Empress Xenomorph Novels & Stories

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

“That was a Xenodermus, it’s mine—we’ve been through many battles. The one on the road is a Sthrutio, Cygnus has one too and he’ll show it to you soon. For now, we need to rest. It’s been a long day.” They led me inside the Emperor’s quarters, which had open sides covered only by sheer curtains. One side held a large bed, the other a small fountain. It looked simple, but felt royal. I mean, we were at the top of a tower—it was kind of cool and not hot at all.

She was in the defensive as the creatures began circling them from a distance. " These creatures.... I have seen them before.... when I was a child.... I have seen them in my house.... they are the reason I have no family.... " Xen stood up with boiling anger , bubbling like water from a hot spring. " Xen.... " he had no clue what was happening to him he just felt the heat of the anger within him. " Xen.... what's happening to you? Xen... come back... oh my goodness... what do I do? " The figure in front of her was more frightening than the ones that were circling them previously.

To the various powerhouses, martial Path ancestors, and evil gods, this act was clearly a provocation. In the Zago race, within the Insect Hive at the place of origin. "Who is it? Who dares spy on me at a time like this?" The Insect Emperor was in bed with the Insect Empress when he sensed Chase's scrutiny. He shot upright. He rarely slept with the Insect Empress, honestly. In his view, she was essentially public property and already withered with age. Before long, Lynn should become the new Insect Empress. "It seems to carry traces of the Order's Intent, yet leaves no mark. I wonder which martial Path ancestor or powerful being is interested in our bedroom activities." On the Insect Empress

She wasn't sure if she was ready for this, but she knew she had come too far to turn back now. Steve opened the door, and Celess gasped at what she saw. The room was filled with vampires, all of them staring at her with cold, calculating eyes. Some were beautiful, with smooth skin and perfect features, while others were grotesque, with twisted limbs and mangled faces.Steve took her hand and led her into the room, introducing her to each of the vampires in turn. Celess tried to keep her fear in check, but she couldn't help but feel like a mouse surrounded by cats.

"This is what they've been hyping us about? He's so scrawny!" The insectoid Prime Chimera flew towards Len and studied him up and down. Len was highly alarmed by the monster's blade - like arms that flailed around him. The loud buzzing of the insectoid's wings hurt his ears and from up close, Lars could identify that this Prime Chimera was derived from orchid mantis based on its pink colorations. "Hymeno, you absolute moron. We all look like that at some point," Axylia said. "Surely not as pathetic - looking as this one. Look at him!"

Everyone recoiled in the office auditorium as if a looming black hole sucked the oxygen in the air out of their lungs. The black hole, namely Alexandra Winchester. The woman didn't need words to give people the jitters. Alexandra had tried her best not to show any sort of impediment in her professional behavior, but the agitation was like a knife against her throat. It was bleeding out for everyone to see.

After his successful sneak attack on the Happy, Xasha had no time to celebrate as the Abyss Emperor was speeding towards him slashing with a claw. The claw tore right through Xasha's body, but there was no blood. His body became transparent and disappeared. The Abyss Emperor felt a powerful blow to the back of its head. With the Attack being a surprise attack, the Abyss emperor was caught off guard with its defenses down. It fell from the sky and slammed into the arena. The Harpy came crashing down soon after.

I NEED to know who he is, and something tells me I won’t discover much if I approach him as Phantom Reaper. I don’t really even know who I actually am, to be honest. I never indulged in friendships or relationships with others. It’s just always been survival. The only person I had any kind of positive relationship was my mother. I don’t know my father but because of my hair color, I’m fairly certain my father was Christian Bartoa. I know he frequented the slave cells whenever he was bored, and the urge arises so it doesn’t surprise me, but I don’t intend to ever claim him nor carry his surname. The thought of actually SPEAKING to Damien makes me feel a weird sense of anxiety. I’m unsure if i

A month had passed since the masquerade. A month since the stranger with molten-gold eyes touched her hand beneath the chandeliers and awakened something impossible inside her. And ever since that night, nothing had felt normal. The silver mark beneath her collarbone appeared randomly now. Sometimes it burned so hot it stole the breath from her lungs. Other times it glowed faintly beneath her skin while she slept, illuminating the darkness around her like moonlight trapped beneath flesh. Worse still, Moonshadow—the wolf spirit that had finally awakened inside her after years of painful emptiness—had become strangely protective.