Owl House Emperor Belos Novels & Stories

], and it even has a picture of a cute little puppy on a signboard and everyone from the upper realm quickly retorts in their mind. [Puppy my ass!! that’s an Emperor stage spirits beast!!]

The Oracle banged his fist on his desk, an uncharacteristically dangerous look on his face. “I will have no more talk of this. There is no darkness here. Everything is as is.” “You don’t want to ignore this, Your Holiness. You wouldn’t want to lose your state income, would you?” “You have no authority over things like that. Know your place,” the Oracle shot back. “The Emperor is not well. I am the next highest ranking official in this empire!” “That’s not true.” A knock was heard at the door. “The Empress is.” Orlov opened the door, and Ursa gracefully made her way in, respectfully curtsying towards the Oracle and nodding at Orlov.

"Thank you, Emir." "Come with me." Emir then led Oscar directly into the clan's territory. The Halcyon Clan, characterized by its essence, primarily lived in the depths of a frigid abyss, where icy winds occasionally swept through. As they passed by, the clan members greeted, "Mr. Conner." Within the Halcyon Clan, Emir, known as Mr. Conner, held the esteemed position of a supreme-ranked warrior of noble lineage. Oscar, draped in a black robe, quietly followed Emir to the entrance of a towering black palace—the Halcyon Clan's core of authority.

She points at Antonio and adds, “If the Blue Moon Pack is not annihilated by tonight, I will punish you and your entire family! Do you understand?” “We need to find if they are behind this-” “Kill them all,” Venus grits. “And that is my final order!” She storms off with Ivan in tow. Only Oswald stays back, watching his mother leave. He is a boy of only thirteen with ginger hair like his mother and a lot of freckles on his face. Even though he is the second Prince, he does not have the red eyes of a Lycan and is weaker than the other Lycans. The Emperor barely looks at him out of shame but the boy is kind and gentle. He is also an adept swordsman, having been trained by Brandon himself.

The Emperor said instead of answering the Emperess. The two kissed their Mother goodnight and left the tent, with Baihe looking back with a worried face. When they had left, the Emperor sat on his bed and sighed. “Well, what happened? Are they destroyed or not?” The Emperess asked, seeing that her husband was not speaking. “We have underestimated Blake Elon,” The Emperor said, recounting everything that had taken place at the fortress; the ability to render everyone immobilized and unable to move his consciousness scared him to his core.

PRINCESS ROWENA'S POV "We called the Great Oracle to test the accuracy of your destiny as the heir of Elowen's crown. The test will without doubt be painful. I expect you to withstand it without embarrassing me," I say to my royal slave, Abel Everhart, the fate's chosen emperor. No one had anticipated the heir to be human since werewolves have always been the dominant species. But Abel's beauty makes him look like a devine species. I would not subject him to more pain if there was another way of affirming without doubt that he is the crown's heir.

Alpha Erick POV Isabella and I drive to Cassie's house. This is crazy, all of this is crazy. I am beginning to loathe the imperial wolf pack and all of their ridiculous ways. I drive as fast as I can to get to baby Belle. Isabelle seems ready for anything. I want the imperials gone from here. They need to relocate and go somewhere else. I look over at her. She is not the same. Becoming a vampire has not been easy on her. I thought vampires were young and strong, but Isabella is old and weak. "I have to ask one thing," I say to her.