Demonic Magic emperor

A dark and gloomy villa stood in the middle of the barren landscape, hidden from sight by a perched hedge. It was phenomenal and spectacular, but it makes it appear to have succumbed to a sullen and ominous atmosphere, both inside and out. A lanky hedge and gnarled shrubs give off the impression that the house has indeed been overlooked. The rainstorm seeping from the sewer pipes made the place appear miserable and dispirited. Needless to say, the house appeared razed to the ground and devoid of life. The house was made of rune stone that had been smeared darker in spots by downpours, sending it an insidious demeanor even during the day. The window frames were all padlocked and bricked up in steel frames and woods, as if what was inside would have been too grotesque to see, trying to give the impression that someone must have attempted to prevent something horrible from escaping. People have claimed that the residence was plagued by the witch who died there, but there has been no tangible evidence to substantiate their claims. It was even widely speculated that the villa was venomous and mowed down the leaves of trees that come into direct contact with its concrete pillars. People also construed a terrifying presumption that whoever tries to enter the house will never make it out alive because there is something inside that you would never dare to see with your very own eyes. Whatever was real or not, it was unmistakably foreshadowing, exponentially cold and savage at a hundredth of a thousand glances. A breathtaking doll sat competently on a rocking chair inside the house. Waiting complacently for someone brave and heroic enough to unravel the abominable and ghoulish mystery and paradox behind her enchanting, spine-chilling smile.

I smiled a bit. I ran my fingers on my iphone. I beckoned my men to shoot his men. They were on the ground in a second, wet in their own blood. I saw she was glaring at me in my eyes. Nobody dared to look in my eyes, she did. Her bewilder eyes were making her more sexy and hot. I paced toward her, gripping from her waist. She was giving me a touching rose petals feeling. I knew what I was going to do. I clutched her tightly and jumped from the railing~~~~~~~ Duante Rego, the international business tycoon, mafia emperor, cruel with badness, ruthless, no mercy for wrong, powerful. It changed his life when he met long wavy haired beauty and he claimed her as his wife at gunpoint. Eveleen Kashyap is a sweet, fun loving, brave, innocent girl. Who is away from this mafia evilness. She attended a family function with her friends, which changed her life. First she met her kidnapper, then Emperor of the Mafia world. Who hooked her up as his wife.

The useless, untalented, plain-looking, and spoiled Fourth Prince of the Imperial family is the black sheep of the imperial family especially compared to his respected and talented siblings. But when tragedy strikes the Imperial family he is forced to take upon danger in assisting and leading the remains of the Forbidden army to rejoin its General his Second Brother with his identity concealed. All the while secretly practicing Demonic Cultivation in secret to avoid being disowned. Also nursing his unrequited love for the cold God Of War, the revered General Fan. His Trials and Tribulation has begun.

The injured Shadow was thrown into the novel made by her best friend's fiance, unwillingly. When she opened her eyes, a high graphic game-like message flickered in front of her eyes. [{Welcome mortal} - Register name: Shadow - Gender: handsome lady - Code name: SS50 - Title: The Emperor of the Underworld. - Height: 150cm (short)] After she received the bizarre message from supposed trusted companions, the sense of betrayal messing up her whole system, driving her tired mind to the beyond insanity. And she knew she was done for.

Fallon Presley is different. She has a little something peculiar about her, but she embraces her oddness. Fallon never feels like she belongs with her family. She knows they love her, but she never fits in with the extended family. When her family suddenly dies in a car accident, she is left to sort through the family estate. With the help of her best friend, Bruce Andrews, they begin the task that opens up the mystery of who Fallon Presley is and where she came from. Fallon and Bruce step into a world of magic, witches, wolves, vampires, and the supernatural. Somewhere between the magic elements and the supernatural, Fallon finds herself, her true love , and maybe a little hidden magic.

Rita Tuma is a witch who has never practiced. Her mother enrolls her into a schools for supernatural creatures where she makes quick friends and also attracts attention from the wolf Nathan, the vampire Zach and witch Derek. But this attention isn't all good. How will Rita navigate her powers and navigate an enemy she doesn't know she has?