Kyris: A Sci-fi Alien Abduction Romance (Captured by Aliens Book 4) by A.G. Wilde (inspirational books to read .TXT) 📗

Song nodded.

Again, she wasn’t going anywhere.

There was nowhere to run.

There was one entrance, one exit. Behind her, was a solid rock wall, to her sides was rock, and in front was those things.

There was a sharp snap, one that echoed straight into her core, as the creature slammed into the slats and one bent and pointed inwards.

Kyris cursed underneath his breath again and then he was moving.

He sliced through the slats, his blade going through them as if they were paper. In that one movement, she heard the thing screech and something fell to the ground.

It was a black, segmented, curved tail. Purple fluid flowed from it and filled the sand.

The creature was thrashing about now and then she heard the others behind it. The sound was deafening. It was as if the injury of the first one was making them crazed.

Something pushed through the barrier on the other. Jagged rows of teeth lined the dark mouth...well, she assumed it was the thing’s mouth for if it wasn’t the mouth, that meant the creature had teeth in its butt and she didn’t know which was more terrifying.

The creature screeched and strings of dribble swung from its lips to land in the sand beneath.

It seemed to wriggle and hiss as it shook and pushed against the barrier. But Kyris was already moving out of the cave.

He moved so fast, she could hardly keep track.

He was cutting them down, left and right, limbs and body parts being sliced off, purple blood staining the sand, and hisses and screeches everywhere as the creatures launched their attack.

He was magnificent and, for a moment, she had to just stare.

His wings were folded back, his muscles tensed as his blade sliced through them. On his face was pure focus as he cut them down, the sand around him stained a deep purple.

It was a frenzy.

The one stuck in the barrier was still trying to push itself through.

Below the tooth-filled jaws, a set of legs pushed through and then another and Song’s senses began to scream. There were one too many legs. From what she could now see, there were even more legs. It was like a demon centipede.

They were big, disgusting things. About the size of an adult bicycle, not measuring the long, curved tail.

Even as she watched in terror and her skin crawled, it was evident what was happening.

The thing was trying to get in and, so far, it was succeeding.

Kyris was being swarmed by the others. She needed to do something.

Glancing about her, anxiety pulsing through her blood, her bottom lip trembled as she bit down on it.

What the hell could she do?

She wasn’t a fighter. She wasn’t resourceful. For Pete’s sake, she was just a video production student. She had no idea what to do.

Another screech hit her and Song fought the urge to cover her ears and curl up into a ball as anxiety overtook her.

The thing’s jaws snapped and she was treated with a view of the teeth closing, scissoring over each other.

It was going to eat her alive.

Those teeth would rip her to shreds.

And she couldn’t even move.

She was frozen in fear.

As the remaining slats broke, the creature’s flat head pushed through followed by its body and a million legs. Then came the dark, curved tail, swishing in the air.

Dark beady eyes focused on her and before she knew it, the thing started making its way across the sand toward her.

Oh shit.

A scream lodged in her throat as she scrambled backward, trying to put some distance between her and the thing. Sand scraped her hands and legs, getting deep into her fingernails as she pulled herself backward, unable to stand quickly enough to run.

It screeched at her as it approached, mouth snapping, and terror spiked within her. She needed to get away. There were no weapons, nothing to defend herself. As her back hit the stone wall behind her, a chill ran down her spine.

There was nowhere else left to go. She’d ran out of room to run.

It was almost upon her now and it stood, raising itself on its back legs, bits of drool dripping from its lips as it snapped and reared over her.

Death was in its eyes.

But as it screeched once more, its high-pitched call died on its lips as it was split in two. A hot warm fluid splashed all over her face and hands as she screamed but the next thing she felt was strong, sure hands surrounding her.

“Are you alright? Did it hurt you?”

He was holding her away from him now as he assessed whether she had any injuries and it took her a moment to realize that the hot fluid that had splashed on her wasn’t some kind of acid the creature had spit; it was the creature’s blood.

Kyris’ arms enveloped her once more as he held her close, his chest like a rock she could lean on.

“Song?” He smoothed his hand down her hair. “Song? Are you alright? Were you hurt?”

She was mildly aware that she was shaking her head.

Beside them, her vision picked up the shiny, scaly body of the thing…well, half of the body. It had been split in two right down the middle.

“What the hell is that thing?”

She pushed away from him slightly to stare at it.

Fuck, it had almost eaten her.

“Sand nester.”

The name didn’t make it less terrifying.

As she settled back against him to get her bearings, she took a deep breath.

At least that was over with. They were dead.

But even as she began to calm down, Kyris stiffened against her.

She was about to ask what the matter was when she felt it.

A low rumble.

And it was coming from the ground of the cave.

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“Qrak.”

Kyris was moving before she even realized. As he stood, he pulled her up with him. Shielding his blade, he held her by the hand as he headed back to the entrance of the cave.

He only released her to stuff everything he had brought—the little blade,