Alien Empress Novels & Stories

“E-Emperor—” “You must know, Princess Bizura, you must know,” the Emperor chanted again, but now the sound is sharper. “Virzash is Amerta's love child with a human from the First Earth. He always obeyed his father's words, always obey. Don't you want to know how Amerta can find you that fast?” Venus shivered. “That's because Giris announced who I am—” “And I just announced it in Volta Juana, my child,” interrupted Druiksa grimly.

says Amelia. “Beta Bryant, I look forward to working with you,” Tyson greets holding out his hand. Bryant shakes his hand, “Alpha Jasper said he was impressed with the training session he witnessed here. I and my warriors are excited to see what you have in store for us,” he says with genuine excitement. “Oh, we won’t disappoint,” Tyson smiles confidently. “I’d also like you to meet my Delta’s Chris and Mei, the newly appointed Emperor and Empress of the nagata,” Amelia introduces, using our full titles. Bryant bows and his warriors behind him quickly follow.

“ Using title of the eldest member of Azure clan, I order you, Jasper Azure, to step aside of my way. Or get ready to face the consequences.” Her old wrinkled eyes changed color immediately switching to dark brown with a golden glow. She would transform any time to launch an attack. Everyone in the WEREALM was aware about Grand Empress : A fierce, deadly and marvelous fighter. She had never lost any of the fights in past. Sometimes, she even defeated her late husband, the Emperor. She turned old, but not powerless.

I shuddered and closed my eyes, but before I could tip back my head to drink, I was distracted by the clang of hurried footsteps across the chamber. I opened my eyes, only to be shocked by the rainbow colors of fluttering robes, as a delegation from the Empire of the Alphas marched go to me. The Alpha in front, who I guessed was the emperess by the golden band that nestled on her head as a crown, had hair that hung in stormy waves to the waist of her billowing yellow robes. She looked like the flaming sun burst into the night to incinerate us from the frown on her arrogant face.

Matthew took a deep breath and exhaled. “Ahem. Good morning everyone and I wish you all a wonderful day. As you know, I am Matthew Dragunov, the newest Dragon Emperor of Destruction after inheriting my ancestor’s power. I have heard the many questions you all have and am here to answer them. As of now the Scarlett Empire remains our enemy. Although my friend here inherited the Scarlett Witch’s legacy, she is not an ally of the Scarlett Empire either. We both seek no quarrel with any one, but we will not simply stand idly if you seek to harm us.”

Achlys asked, his presence finally sinking into Elara's mind. Rumors have been swirling that the emperor is not an ordinary man, and the emperor they see in pictures and on the news is just a persona created by the real emperor to hide his true identity—because the real emperor is said to be a black dragon. "Your Majesty, the Alpha is still unconscious. We need your help," Elara said, seizing the opportunity. She knew she might be foolish for indulging in rumors about the emperor, but she had no other way to wake Damian.

"Tell the divers to stay back, I’m going into the Deep-Sea Graveyard alone, and I’m not just bringing the ring, I’m bringing the virus Silas built to kill the Archive once and for all." Behind her, the girl from the tank stood in the doorway of the bedroom, her skin glowing with a faint, violet light, her mouth curving into a slow, terrifying smile that suggested she had heard every word. "He wants you to come, Empress," the girl whispered. "He’s just too proud to admit that he finally found someone he couldn't execute."

The words hung in the air. She smiled coldly. “The Alpha Emperor.” She looked at Ragnar. “The ruler who fears weakness.” Her eyes drifted back toward me. “We heard the rumors. We heard you had no patience for weak Omegas.” She laughed softly. “We thought sending him here would solve our problem.” The silence became even heavier. “Imagine my surprise,” she continued, “when I heard he was still alive.” She looked directly into my eyes. “Worse..” Another laugh escaped her. “People started whispering that the great Alpha Emperor favored you.”

He doubled over, his knuckles grinding into the meat of the floor, his eyes turning a violent, glowing gold. The Tritons backed away. They recognized the alpha. "This 'Reef' isn't a ship," Kaelor gasped, his voice a distorted growl. He lunged at a pulsing node in the wall, tearing it open with his claws. Instead of blood, a massive surge of electromagnetic energy erupted. "It’s an EMP," Aradaa realized, shielding his eyes from the flare. "They’re going to kill the irrigation in Navia. They’re going to starve the Garden City while they take the kid."

The room was dimly lit and the half of their commander’s face that was covered with a silver mask added to the creepy atmosphere of the room. “Report.” The commander’s icy cold voice resounded in the room and they bowed their heads. “We’ve been keeping tabs on him and it seemed that the Armani children already knew about his imperial highness’s real identity,” Absalom said with a straight face. “That’s not good. We need to keep his secret until we accomplish our mission with the Faerie Tribe. Right, Amir.” His smirking face gave Amir the chills but he hid it well. “Yes, commander. Additionally, it seemed that the fifth prince also knew that his imperial highness is of imperial descent.”