Xenomorph Emperor Novels & Stories

Control. Now I had all three. And ten years alone with them. Veylor’s deep, commanding voice cut through the roar of the waves with unshakable authority. “The only person capable of entering the Void without succumbing to its Miasma is the Emperor himself,” he began. “His essence was forged from the Void, shaped from its raw chaos. The Miasma recognizes him as one of its own, and thus, he walks within it freely while others falter, enslaved, or destroyed.”

"No one ever taught you manners, poor little orphan, so you end up chasing fantasies that don't belong to you." She raised her chin slightly. "Too bad that crown was never yours. Hand it over, and I'll pretend none of this happened." The more generous she sounded, the more contempt filled the eyes around us. I had no patience left for that, so I pulled out my phone, ready to call someone to check the surveillance footage. Before I could dial, a shadow fell over me. Vincent had returned. He grabbed my wrist, his grip so tight it felt like he might crush the bone.

Powerful enough to dominate the entire room without speaking a single word. A long dark coat draped across his massive frame, embroidered with silver markings resembling claw scars across the chest. A black mask covered the upper half of his face. But nothing could hide his eyes. Molten gold it carried ancient power and predatory. The entire ballroom subtly shifted around him. Nobody bowed. No announcement was made. Yet every Alpha in the room instinctively moved aside as he walked. Power rolled off him so heavily Kaelith could almost feel it pressing against her skin. “What territory is he from?” she whispered.

The man standing before her was taller than she expected. Broad shoulders. Dark tailored suit. Black tie. Sharp features. Cold gray eyes. The kind of face magazines loved. The kind of face villains probably practiced in mirrors. Power radiated from him effortlessly. Danger too. He didn't look human. He looked carved from stone. Damian Blackwood. For seven years she had imagined this moment. She'd imagined shouting. Accusing. Hating. Instead, her mind went completely blank. His gaze settled on her ID badge. Then on her face.

The young man who looked like an elf but a bit with greenish hued skin instead of elvish milky smooth skin, replied to him, "I am Oron. Or you can say a little bit of leftover consciousness of the previous owner of this body." "Oh… So you are the lecherous ex-tenant?" Azalias folded his hands on his chest and replied sarcastically, thinking that because of this fucking leacher, he had to go through so much pain and trouble. Though the night was a welcoming event, he liked wholeheartedly.

The Flaming Phoenix let out fierce cries and charged straight at the Blood Emperor. The Blood Emperor snorted. The roar of the sea of blood rolled up monstrous waves of blood and swept toward the Flaming Phoenix. The Flaming Phoenix charged straight into the sea of blood. With an explosion, purple flames spread across the sea of blood. A roiling bloody fog rose like a cloud with the shape of mushrooms. The Blood Emperor snorted angrily. Huge waves rose from the sea of blood and extinguished the spreading purple flames. The Blood Emperor raised his eyes. To be exact, he raised two bloody holes. His so-called eyes were also covered with wriggling blood and looked very disgusting. He looked at

James was confused. Txomin said, “Your physical body was reshaped by the Hadean Clan’s Grand Emperor. Since you have the Grand Emperor’s aura, you won’t encounter any danger while you’re in the Great Dividing Range. As long as you can find Xandros and awaken him, he’ll tell you what to do.” James looked at Txomin. He was confounded. Why would a member of the Demon Race be so desperate to save a human Grand Emperor? “P-Patriarch, could you be a human?”

Chi la! It was like a full tomato that was cut open at this moment. The giant face was immediately torn apart. But soon, countless vengeful ghosts rushed out. These vengeful ghosts condensed into a twisted gray fog, which healed the wound in an instant. The pressure on the giant face did not weaken at all. The zombie emperor was much stronger than Xander Faris! Even if Xander Faris burned his Natal Genuine Vitality, he only broke the giant face's defense at that moment.

Zephyr Khan knew a little about the Fighting Ape Emperor. It was rumored that this person wasn't a true human. His body still flowed with half of the blood of a vicious beast, and this vicious beast was a matchless and terrifying vicious beast - the Golden Demonic Ape!

The emperor growls in frustration, his brilliant blue eyes spark with anger. “For years, you have been taking people who defy me under your care and custody. That alone is treason,” the emperor says in a deep voice. “Give her to me and leave with dignity. She’s too innocent for this life of running you’re putting her through. You never asked her permission before making her part of your Deviant Splinters.” But my dad won’t budge. He growls deeply, anger erupting as he shifts under the energy of the full moon and launches an attack on the emperor. His sharp claws sink into the emperor’s chest.