Emperor Book Novels & Stories

Victor Hale’s empire had fallen. And for Adriana Cole the powerful billionaire who had spent years fighting the world alone something far more valuable than victory had finally appeared in her life. Love. A new beginning. And a future she would never face alone again.

"Emperor!" Perla hurriedly came forward to greet Lucas. "What?" Aubrey couldn't help but take a few steps back when he heard Perla call Lucas Emperor. He looked at Lucas in astonishment. "The Emperor?" Seeing that Perla was respectful to Lucas, he knew that Lucas was really the Emperor of the Zombie Kingdom. "Hmm?" Perla was stunned upon seeing Aubrey. Immediately after, her fair face became extremely alert as she asked, "Realm Lord of Heaven Realm, Aubrey?"

It was pure. “They dared to piss on our gates, then went home by laying our dogs on pure trash,” the Emperor whispered, his voice creeping slowly through the pores of every elder present. Not a cry of fury, but rather a promise of absolute death. "Alexander Sterling... you may be immune to banking sabotage, but let's see if your European fangs are immune to pure dragon blades." The Emperor stood up. His golden silk robe fluttered. For a hundred years, he never left his throne in Asia. But tonight, pure imperial prestige had been slapped right in his face!

The guard nodded and stepped aside, allowing me to pass without further incident. Rebecca stepped aside and motioned for me to enter her office. I stepped in, eyes widened with admiration. The walls were adorned with large paintings that depicted portraits of powerful figures from history, each one radiating strength and power. There was a luxurious sofa on one side of the room, while the other side boasted an imposing mahogany desk with a chair fit for a king behind it.

I looked at him, my vision blurring slightly. He stood and took a velvet box from a servant, opening it. Inside was not a diamond ring, it was a pure gold family ring. "Isabella," he said, his gaze steady and intense. "This ring represents half of the power of the De Luca family. "I place it in your hands." "From today on, you are not only the heir of the Costa family. "You are also the lady of the De Luca family." I looked at him. At the man powerful enough to shake the entire mafia world, then standing before me, offering half his empire without hesitation.

They were wizards, in Kade’s eyes, of making the world of the rich and powerful dance to their tune. He was too young to remember a time before Sinclair and Associates—their first, noisier, more public child, in a sense. By the time he was born, the empire was firmly established, its roots sunk deep in the foundations of the city. It wasn’t until he was a newly-minted teenager that he understood the full nature of what it meant to be at the head of that empire. What it meant to be a Sinclair and to carry so much power, so openly in his name itself.

, he spoke so confidently, Alexis forgot the whole ordeal they went through and laughed, then quickly winced at the throb in her stomach. “Oh no, is Alastair’s pride hurt?” She teased and received a playful glare. “Be careful now Plebeian”, Amidst their unconscious flirting they didn’t notice the bewildered soldiers that stared at the notoriously evil emperor. ‘This guy is that emperor?... there’s no way’ He looked to be in pain and still spoke gently. At that moment they all recognised the falsehood of those rumours and decided to dedicate their lives to this new emperor.

Chief Kaius asserted. "Were you not witness to what happened ten years ago, Kaius? History has repeated itself and you are telling me not to banish her to the Alcatraz forever? You do not command me or tell me what to do. I am Emperor and my word is final." Chief Kaius silenced his next words. There was no point in arguing with the emperor when he had already made up his mind. With one last glance at his brother, Chief Kaius sighed deeply and stalked off, leaving the emperor to his thoughts and anger.

For years I believed my greatest accomplishment was the empire I built. But standing there in the quiet, I realized something deeper. The empire had been a chapter. The woman who built it had become the story. Later that morning, I opened the old notebook one last time. The first sentence I had written years ago stared back at me: An empire is not what you build around you. It’s what you refuse to let collapse within you. I smiled softly and added one more line beneath it. And once you learn that truth, you are free to live.

incomprehensible somehow. "That's nonsense." He glared at me. "No, it is called a condition. Just memorize it and don't question it." I narrowed my sight at him but all he did was roll his eyes to the side. I started reading the thick book which humans called a dictionary that contained all words they use. Lansford said that if I memorize its content, I would be able to understand what was written on each document he would give me. But to be honest, even if I had good memorization skills, I would not be able to keep all these words in my mind if I was given only one day to read them.