Emperor Manga Mga Nobela at Kwento

“No. The Emperor’s full name is Theodore Johnston. He’s from the side family of the Ancient Four’s Johnston family. Besides, the Ancient Four would never get themselves involved in the power struggle of the Solean court.” James was surprised. He never expected Gloom to have heard about the Ancient Four. It seemed that he was not merely a bodyguard. “Speak. What business do you have with me?” Gloom handed a document to James. James asked, “What’s this?” Gloom replied, “Since you’ve had a showdown with the Emperor, he’ll have to go. This is evidence of the Emperor’s crimes all these years. It should be enough to remove him from his position.” James flipped through the document and looked at Gl

Anamika thundered. Everyone froze, including Seraphina who was standing a few feet away. The image of the videos they’ve watched about their first Female Emperor, the story they’ve heard about her, and the image of her in their minds, all started rushing out in full force. Anamika spoke exactly how Emperor Dorothy used to. She was the First Emperor in the history of Hassride to ever use the royal pronouns. When asked why, her reply was:

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

Shivers go down his spine; he turns towards the severed body. The body dissolved into dust. Beyond him was only darkness. The darkness changed and, so with her, did the world. What was and what will be was a mystery now for everyone. II Liem, the sub-province of Temedir, end of the eleventh month. A time of unremembered change, a time of discord, the time of absolute despotism... the emperor's reign is slowly failing. Emperor Makoto knowing that the situation is getting worse; he fled to Grasmere, the right of authority he transferred to his advisor Kurou, until his heir comes of age. In the meantime, the power was growing in the hands of the shoguns (high kings) from the Matsushita family,

He looked strikingly similar to Joel. Emily furrowed her brows, reading the caption on the screen: "JOEL MANCHESTER, CEO OF EMPIRE WORLD CORPORATION." Her mouth fell open in disbelief. She rubbed her eyes and looked again, but it was still the same man and the same caption. Her mind raced, connecting all the dots: the bank accounts, the lavish lifestyle, the shopping spree. The man she was living with was indeed the CEO of Empire World Corporation. Everything suddenly made sense—the familiarity, the arrogance, and the inhuman aura he carried.

MEMORIES OF THE EMPEROR Diana Lu was a princess sent by the emperor as a tribute of peace for the dragon Emperor. “Shall we start the dance?” asked the Empress. “Yeah, go ahead,” said the Emperor. “Might as well get it over with.” He waved his hand to have the dancers ready. He sighed as he thought that it was going to be the same as usual. Boring and unentertaining.

I couldn’t help but ask. One of the guys turn and I’m instantly drawn to his eyes. The same blue eyes I saw three years ago. “We have every right to be here. Who exactly are you?” he asks. This asshole’s entitlement. I watch him take my sour gummies in his massive over grown hands and swallow them. This behemoth just ate my gummies. He just at my sweets. “Hey! Those are mine. Don’t eat those...” I say with a frown. “Oh yeah? What makes you think you’re entitled to anything in my dressing room?” he asks.

Even as he slammed into her at last, plunging her into whimpering ecstasy, even as he pushed her toward the limit again and again, as his teeth bore into her bottom lip and he pounded every scrap of thought and fear out of her, she felt the difference. This was lovemaking. Rough, dominating. Real. “You’re mine, Raven,” he hissed, exploding through her with another hard thrust. His hot balls squeezed against her as he bottomed out, filling her, Owning her. She knew what that meant now, fully: she was part of his empire. And what was his was precious to him. Not simple possession—but value. “I’m yours,” she gasped, almost crying around the need to cum. “I’m—arghh—yours…”

"What is your duty? To serve the Emperor's will! What is the Emperor's will? That we fight and die!"—chants from Warhammer 40,000 (videogame) (Content Warning—this chapter contains scenes of graphic violence and gore, reader's discretion is advised.) ** Ides of January, 41 AD The raw cry of—"Traitors!"—ripped through the torch-lit tunnel like a banshee’s wail. “Die!” SWISH THRUST “Urk—”

It satisfies me. Honestly, Emery is far from what I've expected. He has lived in Melbourne since he was eighteen and due to that, he has not act like a self-centred prince. He seems very humble and common; like a normal person. No one would have expected him to be royalty. Neither would I, at first.