El Regreso Del Emperador Novels & Stories

Emperor Narendra was shocked at his loyal friend’s sudden change. However, the emperor managed to defeat Remington in every battle. Filled with shame and rage, Remington vanished into the evening breeze without a sign. Everyone thought that he might have either changed his identity or been committed to an asylum. Merikh Remington, who was meant to be a forgotten memory, had unexpectedly returned to Hesmia with the most dramatic entrance. Nevertheless, the astrologer was right.

The image won’t leave. “Madame, we have arrived,” the driver said in a soft French accent, stepping out of the vehicle. I swallowed hard as my eyes lifted. The Palais D’Or ballroom glowed under night skylines, masked guests drifting in and out like ghosts dressed in gold and silk. Caspian Ventura. That greedy old monster. I am glad his son, Zavier, isn’t here tonight, which makes killing Caspian Ventura easier than I planned. “Are you ready?” Kael’s voice came through my earpiece.

The grim procession began. His troops followed in disciplined formation, their march steady and unbroken as they made their way back to Castrum. Their return journey was silent. Upon their arrival, an imperial messenger awaited them, a scroll clutched in his hand. A decree, bearing the seal of Emperor Tiberius Julius Caesar Augustus, the second emperor of Roman Empire. And his orders was clear: they were to return to their land and naval military base in Ravenna City, to its great port. Germanicus held his young son, who had fallen asleep after he picked him up, crying—from watching their procession from the roadside.

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

[YOUUUUUUUUUUUU IDDDIIIIIIOOOOOTTTTTTT! Like a loud bang, Mike's ear numbs out from the pain. As Imuthis appeared his head had been cleared like his headache disappear all of the sudden. His monster regeneration jumps in fixing every cell inside his body. Recovering from the loud bang Mike blurted out some insults to Imuthis. (WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR YOU MOTHERFUCKER! WHY THE HECK CAN YOU CONTROL THAT LARGE THING! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THAT IT'S FUCKING YOU!? ANSWER ME!)

Asalan Enlim says dismissing them all. They filed out leaving the room without turning their backs to the Emperor until they reach 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 had 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 bed stand 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.

could someone explain this to me and how did I revive and get reincarnated at this Era? Zelia look at the Emperor, "How about you?" "1500 years old."He said nonchalantly making her face even more unexplainable. "You're my great great great great great greatest grandfather?! I see, you're already an old man."She smirked while pointing her forefinger at him making his expressionless face frowned. The Emperor grabbed her waist and push her to the king bed size bed. The Emperor look at Reves and Mae like he is signalling them to leave their room and they receive his signal.

The impact launched him across the courtyard. He slammed into a stone pillar. The entire pillar shattered. The soldiers stopped fighting. Emily walked toward him. Her silver flames continued burning. He slowly stood. Blood ran from the corner of his mouth. And he smiled. "That's it." Emily frowned. "What?" "The Queen has returned." Emily raised her hand. "Don't call me that." "You don't understand." He wiped the blood away. "Your power isn't something you control." Emily's eyes narrowed. "Then what is it?"

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

I massaged my temples. "Mom, please be clear. What happened?" "Mindy… she slit her wrists. She's in the emergency room right now…" I had no choice but to take the next flight back overnight. As soon as I got off the plane, I saw Rick waiting at the exit, holding a bunch of roses. When he saw me, he smiled and walked toward me quickly. "Mindy, you're back. I came to pick you up—" Slap!