Emperor Mark Invincible Mga Nobela at Kwento

the old advisor replied in a weak voice full of dread and anxiety. “Why does he always do this?! Entering enemy’s land all alone. Always doing thing without considering his position as the Crown Prince. Order the generals to go after him at once!” the Emperor yelled as he lost his temper. “Yes, Your Majesty…” the old advisor replied solemnly before bowing low and leaving the throne room.

These two words were enough to analyze this person's character. "Impudent. How dare you, an Immortal Master, be so insolent to me? I'm Invincible Immortal Emperor. No Face has nothing to do with me. Don't even think about smearing my reputation." No Face roared, and his eyes were full of killing intent. Chu Xun was in the Immortals and fought against three Immortal Emperors alone. He knew better than anyone how powerful the Immortals were. He thought Chu Xun was doomed.

I blinked my eyes hard, trying to see any resemblance between the Emperor and Dante. Dante looked like he was personally sculpted by the god of beauty, but his father seemed to have been trolled by the same god. The Emperor's nose was fat, round, and reddish; his salty grey beard was longer than my hair. A sparkling gold crown with a huge ruby in the centre adorned his mass of dry grey hair. Next, I studied his clothes. He was wearing a red cloak, black silk tunic and trousers, with gold armour and red leather boots.

Wayne explained as I nodded "The theme of today's ball is--" "Masquerade. We know, since he held it, he wants it to be a masquerade so people wouldn't know who he is." Read cut Andrew off "Is this Emperor a villain or what?" They all looked at me as I raised my brow expecting an answer. "This guy is evil, Inka," Wayne emphasizes "He literally stole a lot of shipments from the others so that he could have a lot of weapons" Josh stated as he rolled his eyes

Mark called out, Isaac was halfway through the hallway when he heard his voice, His footsteps paused and he turned around slowly. Isaac closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, “what is it?” he asked. “What if I sell you my shares?” he asked. Isaac frowned,” Why would you?” Isaac questioned. “Because what I am about to ask of you in return is way more precious than these shares,” said Mark. Isaac crossed his arms and looked at him with a curious look in his eyes, “Name Your price,” Said Isaac. With those words, a very blissful smile appeared on Mark’s face. “For every 2% share of mine, I want 1% share in the Emperor's State,” Mark replied with a smirk.

But if it was poison, I should have at least felt something was wrong in my body but I felt completely normal. Wait… I remember these marks on Fayalite as well but instead of appearing on her shoulder, it appeared on her left chest where Arsen marked her as his mate. No way! I shook my head to drive away from the thoughts that my mate was Ciel… there… there was just no way that it could happen. I mean, he was my enemy. He killed my people, he killed my clan and he was merciless towards me so he cannot be my mate. Moreover, I was not a hundred percent sure that he was the one who scratched or m-marked me yesterday. “Hey, what’s taking you so long to finish washing up?”

3rd Prince Carlos Relani Devion - he is a well-known battle freak, a bloodthirsty soldier, he is practically the same at the same time not with Felix the most gullible one. Then....... Emperor Cassius Vitalis - Devion - everyone describes him as an ice block, no one can look at him directly, lest their eyes itch just from his cold piercing glimpse. He is a very capable ruler despite being an ice block.

He brushes my white hair from my face and neck. 'I should mark you right now!' he says to me. 'You rejected me! Remember?' I tell him. 'I know, but I took that back,’ he growls. 'You can't just take it back!' I argue. 'Well, I did, and you have no choice in the matter!’ 'I’m Alpha Maximus's mate now!' I yell. 'Not if I mark you first!' he growls. I glare at him. 'Don't you dare!' I scowl.

A few moments after the Chiefs entered, his father's arrival was announced by the royal herald. "His Imperial Majesty, the Emperor of the continent, Emperor Vulcan of the Estor tribe is coming in now! Please stand to greet and honor him!" The Herald declared, stamping his heavy staff on the hardwood floor. The emperor entered the chambers looking as regal and tall as ever despite being well into his fifties. He sat down at the head of the table and nodded his head; a signal that meant he had accepted their greeting and they could all sit down. Before the emperor could speak, Daegal immediately got a word in. "Chief Davit, what is the situation of the riots in Alsayf? Are they getting better

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.”