Emirichu X Daidus Mga Nobela at Kwento

He could put on rags and still make it look like a clothing for the runway. Emilia was dressed in a purple summer dress that stop at the middle of her thighs paired with black flats to compliment. Her hair was let down today, dancing with the wind. Like Liam, she also had a pair of sunglass but hers was used as a band for her hair. “ Of course Lucia.” Emilia replied Lucia with a huge smile on her face. Liam was at the side talking to his father. It looked like they were having a serious conversation but Emilia decided not pry too much.

I said. “When we’re done with the wedding ceremony, you will officially become my wife. Although men of Darukai can have many women, they only have one official wife. Then when I become the next emperor, you will automatically become the empress because you are my wife. That is how it works here,” Ren explained. “I see. That makes sense,” I mumbled as I took in this new piece of information. Marrying Ren was something that I looked forward to. The same cannot be said about becoming the next empress. I mean, me as the empress?! The thought scares me so much that I just wanted to pass out to escape the burden of it all.

"I buried two sons of the guard this week—men killed by those who listened to Arion's whispers. If I let you go unchallenged, I'll bury twenty more by dawn." "You always were the Queen's hound," Emeric sneered. "And you," Xavier said, drawing his blade with a ring of finality, "were my friend." The swordplay was brief, but brutal—a flurry of trained instinct. Sparks flew as steel clashed, boots skidding over marble. Blood dripped where Emeric's blade nicked Xavier's shoulder, but Xavier's next move was decisive. A twist. A lunge. Steel met flesh. Emeric fell to his knees, eyes wide in shock, breath hitching. "I… would've followed you anywhere, once."

, I urge them and they stand. The person standing beside Elijah is huge and dark skin, long hair so I supposed he is a Darc. The Darcs are known for their long hair, their scary aura, their males name starts with a T and their female is with a V. The El Musharc, they all have curly hair and are known for their jewelry. A Vahemir, their women all have blonde hair and are so graceful, their men I honestly don’t know. I never met a Vahemir. But I know what we all have in common is arrogance. The man beside the bulky fella is a slender man. His grey eyes are mesmerizing, he is light skin. His hair is packed with a strand falling out.

Veluven is said to be a "blessed empire". According to its history, the very first emperor named Ydar is a god so Imperial family members will inherit healing and shapeshifting abilities. The empire's current emperor is a man named Tyrolin. He has 3 sons and a daughter: Zion, the Crown Prince , next is Henry, third is Pelird, Lastly, we have Princess Yana, the youngest of them all. Emperor Tyrolin had 2 lovers. The current empress who is the mother of Zion and Pelird. There's also Consort Ruby who died when Henry was 7.

Dainiel could only see the build of this person, but based on the strange height and shape, this person must be a woman. “Finally, the time has come. We will begin our game Ameira, it is called; 'The Game of Death'. Either you die for them or they die for you. Try to catch me, if you can," she evilly whispered as she glanced at the young woman sitting on the ground.

Then Darius returned to his chair across from Emos and leaned forward, with his gleaming eyes. “You have two choices,” he said. “First, you tell me everything—why you crossed into our land, what you planned to do with our Luna, and why you wanted our Alpha dead. Everything. If you cooperate, I’ll make sure your family dies quickly. Painlessly.” Emos blinked, stunned. Quick death wasn’t the usual reward for compliance. He frowned. “That’s your idea of mercy?” Darius’ grin widened, cruel and cold. “Because the second option is far worse. You stay quiet, and I sell your wife and daughter into the slave trade, I mean to become sex workers."

They laughed and walked away to go talk. Saphira walked to a table with drinks on it, took one, then turned to walk away when a scent hit her so hard, she stiffened and tried to find the source. She looked around but couldn't find anyone. She finally chalked it up to her imagination and turned to walk away but ran straight into a wall. When she looked up, she realized it wasn't a wall, but the most incredible man she had ever seen. He reached to touch her face, and she leaned into his touch. The sparks were enough to make her forget her manners completely until she heard the deepest voice she had ever heard, "My beautiful mate. Might I know your name and where you are from?" Saphira looked i

Duante's POV I bottomed out my drink. It pissed me off when she pointed the gun at herself. She was going to hurt her. I've told her I don't feel for her. Fu**! I can't keep her out of my thoughts. She is driving me crazy. It's a pure feeling. I don't want her forcibly. People didn't dare to come near me. Today I allowed them, because I wanted to prove my wife wrong. I'm an international businessman, not just it, I'm The Mafia Emperor. My eyes were searching for my girl. I saw remorse in her eyes when these girls were swaying around me to catch my attention which I ignored like always. I put the empty glass down and picked up the second one. I sipped from my second drink. My eyes were fishin

“That’s true. Other methods might lead to deceit, but this one is the least likely to be deceptive,” Freya answered. But aside from that, Adrian and Freya needed to understand their current situation. By reading the leader’s memories, Adrian learned they were in a maritime immortal region and that the people he had just fought were from a faction called Daemaxim. Their disturbance in the shattered space had alerted Daemaxim, prompting them to send people to hunt Adrian down.