Emperor Book Novels & Stories

People say he’s a myth. “You look scared, princess.” His voice snaps me out of it. I glance around. The speakeasy is thinning out. Only a few attendants remain, too attentive, too still. Watching. “The Godfather, Dominic Ventura?” I ask. “You thought he was a myth?” Zavier’s smirk turns colder. “He’s not.” I follow his line of sight.

I imagined eyes watching me from the dark, eyes of people who would know me, eyes of those sent to find the Emperor’s mysterious helper. My mind played the beggar’s words over and over: "The Emperor… marrying the girl who saved him… Liora…" How simple it was, how impossible, it was almost funny. If only they knew. If only *he* knew. The Emperor, the powerful ruler of Kaldor, was about to marry a lie without knowing it. And the person who had made that lie happen was now running away, scared of what would happen.

LUCY I matched back into the room to replug my phone, then went into the Living room to find Aurelio awake, stretching languidly. God-damned it, this man is fucking hot. I noticed he'd showered and changed into flesh clothes while I was asleep. The white shirt and black jeans he wore gave him that simple vibe, and still made him look more stunning. He sure knows how to wear his clothes because he looks fantastic in both casual and office wear.

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.

"His Highness, the Imperial Grandson, has returned!" The cries echoed one after another, rippling outward through the entire palace like waves. Outside the Emperor's private chambers, the chief steward Edmund Linton came out to greet us personally. His eyes were red-rimmed. "Your Highness, His Majesty has been waiting for you." The doors opened. A thick medicinal smell washed over us. On the great canopied bed, the old Emperor reclined against cushions. He was gaunt and withered, barely recognizable from a year ago. The moment he saw Adrian, tears welled up in his clouded eyes.

“You just need to take care of the house.” “Why would you lie about something like this?” “Do you even understand how embarrassing this is?” His voice grew colder. “I’m meeting the CEO next Wednesday. If I bring this out…” “I’ll look like a joke.” Before Aurelia could speak, he tore the contract apart. The sound was sharp, Violent Paper ripping through silence. Fragments scattered into the air, falling slowly like snow. The unopened box beside it was knocked aside carelessly, sliding across the floor. Aurelia crouched down, one piece at a time. She picked them up. Quietly and carefully, each fragment felt heavier than it should.

“You’ve been looking at him from time to time.” I took a deep breath and began, “Emperor Marcus Aurelius Antoninus. He was one of the greatest Romans. In fact, he was part of a continuous line of the so-called Five Good Emperors. They ruled the empire with good governance, wisdom, and virtue. Well, that’s what history books said about him.” He tilted his chin. “Ah, well-versed in history, aren’t you?” “It’s a future career of mine,” I replied with a shrug. “I wanted to go to Rome and study their ruins someday.” That wouldn’t happen anyway since I’d be dead if I got recalled.

Josh answered to me "Oh right, I have a question regarding that. I just realized that if Read is the King of the whole underworld then what about this Emperor? I noticed last night that he was like a Royal more than Read." "It's because Read is just a King by power but the Emperor has more land, money, and people," Andrew answered "How come Read is defeated by an Emperor who has those things?" I exclaimed shock that someone can overthrow Read's power by some Money. "People tend to go with those who have money, you know how things work now. If you got power but don't have some cha-ching then your out."

As the Emperor came close ; Chelsea saw his face was working furiously , he looked nowhere jolly and the kind hearted Emperor she had known , instead his face was blotchy with purple spots making him look like a bad black current ice cream . " CLOVERS! " he roared and Chelsea along with her family had to take two steps back as spit was flying from the Emperor 's mouth as he spoke in fury " Clover! I thought I knew him - what I haven't done for that family ! Helped them run away away from Cannibals in war and settled them in here and this is what they returned to me ??,!"

"I thought you said the Emperor did not want to be disturbed?" Inal asked stepping back out of the dark room. "The emperor has gone on a stroll and asked that if anyone comes looking for him I should tell them that he doesn't want to be disturbed," Tiartu said. "Mother, I am glad to have found you here, "Aranar Enlim said. Aranar Enlim was the crown prince and he was just nine years of age. He had been looking around for his mom for a while.