Emilia Re Zero Novels & Stories

"The Immortal Emperor is not ashamed at all. I haven't seen such shameless people before. You're an Immortal Emperor. You can make thousands of stars tremble. You were slapped, but you said you hadn't been hurt. How shameless you are!" "I'm impressed by this shameless and weak Immortal Emperor. He didn't even mind getting slapped in the face." Flaming Qilin was dumbfounded and disgusted. "If anyone dares to slap me in the face, I'll kill him."

She should understand, I must not be disturbed. Sleeping naturally is impossible for me. I know it, I have to use these sleeping pills. These newly prescribed ones work efficiently. My phone ringed again, it was my second cellphone. Only important callers had that number. The caller was lucky I hadn't popped those sleeping pills. I turned on the phone, I saw a mail, the CCTV Footage was sent to me. I picked the call, "The asylum is on fire!!! Emilia is in danger.!!!".

"Because of the friendship I have with your father, I'm considering giving you, one more chance. Screw up and it's over. Our alliance will be destroyed and you and your people will be regarded as my enemy. Understood?" "Understood." I gritted out. "So, what do you want from me?" Emilia assessed me with her eyes for a moment, looking at me in a sultry manner, making me uncomfortable. "I want you to prove your loyalty to me. Prove to me that you're over Zora and that you're entirey devoted to me." I frowned as she looked at me knowingly. Emilia sure knew how to play this game. She was putting me in a tight spot, making me choose between Zora and The Cause. With dread in my spirit, I asked, "H

She reached for her hand mirror and called for Margarette. “How are you? Did you get the dusts?” “Margarette, we need to talk. I want the truth. I want the whole story of Lenriad. Also, I have to tell you another thing.” Ellaine opened the leaf and stared at the beautiful face of a sleeping angel with golden hair.

Zia gently said to Emilia and gave her a warm hug before saying goodbye. Emilia left the room after bidding her goodbyes and thank yous to Gion and Zia, as she walked to her office, she noticed that Denver was peeking outside and when he spotted Emilia his eyes widened, and immediately went in. Emilia wondered what happened but she did not pick up her pace. She continued to walk comfortably and recalled the memories she had while working in the company. "number 37"

Zoe says shrugging her shoulders and taking Mira's drink. "So you're just using Emilio?" Mira asks, snatching her drink back and downing everything in one go. Zoe always tried to bully Mira, but Mira was always a bully so she never let anyone walk all over her. She was the daughter of Eric Camorra, he wasn't the nicest guy either, but he was tolerable whenever you got to know him personally. "No, he's actually really sweet" Zoe blushed, smiling over in Emilio's direction.

Emilia did love her, she was just bad at expressing her love to her twin sister, but she made so many actions that one could easily tell that she loved the girl, just like their father did to their youngest sister Zeta. There was no difference physically between the twins apart from their hair colour, eye colour and body statue. Perhaps, there was actually a lot difference between the two of them. Emilia, the older one and the more attractive one, she possesed long brunette hair and eyes very similar to Rosa's doe brown eyes, she was a bit plum and very attractive, her hips revealed in every dress she wore and ass bulged out as well. Elisa was not built that way, she had hips but in some dr

"All units retreat! There's a variable!" the voice of an intruder echoed. Even Emilia could hear the panic in his voice. It made sense—their meticulously crafted plan to kill Matthew had fallen apart in ways they could never have anticipated. They hadn't accounted for the sheer power Matthew possessed, nor had they ever considered Emilia's existence would pose a challenge. After all, Emilia's reputation as a genius had been buried three years ago when she left her family without a word, relinquishing her position as heir.

“I had my sperm taken. You can always ask Kelvin, and everything will reply to you when you are in it. Emilia watched him channel the discussion in another direction but she was clever enough to know he was not ready to discuss it. “We should go to the theater; I know you love watching cartoons and one just came out.” Emilia turned to him, all smiles. “Really?” she giggled at the inner child in her resurfacing. Fredrick was more than pleased to see her so freely behave in his presence. Elena of Avalor played on the huge screen, and with every twist came giggles and gasps from Emilia.

"When this is over, you forgive me. For working for him. For not coming to you sooner. For being too proud to admit I needed help." I crossed the distance between us. Took her hands. They were cold—colder than mine, colder than they should have been. "There's nothing to forgive," I said. "You're here now. That's what matters." Emilia's eyes glistened. She didn't cry—Emilia never cried—but something shifted behind her gaze. Something that looked like relief. "Okay," she said. "Let's go destroy a ghost." --- We left the processing plant as the first light of dawn painted the sky grey.