Pacha Emperor's New Groove Novels & Stories

I said seeing Emperor weapon locking with his Hydra Splatling with my Rainmaker. Grace closed her eyes grabs her Splat Dualies, then skates towards Emperor, she sees a piece of debris as a ramp, as she jumps into the air with the use of the debris ramp, and point blank fire her ink as it directly hits Emeperor’s right side of his face wear the Brainwashed Paste was located, “Grace!?” I said with shock, “ Don’t worry Inkcanius I can do this” said Grace, I was shocked to see Grace have the courage to face Emperor, the person that bullied Emperor it was unheard of, “I made a mistake bullying Emperor but now I can make amends… Mankey and Thorn Rose and Inkcanius, let me deal with Emperor alone”

Then Chu Xun jumped out. The Immortal Emperor suddenly turned around with a moment of astonishment on his face. He couldn't believe that someone could rush out of a space rift. Slap! With a crisp and loud slap, the Immortal Emperor rolled in the air and flew backward. Everyone was stunned. The Immortal Emperor was slapped tens of thousands of meters away by Chu Xun. The crisp sound of the slap made him feel pain. The Immortal Emperor froze. He was not angry but a little confused. It seemed he had been slapped. He felt pain on his face. Yes! He had been slapped.

Elara watched the city breathe from the penthouse window. Night lights blinked like promises that never kept. The room smelled of lemon and old perfume. Glass and steel held everything together up here. It fit Adrian—clean, sharp, cold. He came in without knocking. He moved like a man used to being obeyed. He took off his coat and did not look at her. He poured himself a drink with hands that did not tremble. “Elara.” His voice had no heat. “We sign tonight.”

Matt said with a smile. In the history of the empire, it was said that a deity favored Clandestine and decided to live here for some time before the war between the demons and the other beings. Since a deity was not allowed to help in the war, he sent his most favored fae and made him the emperor of Clandestine. As proof of their bond, the deity gave the emperor a very unique seed. Once it was grown, it would bless the land of the emperor who planted it.

Dorian's P.O.V My brows furrowed as the name struck a chord. Smashr….Smashr…where had I heard– It suddenly hit me like a pile of bricks. Smashrs was a fucking gay hookup site. The kind where guys traded dick pics like Pokemon cards and set up quick, meaningless fucks in parking lots and seedy hotel rooms. I stared at the notification for a long time, my stomach churning with rage. So this was why he ignored my tests after he ran out on me and hid behind a fucking light pole instead of talking to me. Rage and curiosity boiled something bitter in me and I pressed the home button, frowning as the lock screen popped up. It was a six-digit passcode.

"Never. Do. That. Again." Devrim felt the urge to punch Gandr but refrained. The Emperor had experienced the sensation of falling through space and time before his backside landed on the dirt floor. Fortunately the room on the other side of the wall where the Emperor landed was empty. Devrim had waited patiently for the halfling to join him, but the anger had not subsided when Gandr finally appeared.

“Is he feeling guilty?” She chuckled softly. “I guess he’s human afterall”. Maya was so engrossed in her thoughts that she had forcefully bunoed into someone. She immediately bowed her head, apologizing. “I’m sorry”. When she looked up she saw that the person she’d bumped into was Kylin. “Huh?”. Maya said with recognition as she apologized once more. “I’m really sorry” “You’re Alexa PA, aren’t you?’ Kylin asked. “Yes”-

Aria reached for my arm and Tacha stepped closer from the other side like I was something that needed containing, which made it worse, and not necessarily better. Eric and Josh were back on their feet now, dusting themselves off the invisible dust with the specific energy of people trying to pretend they had not just been knocked to the floor in under thirty seconds by one person who was not even breathing hard when he walked out. "What are we going to do next?" Eric asked, looking at me.

I lowered my eyes, my throat tightening. As he leaned closer, reaching toward my abdomen, his gaze suddenly froze on my phone screen. It was still showing the video. "Don't watch it. It's just an act." He picked up my phone and blocked Sofia's account without hesitation. "Sofia is the most favored principessa of the Costa family," he said calmly, as if explaining something insignificant. "The Russo family has been stuck at this stage for too long. If we want to expand, we have to work with the Costas.