Emperor Of Solo Play Chapter 1 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It's preparing for war! END OF CHAPTER 19

A middle-aged man walked in with a bunch of men in black suits. The man was none other than the Emperor, the commander-in-chief of the Red Flame army, and the head of the Five Commanders of Sol. The Emperor walked over to them and waved. The men behind him stopped in their tracks. With a mischievous grin on his face, the Emperor then took a seat on the sofa and said, “Enjoying yourself, James?” James was enjoying his meal without a care in the world. Upon hearing the Emperor’s voice, he lifted his head and asked, “You must be tired after burning the midnight oil. Would you like to have some?”

More human than he had ever seemed before. More dangerous, too. Because some devils don’t scream when they stab you. They smile. And wait for you to crawl back first. — Next chapter teaser: Outside, the palace roared with news—Xavier was back. Inside, I slept through it all. With his scent in my lungs. And the storm brewing in his eyes. This was no longer just a game of hate. This was war. And I had no armor left but the warmth of the enemy.

replied the evil empress, clutching her scepter tightly as she thought of the evil emperor. Xiao Chen was completely helpless in the face of the evil empire's empress's words. Who said the evil emperor was a criminal? From this alone, he could conclude that the evil emperor was even better than Xiao Chen. Even if he died, the evil emperor would not take his people with him. Where was there an emperor like that? No wonder the evil empire was so powerful in some areas that even he himself had found it difficult to compete with it all this time. In the end, Xiao Chen would discuss everything with the empire, his family, and the two sects. This matter was related to the world, so Xiao Chen was s

“He’ll wake soon.” I nodded. “He’ll wake to a different world.” She tilted her head. “And what will he wake to find?” I met her gaze, voice steady. “A queen who’s already paid the price.” Outside, the night was still. No gunfire. No screams. Just the quiet pulse of something rebuilding itself from ruin. The king slept. The vulture plotted and other mafia lord. And I…Emilia …was done being anyone’s pawn. From now on, I would be the hand that moves the board.

But to have lived like this, to have felt alone, for the last ten years as he helmed his empire, drinking a vanishing vintage of wine and eating caviar off a gold bar and feeling alone all the time… It was an incredibly depressing thought. “Miss Cannon,” he said suddenly, and she realized his mind had been in an entirely different place. “Raven. I can promise you, on my word, you will be safe with me. Tell me what is happening, and I will make sure nothing like that ever happens to you again.” Now she could see what he had been fighting so hard not to show: it was softness. Something not quite fear and not quite loss but… Was that tenderness? Genuine tenderness?

Even Harrison, who had been speaking moments ago, looked like he'd swallowed his tongue. This was a man who killed without hesitation. Who controlled the underworld with an iron fist. Who had built an empire on fear and blood. No one spoke when Draven Craven entered a room. No one dared. He took one step inside, and then—It hit me. The mate bond. It slammed into my chest like a freight train, stealing the breath from my lungs. The connection snapped into place with a force that nearly brought me to my knees. Every cell in my body suddenly came alive, reaching for him, recognizing him, claiming him.

She wanted the world clean, small, and private. She picked up the envelope. It was thick and smelled faintly of smoke. Her name on the front, the old surname. Her hand shook. “Open it,” Sophia said. She slit the paper with a nail. Inside was a single card. No letter. No stamps, no signatures. Just three words: I KNOW THE TRUTH. The room grew small. Elara’s throat made a tight sound. She put the card down like it might burn. “Who brings a threat with no hand?” she said.

From the distance, it was like a tiny mosquito being cut in half on the tip of a huge knife. And the scrawny geezer was none other than Loner Solo, the chief enforcer of the Solo clan and a honed Emperor rank! Even so, he was dragged around like a dog, his body cut in twain as if a warning to all existence. It wasn't just Loner himself who was left completely bewildered by the sight—even the Scarlet Flame Sage was stupefied! His clan enforcer chief was defeated instantly too? Shit! The Scarlet Flame Sage found himself suddenly pondering the meaning of life.

and he was looking at the mate-bond between me and Eryx with a terrifying, clinical hunger. "Chapter Ninety-One is the Divorce of the Sovereigns," the First Alpha spoke. "And I am the Judge." I looked at Eryx, and for the first time, I saw a flicker of the Zero Cycle in his eyes.