Emperor Of Man Novels & Stories

His royal highness was Prince Dante who was going to be an evil emperor. By then, I was sure that my cheat was bad luck. One way or another, I kept running into him. If I managed to escape, I would get a concussion to meet him again. It must be the author's doing. I was sure that he gave me some jinx that involved meeting the man who would kill me again and again. I saw the same faces again -- the commander, the soldiers, and the damned emperor. The current emperor wasn't him but he would always be the emperor in my head.

He suddenly recognized the helpless orphan he had tortured so long ago. Devrim's eyes narrowed. "That is not my name. I am Emperor Devrim, husband to Her Majesty, Empress Aurora and foremost warrior in Valiant. I will defeat you." Ledford was shocked by the revelation. But it changed nothing. This man beneath him must die. The Captain pulled a knife from his belt and leaned back to finish off the Emperor. In a swift movement, Devrim pulled his knees to his chest and kicked Leford with all his might.

Aiden Wilder POV The morning was draining; the interview was worse than visiting the dentist. The man was looking for drama he didn’t get, he kept poking and probing about Lydia and if I was dating anyone new. Men didn’t care if for shit like that. But the man wouldn’t let up.

I didn't know why, but the more time we spent together, the more I had this feeling that there was more about him than just his good looks, he was a man of a big heart, compassion, and strength at the same time; however, his strength was not laced with evil. "Before I became an emperor my name was Adrian Hanks. I got turned when I was twenty-five, after six months, they started noticing the multiple powers I had, it was weird to have five powers and after informing the witches, I was declared as one of a kind. I received extra training and I got prepared to take over the throne since it was obvious that I had no competitors, yet I did undergo all the requirements of becoming an emperor and h

Daegal said; his voice was a murmur in the stillness of the night. "But you're the emperor. Just command him to do what you wish," Naomi shrugged and sat up so they were knee to knee. "Why would he refuse to do your bidding?" "I wish it were that simple. Yes, I am the emperor and it should be easy for me to force him to give us his men but that is not the ruler or leader I want to be. I do not want people to fight for me because they are made to. I want them to fight because they believe in me. Because they want to," he explained.

“Someone might think you’re human.” “Shut up.” My words are sharp, clipped. He tilts his chin toward her as she walks closer. “She’s stunning, Dante. Admit it.” “I said shut up.” My fists clench tighter. He chuckles softly, low enough that only I catch it. “Your mother was right. This might not be such a bad thing, or a curse like you see it.” I glare at him, cold enough to cut glass. “One more word, and I’ll replace you as best man before the priest opens his mouth.”

He was not a womanizer, but the stress made him a fuck boy, now he can't stay away from a body, even if he wants to. She will be his wife, but he will have his side mistresses for new flavors. He has a rival who is stronger and powerful from him, and he wants to beat him in every possible way. He intends to snatch his everything, even his mistresses, his empire, his power. _____________________ _____________________ “Crying is how your heart speaks, when your lips can't explain the pain you feel.” ______________________ When I am alone, I think. When I think, I remember.

It was pure. “They dared to piss on our gates, then went home by laying our dogs on pure trash,” the Emperor whispered, his voice creeping slowly through the pores of every elder present. Not a cry of fury, but rather a promise of absolute death. "Alexander Sterling... you may be immune to banking sabotage, but let's see if your European fangs are immune to pure dragon blades." The Emperor stood up. His golden silk robe fluttered. For a hundred years, he never left his throne in Asia. But tonight, pure imperial prestige had been slapped right in his face!

I was at a loss for words with what he just said. It was not because Julian had indeed probably sold me to him but the fact that he actually had the audacity to place a cheap value on me. As an immortal, no amount of human money or wealth could ever buy me. The shamelessness of this man was astonishingly annoying. He may be a man whose good looks could turn the heads of women and whose voice could make them obey whatever he said, but it was not even enough for me to be happy with.

As the Emperor came close ; Chelsea saw his face was working furiously , he looked nowhere jolly and the kind hearted Emperor she had known , instead his face was blotchy with purple spots making him look like a bad black current ice cream . " CLOVERS! " he roared and Chelsea along with her family had to take two steps back as spit was flying from the Emperor 's mouth as he spoke in fury " Clover! I thought I knew him - what I haven't done for that family ! Helped them run away away from Cannibals in war and settled them in here and this is what they returned to me ??,!"