Emperor Invincible Novels & Stories

Just to witness. The skyline shimmered. Strong. Independent. Alive. So was I. And that— After everything— Was the only empire that truly mattered.

Very interesting. I walked a little closer beside him, studying his expression shamelessly. “Magnus noticed, didn’t he?” Silence. Then, “Yes.” Simple. Cold. Reluctant. But honest. I let out a quiet laugh before I could stop myself. The terrifying Tyrant Emperor, feared across kingdoms, apparently unable to pretend interest in women long enough to satisfy royal expectations. That was deeply entertaining. “You’re enjoying this too much,” Ragnar muttered. “A little.” “You should stop.” “I won’t.”

"Now, let's talk business." Lucas turned his gaze to me. The soldier slowly lowered the gun from my temple, but stayed close enough to end my life in a heartbeat. "The Amelia problem," Lucas began, his voice calm yet terrifying. "I heavily invested in Qunnix because it was supposed to be a clean, highly profitable front for my operations. Now, your resurrected ex-wife is parading around with Jared Donovan, threatening to bring down the board, the investors, and the entire corporate structure." "I can handle it, Mr. Giovanni," I pleaded, my voice shaking. "I had a restraining order signed today—"

Fragile, even. My chest contracts in a way that pisses me off. Her eyes lift and find mine. Blue meeting blue. The chapel disappears. For a second, it’s just us. She’s beautiful. The kind of beautiful that makes a man angry about it. My jaw ticks. My mouth goes dry. “I shouldn’t want her,” I mutter under my breath. Valerio hears. He always does. His lips twitch into a smirk. “Careful, amico,” he murmurs without turning his head. “Someone might think you’re human.”