Emperor's Champion Novels & Stories

What mattered was this: I hadn’t burned him. I hadn’t collapsed under him. I had built beyond him. And in the end— That was the real empire.

What happened was bound to happen, and they could only move towards the future while finding a way to reunite with their child. The Emperor Dragon had four legs, a long body, and a head with antlers like a deer. The golden color of the emperor dragon's body made it look majestic to those who saw it. However, Long Chen felt the opposite; he felt nothing about the emperor dragon's form because what he imagined was more than what other people imagined about a golden dragon. "Now you will all die! Fire breath!" The dragon emperor breathed fire from his mouth, aiming at the group of ancestors and the group of illusion queens. It was clear that the dragon emperor wanted to destroy those who wanted

I bite my lower lip and sighed deeply. " We should go. " he politely said, resting his hand on my lower back. " He's Antonio Rego, younger brother of my father. He is also mafia. He decided things are good or bad for his people. He likes everything to work according to him. You'll speak when it requires. " he said and caught sight of me. " I had heard, you are the Emperor." I asked, " You didn't talk about it. I was thinking um.. " I stopped.

They had to completely rework the Emperor’s oath, so here’s hoping it doesn’t end with me getting struck by lightning or something. “I, Chris Melgren, stand before the God Oshmin, humbled and blessed by the gifts bestowed upon me. As I stand before him and my people, I vow to be their pillar and their strength. I swear fealty to them and vow to love, serve, protect, and fight for them until my reign ends. In the eyes of Oshmin, I accept the duty and power of the Emperor,” I say in a strong voice.

I'm sure you'd agree with me we didn't hear from our lovely emperor and his wife, let alone the entire family, about twenty years ago. But, by the grace of God, His Imperial Majesty Sir Justice Maclean and Dr. Mrs. Doris Maclean, Emperor of the Indo Continent, have arrived. His Majesty and his wife waved their hands in the air. The audience applauded. We have His Majesty's presence. Dr. Bumba is the Middle Zone continent's Emperor. You are most welcome, Dr. We have His Majesty's presence. King Young Junior, the Far North continent's vice Emperor. You are most welcome, Your Majesty.

Now I must say my life is a mess since dad flew away they treated me differently they show their true colors, this mansion is full of traitors granddad and dad are right they are only nice to me because my granddad and dad is always there to protect me. Not until I meet him, his cold and emotionless dark blue eyes, his stern, serious and cold baritone voice, and his dangerous aura that may make you fall on your feet. But I didn’t get scared on him I just smiled at him. He has a Greek god well sculpted face those dark blue eyes of him are so beautiful even though it has no emotions on it he has a well tall build figure towering me. He is No other than the EMPEROR of business world, Zhane Zach

--- Burning Empire Chapter 1 Matteo’s heart hammered like a drum as he slipped through the crowded streets, clutching the small leather pouch tight beneath his coat. The city buzzed all around him — neon signs flickering, voices shouting, music pounding from nearby bars. But Matteo barely heard it. All he could focus on was the pounding in his chest and the sharp, cold weight in his pocket. This was it. His first real score.

"His Highness, the Imperial Grandson, has returned!" The cries echoed one after another, rippling outward through the entire palace like waves. Outside the Emperor's private chambers, the chief steward Edmund Linton came out to greet us personally. His eyes were red-rimmed. "Your Highness, His Majesty has been waiting for you." The doors opened. A thick medicinal smell washed over us. On the great canopied bed, the old Emperor reclined against cushions. He was gaunt and withered, barely recognizable from a year ago. The moment he saw Adrian, tears welled up in his clouded eyes.

Finally, I looked down into her eyes and bellowed "Coward?! Not everything revolves around you and the supposed feelings I have for you, Amelia. Don't be conceited, it's unbecoming." Amelia stepped back, her knuckles turning white as she braced herself for the fight that we both knew was coming. She looked me directly in the eye and her voice turned hard, “Oh, right. I forgot. You're Adrian Chase–there isn't anything soft about you. I'm sure you've been out all day terrorizing innocent witnesses and beating information out of ignorant thugs, right?”

However, several minutes had passed and we came to a sudden stop yet he did not say anything else. I looked out of the window and found myself being amazed at the large mansion in front of me. Just like in the land of the Silver Foxes where Arsen ruled over, this place also had an exquisite fountain. These kinds of decorations never cease to surprise me as they do not exist in Oliviland. Well, having a fountain in our kingdom surrounded by a vast desert would simply waste the water so we never had one.