Empress Xenomorph Novels & Stories

“You were someone.” The coffin trembled. Ignisvath stepped beside her. Emmy continued. “You had a name.” A crack formed. “You made a choice.” Another. “And they punished you because they couldn’t control it.” The stone split. Caliana raised her sword. Xander shifted. Dimitrius’s staff ignited. Ignisvath’s scales appeared. Emmy pushed. The lid moved. Inside lay a woman. Perfectly preserved. Dark hair. Pale skin. Hands folded over her chest.

Very interesting. I walked a little closer beside him, studying his expression shamelessly. “Magnus noticed, didn’t he?” Silence. Then, “Yes.” Simple. Cold. Reluctant. But honest. I let out a quiet laugh before I could stop myself. The terrifying Tyrant Emperor, feared across kingdoms, apparently unable to pretend interest in women long enough to satisfy royal expectations. That was deeply entertaining. “You’re enjoying this too much,” Ragnar muttered. “A little.” “You should stop.” “I won’t.”

ESMERAY I can’t get over the fact that I’m in Prince Draven’s personal space. His sweet, powerful scent floated through the air, and I felt powerful for the first time in my life. I closed my eyes and took a deep breathe to calm my overly excited wolf. My wolf, Ximena is a very quiet wolf. She didn’t speak a lot, and I wouldn’t blame her for her lack of interest after what our mate did to us.

Rumor had it that a force field of time seemed to surround it, where one hour in the outside world was equivalent to a few days inside. Taika only remembered that Xuri was the Mature Empress. As for her real name, he couldn’t recall. After Divine Monarch Vermilion Bird taught him a lesson, he was scared witless and hurriedly asked, “What... should I call you then? I... I forgot it.” Divine Monarch Vermilion Bird said, “Of course, she’s called the Bathing Empress...” “What? Bathing...”

Gesturing Nexus who had been corners at the door enterance, he told him to look for any signs of anyone present nearby. "Look out. Find anyone else. I know she had several maids. One of them must know something, Nexus. We can't leave empty-handed." Nexus nodded and felt bad for the poor old Empress, but he was aware that she wasn't someone to be pitied. She was a tigress, a wolf. She was a wounded one and would surely attack if given any chances.

Her intonation and playful expression gave away the intention. “Right.” Smile understood clearly. Exploring a new territory was literally any SQE’s favorite pastime. They were the untamed beasts who were restricted with a minimal amount of restriction. Dangerous activities were their only salvation, of course, aside from Shadow. “Vampire, Zombie, Wild Bunny, and Mandrill Monkey.” She declared. “We also can invite the new emperor to join the fun. I’m sure he will be delighted.” She calculated every action inside her mind while looking up at the sky.

“Well, I can handle you all.” Emilio threw me over his shoulder, carrying me out of the room. “If we're going to fuck you,” he breathed into my ear, causing tremors to run down my body, “we'll fuck you somewhere that would never leave my mind.” I looked up from his shoulder at Achilles and Xiomar. Xiomar looked like he wanted to devour me, and I dropped my eyes to his large imprint. I swallowed nervously, scared it would be fit. Emilio walked to a door and opened it, I listened to the loud creak. “Where are we?”

My face burned. I looked away quickly. Shame wrapped itself around me like a heavy blanket. I was small. Weak. Vulnerable. What would he think of me now? What would Bryan do if he knew the truth? I wished I could run out of the room. I did not belong there. But Tasha stepped forward and broke the silence. She coughed. "There's something I have to say before we sign anything." Everyone turned to her. "I am not the CEO of Denim Group," she stated emphatically. "The real CEO is right here next to me."

she cackles. "I am an imperial wolf," I scream at the former Luna. "No, you are a mistake! Imperial hybrids are to be bred with other imperial hybrids. You are filth, and that baby is too. The only thing going for that baby is the fact it came from a bloodline of vampire hybrids that can transform into a vampire at will. Don't you get it, Luna? Your baby is a threat and a weapon to the imperials. They will not rest until she is dead, or they will use her to destroy everything they fear, even you and your Alpha, " she cackles.

Old Ellizzian would have rebirthed in seven lives before she’d even brought the spoon up close. I am Ellizzian. Empress Ellizzian. I chuckle in my head bitterly at the strange sound. Not Luna Arin. Not an orphan Sarah. I am Empress Ellizzian . A golden cobra on vengeance who does not know what to feel, think, or expect. The door creaks open slightly and the omega steps in.