Emperor Of Man Novels & Stories

My jaw clenched as I turned out of the block and onto the sleek road. I hated everything here. I hated the expectations, the scripts that were written for us long before we could even form sentences. Why do our fathers think they had the right to dictate our lives? Why does his father keep shoving royalty and legacy down Alex's throat like it was the only reason he had him? Why does mine keep trying to mold me into a man I can barely recognize? The perfect son. The future president. They didn't know us. At least, mine never really did. I exhaled, shaking my head. There was one person who probably would understand me right now. Who would relate to how I feel right now—but she wasn't reachable

The way he understood it, Hadrian’s definition of emperor is a servant. ‘I don’t understand, Hadrian. You’re the emperor, people should serve you not the other way around!’ ‘Let me ask you one thing, Josef.’ Hadrian said seriously closing his book. ‘What is an emperor?’ ‘Well, he is the leader of an empire.’ ‘And what does it take to be a leader?’ ‘Well, that’s…’ Josef began not being able to finish his answer.

It gives a physical description of the man, but other than that, there isn’t much on the page. “So, who is he?” I ask, causing Doc to sit at the table with a sigh. “Corbin Black is Duncan Ambrose’s number one henchman. He does most of the crime boss’ dirty work. We pulled him in a few different times to try and flip him, but it didn’t work. He’s Duncan’s puppy, loyal to the core. As sick as it sounds, I think he enjoys what he does,” Doc adds. “And, what exactly does he do?” I ask, not wanting to overestimate the man.

He wouldn’t allow himself to be swayed by such emotions. At least, that was what he told himself. But as he watched the branches bow to the wind’s embrace, he wasn’t so sure anymore. How was it that he could be ruthless enough to run a mafia empire, to kill without hesitation, yet be blind to the simplest truth—that he cared? How had he not realized that his lies and manipulations would only lead to his downfall? That he would lose the one person who had ever cared about him, leaving him utterly, irrevocably alone?

the middle-aged man said. The square-faced middle-aged man was the Milky Way Empire's emperor and Astrid’s father, Emperor Nimbus. A man who was at the top of the Milky Way. Moreover, he was the strongest person in the Milky Way so far. His strength had surpassed Infinity Rank and was almost at Eternal Realm. If he took another step forward, he would become the first person in Eternal Realm in the Milky Way. He would have great achievements and eternal glory. However, it was not easy to do so.

Whatever, and he didn't care about that unimportant person. Not only that, the abundant and overflowing mana, that intentionally or not, unceasingly seeping out from the slender body which seemed harmless at first sight, yet he is more dangerous than the rest. In this regard, he is like the Emperor. Like father like son. Under the charming smile and dazzling eyes, people were attracted to them, unconsciously following him around, revering them with worshiping eyes. He should probably say the old Emperor. The current one is a gloomy person with a wicked mind.

And whenever he appeared, he always went for the strongest warrior available. “They say that he is here for the Cruel Emperor. I know the Lightning Emperor is strong and all, but I think the Cruel King may be too much for him” the eyes of the white man shone brightly when he said this. He may not have seen the Lightning King in action before because he was too young to be sent to such a place, but he had seen the Cruel Emperor battle numerous opponents. Never one had the Cruel Emperor looked like a man capable of losing in each of those fights he had seen. Each time the Cruel Emperor destroyed his opponents. He was a man who loved to torture and kill his enemies, hence his moniker. Rather th

After drinking the tea she said awkwardly, “Hehe.” (This is awkward. Should I tell him that I don't know what to say?) The Emperor laughed as he felt how awkward Soheila is. Emperor Mun is the Emperor of the North Kingdom. He was the third generation king, he possessed good looks that's where Luna got her genes. The Emperor's full name was Claude Mun Amalthea, he was the only son of the previous king that made him the king. Claude Mun Amalthea was the strongest man in the Sidee Continent also a Grade 3 Intermediate Array Master. A Grade 3 Intermediate Array Master was rare, that he was the only one who achieved that level. Claude Mun Amalthea became a well-known person due to his strength an

The first person Mane saw when he walked into the throne room was of course, the man seated on the throne. The Celestial Emperor Atlas; the Greater Celestial upon whose shoulders this entire empire rested. He was so charismatically good looking that even mane was forced to admit his inferiority when standing before this man. For his looks, aura, and general countenance was far above what the normal man could muster. He was like a diamond positioned amongst stones; and trust me when I say that there was no one here who could be described as a stone.

he chuckled nervously. "Who is your brother? Arnold?! Oh sorry. Were you referring to the Emperor?" I asked and waited with my lips pushed to the side and my hands on my waist. "Yeah, I was referring to the Emperor, although we are not blood-related. You see… I really marvel and see him as a brother because he is the only one I have in this world that I can confide in. Alicia, the Emperor isn't as brutal and murderous as you might think. I do not see any reason to convince you about him if not because of the confusion in your judgement of him. He is human too. A complex person that is capable of making mistakes. Everyone is fallible and it's important to give people a chance " His voice soun