Emperor Death Novels & Stories

, 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.

Gilliam hypothesized. “How do you know it’s not from an enemy empire.” “These attacks seem more personal than war-scale. If it was from the Disciples, or Olympus, or especially the Senses, we’d definitely be feeling more than just two deaths from our ex-operatives,” he explained. GD was in confusion with twitter twatter of eternally incoherent names. “Disciples? Olympus? Senses? What?” he had to audibly utter his dubiety. Pierre also didn’t answer so he had more time to piece those together. But aside from an entire life-worth of shiritori and one “Hearing Zeus the Beloved” title of a book later, the Baron was also not expressing any comments to that statement.

There, right beside my husband Brandon in the photo, was my so-called best friend, Melissa. … Snapping out of it, I stared at Melissa's two-faced expression. She must have known about the lottery win by then. They had probably plotted the whole thing, faking his death to pocket the cash. "Noelle, don't take it so hard. You're already unwell. What if Brandon's death makes you worse?" I shrugged off Melissa's hand and asked with eerie calm, "Where's Brandon's body? I want to see him." Melissa blinked, thrown off by my composure. "In the ward," she stammered.

“I’ll make them beg for mercy. I won’t spare anyone. Tell me who.” “He died of cardiac arrest,” Zavier says evenly. “No one killed him.” For a split second, grief cracks through Dominic’s mask, impossible to hide, before vanishing just as quickly. Too many of his security guards are watching him. “When is the funeral?” he asks. “Done,” Zavier says. Dominic looks at him with anger burning in his eyes, but says nothing. “What’s the good news?” he asks, regaining control. Zavier doesn’t hesitate.

The timestamp proved it. Which meant one of two things. Either the photograph was fake. Or Marcus Holloway never died. The realization sent chills through her body. She looked at Damian. He had reached the same conclusion. "Another fake death." The words barely left her lips. Yet the implications were enormous. Thomas Vale. Possibly murdered. Evelyn Blackwood. Possibly alive. Marcus Holloway. Possibly alive. The pattern was becoming terrifyingly clear. People weren't dying. People were disappearing.

“I was tortured, humiliated, suffered great injustice, and was at the jaws of death but today, I stand here as the First Female Emperor. It means that the creator has always been on my side. So, I rule as he dictates for me. I do not rule by my power. He is above me in truth and I convey his words as mine.” The Emperor after her also followed the rules but was struck dead by lightning a week after he became Emperor. So, the people started to make assumptions. Some said it was because of the royal pronouns. Others said that the creator was angry because of Emperor Dorothy’s death. But whatever the truth was, the royal pronouns were abolished in the Royal household.

I took a step toward Bill so I could attempt to see around him and find out what had caused the noise I’d heard, but stopped to look at him and said, “No. Fuck MID. I won’t stop pursuing them until I’m dead in the ground.” A look of sorrow and regret crossed over Bill’s face, and then I saw something round in his hands as he lifted them over his head, “Sorry, Boss,” he said before I heard a sickening crack and everything went black.

"Master, things have come to this point, we can no longer worry only about ourselves, now the only choice is to rely on the Death God, join forces with them, and then all will come temporarily. In the world of space, completely destroy that brat." The Great Fire Emperor's eyes widened at this moment. "There must be a Death God taking action. Dealing with Tadhg Walter should not be a problem." "This method is completely accurate and good, but the consequences are extremely disastrous." Void Kill Emperor shook his head, his eyes turned illusory. "Death God is like me, living in countless civilizations, he is the destroyer, I am the founder, the two of us have always wanted to get the other's b

Soon, a bloodied severed head fell off! Everyone was left dumbstruck again, their hearts skipping a beat. A Demi-Emperor rank was killed in an instant! Didn't that mean that Eldin was a solid Emperor rank? "Woah!!!" Everyone gasped loudly again, gaping!

The Emperor had long known that Cathy was someone planted by Sky Pavilion, but he had fallen in love with her and was unwilling to kill her. However, the Emperor wanted to kill Barry, so during the final battle, the imperial told Barry, “If I die, she will die too. I have asked my trusted aide to stay by her side and kill her when she receives the news of my death.” The Emperor added, “But if you die, I will protect her for the rest of my life to keep her safe. She will always be a noble and mighty imperial concubine.” Barry was about to succeed, but he finally chose to give up the world to save Cathy.