Dark Emperor Novels & Stories

Asalan Enlim says, dismissing them all. They filed out, leaving the room without turning their backs to the Emperor until they reached the door frame. They now again and leave, closing the door behind them. Silence engulfs them in the room as Una takes in the features she has not yet seen in the room. The intricate designs and pieces laid out across the room made no sense to her at all. "Are you the emperor they speak of?" Una asked, taking steps down the bedstand to stand in front of him. He might be the emperor here, but she was not from this timeline. She knew nothing about her at all. "What year are you from?" The Emperor asked her.

“Well go see who is at the door for you. Tell them that I made breakfast burritos! I can always get them with that.” “O-Okay.” With a burrito in hand, I shuffled out of the kitchen. I wonder who could be at the door. “G-Grandpa who-” I peered around the corner, eyes widening at who I saw standing, more like towering, in front of my Grandpa. Towering figure, intense blackish brown eyes, huge tan, tattooed covered muscle, and a handsome, emotionless stoic face. I jerked back. What was Axel doing here?

Ember commands something deeper. I crest a ridge of jagged obsidian and stop. The sight nearly knocks the breath from my lungs. She stands at the center of a vast expanse of black glass. Shadow demons, thousands of them, form a massive circle around her. Horned giants, winged creatures with burning eyes. Beasts older than kingdoms. Every single one bowed. Not in fear, in reverence. Ember stands in the center of them like a queen who has finally stepped onto the throne she was always meant to claim. Gold light moves faintly through the darkness around her body, weaving through the shadows as if the realm itself were bowing to her. For a moment, I can only stare. In all my years here, I have n

I gesture my hand again for them to stop talking. ‘They still believe we are responsible for the deaths of the humans and some of their pack members. But, during all this, Alpha Maximus’s daughter, Lylah, was there, and it turns out we are blood flames.’ ‘Master has found his blood flame,’ they gasp. ‘We finally have our lady to serve,’ others say.

I asked the soldier as he was turning to leave us. “The Flame Dragon Empire…” the soldier replied in a low voice. No more needed to be said. All our eyes dropped to the floor as the full-scale of the situation sank in. There was no way we could win a war against the Flame Dragon Empire, the biggest, wealthiest, and most ruthless empire in this region. This war isn’t something totally unexpected, rather it was just a matter of time before our land along with many of our neighboring towns would be under attack.

His golden armor melted into slag as his corpse swelled—choked with compressed starfire that had been bound inside him since the dawn of time. A high, keening whine rose from the sand, growing louder and sharper with every breath—pebbles and debris lifting into the air, floating in a gravity no longer his. The God‑Emperor had not died as mortals do. His divine core was collapsing. A Solar Extinction Supernova. An unstoppable chain reaction that in less than ten seconds would detonate with enough force to erase the Sacred Coast, the Imperial Army… and this entire continent from the face of the world.

“Ah... I know it. The Eastern Emperor must have come to avenge his son. The Eastern Emperor’s son, Patroclus Mooncrate, was in Pompeii, but Alex Rockefeller captured him via the spell formation.” Divine Monarch Vermilion Bird, Taika, and the others felt helpless after a moment of daze. The battle against the Northern Emperor was already very difficult, but now, the Eastern Emperor had arrived. They... couldn’t defeat him! Consequently, when the Eastern Emperor’s entire Painting of Mountains, Rivers, Lands, and Grains rushed out of the void, everyone saw that the most conspicuous ones were Northern Emperor Dust and his black-clothed guards. Surprisingly, the black hole did not suck away North

He looked like a dark god, cut from pale marble and left to breathe. The Vampire Emperor wore a tailored suit in charcoal and crimson. His hair was raven-black, his eyes, not that bright feral ruby my soldiers had, but a deep abyssal maroon. He didn’t sneer or play at being cruel. He didn’t need to. He just radiated an ancient, suffocating calm, way more terrifying than the Prince’s loud explosive temper. He didn’t have to shout over the wind. He spoke straight into my mind. You wield the fire of the earth, little Luna, the Emperor’s voice pressed in, cold and smooth as polished glass. But fire cannot burn a vacuum. If your ghost-ships touch my blood-barrier, your entire armada will be atomi

"Damn you!" "Hey, I told you I would take one of you with me, didn't I? Come accompany me to the underworld!" said the evil emperor, immediately embracing the figure. The light that had been blinding became even more blinding, and then a huge explosion that destroyed the surrounding area occurred in the demon world. Because of the explosion, the sky of the demon world, which had been dark for a long time, revealed a beautiful sky due to the evil emperor's explosion. "Damn it, pufff!"

The Ghostgator was basking in the moonlight when it suddenly jumped up and let out a deep growl. The old man lazily waved his hand. "Calm down. It's just an old friend visiting." A stream of light appeared before the old man. Then, it transformed into a man with soft features. "Duncan, I haven't seen you in decades. You look more handsome than ever." Duncan Mikkel, otherwise known as the Human Emperor, said nothing. He just sat down and stared at the old man.