Empress Of Another World Novels & Stories

She was oozing darkness, suffocating and choking darkness. " To my office." She barked the order to her secretary who was also trying to scurry away and hide from their demoness. Today,she was looking like a devil and she wasn't trying to conceal it. Hazel, who was trembling all over, took hurried steps, fearing that a second later, her head would be chopped off and Fed to the crocodiles. Miranda was unaware of the deadly Aura she was emitting. She could see her employees running away from her the moment they spotted gee but she didn't care. She was so angry that if that Morgan bastard was presented to her this very moment,she wouldn't hesitate to snap his neck and kick him mercilessly. She

The soft buzzing thing did not even bother her at all. Relax, Mustaka thought. The Emperor ordered me to call you that, because you are indeed Princess Bizura. And Emperor Azafer, Princess, is the ruler of all dimensions of the Earth. He is the creator of those dimensions. And no, he is not your ancestor. He is more like… the creator of power that the volts refer to as Talent. Venus looked down and glared at her nails. Does the Second Earth consider this emperor as a God?

Chloe had named everything she established after her late godmother ‘Empire’ so the public had always wondered who owned the empire. From the school down to her factories and hospitals and companies, it all made sense now, the video had finally proven that the owner of these various establishments existed and it was just a little girl. Thou they haven’t figured out the complete story behind her success they were one step closer. Sandra had just arrived at Empire academy with a lot of bodyguards to protect her from the masses. On getting there she realized that the school was swamped with the press. Getting in was very difficult. Meanwhile Chloe had retreated to her office with Stephanie and

But before he can speak, Hidi's pale fingers wrap around his wrist like iron shackles, yanking him back down with a sharp, brittle laugh that cuts through the air like breaking glass. "Oh ja, this just gets better and better," she declares brightly, tossing her wheat-gold braid over one shoulder with theatrical flair. "Ana, Empress of Nochten and ruler of the Bulgeons both. I can see it now—you in flowing veils with kohl-rimmed eyes, commanding fleets and caravans alike while balancing a book you just can’t put down, Ha!" Her laughter rings out, bold and crystalline, loud enough to shake the very walls. Her peridot eyes brim with mirth as if she's just heard the finest jest ever crafted.

With five electromagnetic guns and the full force of two sanctuaries, there was hardly any hope of survival for an ordinary Sanctuary practitioner. However, then, above Wilbur's head, an Emperor's Crown suddenly rose. And then, everything in the room seemed to slow down. Wilbur smiled faintly as he swung his sword. The electromagnetic pulse shattered beneath the blade, turning into a chaotic electromagnetic flux. Five guards were cleaved at the waist, falling to the ground instantly, lifeless. At that moment, Wynna, Morris, and Hans wore expressions of unparalleled terror on their faces. 'The Emperor's Crown! He... he's an Emperor, an Emperor-level powerhouse,' they thought in disbelief. Cou

However, it is intriguing that a woman has accomplished this. We'd like to invite Mrs. Prof. Natasha McLean, the previous empress of the Green Eyes continent before we give the honor. Thank you so much, Prof. Haice Luve at the Cross City University of Science and Technology. Before I continue, I'd like to meet my husband, Professor Prince Peter Justice Maclean, Emperor of the Indo continent, and his twin sister, Dr. Princess Justice Maclean, my sister-in-law.

“ 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.

She was gorgeous in many ways, and even then, no one dared to sully her firm and alluring curves. She was the New World Empress! "Let me go!" The Empress was ashamed and vexed; her delicate face looked furious. "Get your hands off me. Otherwise, I will have all of your heads rolling on the ground!" The Empress sounded imposing. At the same time, she struggled to break free. As the Empress, she was the mother of the continent. She was not an ordinary person, and she was also a level one Martial Emperor. She struggled incessantly; the four Scope brothers sweat profusely as they tried to hold her in place.

It was really crowded. Cristine made the decision to send them to her medical facility. In her hospital, yes, you heard it. "Empress Medical Center" is the name of her hospital. In the underworld, she's known as Empress. Exclusively for her members, there were free services. An old guy she accidently saved gave her this hospital. Is she making the right decision in bringing them to her hospital? ... A/N: I was just thinking about how congested public hospitals are. Even without the pandemic, it was extremely crowded.

Her hair swung down her back like a banner, catching on the back of her belt before she flicked it free. She didn’t loom over anyone. She didn’t need to. When she stopped moving, the room adjusted around her. “Humans?” she asked flicking her gaze to her eyes and ears. “Seems to be this way” one mumbled. "Their resources look new. Invested in" Morgan exhaled through her nose. “I hate when they get organised. It ruins my week.” She studied the corridor markings, bright eyes scanning angles and choke points. Her expression shifted subtly — humour receding, something colder sliding into place.