Emperor Of Evil Novels & Stories

"Hide me. Just for a moment." The man turned slowly. As the city light struck his face, Gabrielle's breath hitched. He was devastatingly handsome — sharp, angular features, a jawline carved from granite, and eyes like frozen obsidian. Eyes that had seen everything and been impressed by almost none of it. Ethan Shore. She recognized him. Everyone in the country knew that face. He was the Emperor of Shore Corporation, a man whose family wealth could purchase small nations. He was also a man rumoured to be as cold-blooded as he was brilliant.

"Turn Carlo." Carlo Mancini. Vincent's most trusted consigliere, the man who controlled the family's most critical money laundering operations and casino business. Also… the one who had led the others in tormenting me at the orphanage. When Carlo was brought to the Costa family dungeon, he trembled uncontrollably. I sat in the shadows, watching him. "You look like you've gained weight," I said calmly. Carlo collapsed to the ground. "Miss Isabella, I was wrong. I was a bastard. I deserve to die. Please, spare me…"

Azazel responded immediately, pushing the door open and closing it again before hearing Olivier's response, which astonished him. "The Emperor..." Olivier never encountered the Emperor face to face in his memories, but he remembered him being just as horrible as the rest of the family. The Emperor is not a talkative person, and he remained silent for the most time. But, as we all know, silence is more powerful than words. He was crowned Emperor after he assassinated the previous Emperor, his own father, due to his obsession with the throne. It was top secret information that Olivier manage to get and he decided to tell Azazel about it.

"I'm a demon, I'm from a tribe of demons that kills humans like you. Why? I should be the one asking that question, I have nothing left to do... nothing left...!" Seeing how sad he was at that moment, the evil emperor softened and sighed. Even though the evil emperor felt a little sad, he didn't say anything. The evil emperor only came once a day to check on him and give him good food. Sometimes the evil emperor would chat with him, but of course, the evil emperor was just talking to himself without any response from him.

Emery asked. All she heard about the emperor was that he was a man who brings terror when they least expect it. Others would even call him a devil in the guise of an angel because of his deceiving looks, which was understandable since Emery also thought that he was just one of those handsome yet idiotic guys when she first laid eyes on him. Helen, on the other hand, let out a heavy sigh.

Rather he was a very understanding, and caring commander. Few months of struggle, I realised that Commander Loren was the fated Mate of empress not the emperor. The Emperor was a scum of a man who cheated on the empress with a vicious vampire female. It was satisfying to see former Emperor Noah getting beheaded . He was the cause of everything, he was the reason vampires were using werewolves to create new species hybrids. Soon after the death of the former Emperor, the Empress was crowned as Emperor of the Bliaviroth empire and remarried with commander Loren. I witnessed their lovely romantic times together. The Empress's hate for the commander turned into love .

The emperor growls in frustration, his brilliant blue eyes spark with anger. “For years, you have been taking people who defy me under your care and custody. That alone is treason,” the emperor says in a deep voice. “Give her to me and leave with dignity. She’s too innocent for this life of running you’re putting her through. You never asked her permission before making her part of your Deviant Splinters.” But my dad won’t budge. He growls deeply, anger erupting as he shifts under the energy of the full moon and launches an attack on the emperor. His sharp claws sink into the emperor’s chest.

"We are not leaving you alone in it. This job is difficult. Assassins wanted to kidnap her. She's Mafia Head's wife. And pregnant. A lot of enemies, Devil." "Someone has to do it." Devil snarled under his breath. "Our men are keeping close eyes on him." Dragon said. "I should be your boss, so none of you could disobey me." Devil said in a cold and frustrated voice. They all laughed. "Should we call you BOSS? Or Devil The Boss?" Beta mocked. The corners of his lips curled up.

Imboko has killed so many people, he has subjected many of them into total torture, but he loves it. Every tickling second, he loves seeing someone writhing in pain. His magic powers can't be argued, he has total protection, all around the palace. He squeezes his big magic wring on his index finger, he goes as far as squeezing the bridge of his nose and releases an exhausted breath. He had admittedly taken the loss of his brother very hard, as he was a kind, bright, thoughtful man taken way by him before his time, but he was a lucky man, raising to the kingly throne.