remained the same but he became huge and his fur is a mix of grey and silver which I haven’t seen before. Due to my instinct, even without weapons, I used my fighting stance in case he attacks.

ALEXANDER My father and sister were both pretty fucked-up, but, damn, Blake was sick. Because we had to make do with what was available in the casino, which wasn’t much, Blake had a bunch of his warriors holding the members of the Bois Sombre Pack down while he tortured them. They were both fully naked after being forced into their human forms. Chef’s knives were brought in from the kitchen, and Blake tested each one of them out on the men’s torsos until he figured out which one was the sharpest, their ensuing screams widening his smile, his eyes gleaming.

I swear not even a cockroach can get past that guy. Jared was the son of an omega female and a beta male. I say was because his parents died during an NC attack (nightcrawler). He's worked his arse off to be the beta of his pack today, and goddess knows how proud I am with what he's accomplished. Still, if my father saw him associating with me in our house where he'd forbidden anyone to enter, no doubt he would have killed him. There's no questioning how merciless and cruel my father could be, and that's precisely how the pack is named after him. The Cruelcrest Hounds Pack.