Emperor's Domination Novels & Stories

“To remind everyone that he will always be that merciless emperor, who destroys anyone who threatens his reign.” Emery never said anything after that and just glared at the emperor. Meanwhile, Erebus knew too well what that type of look in her eyes was. It was the same as the ones he saw when Emery had been acting reckless and stubborn like a teenager. Even though he wanted to just let her be so she could learn the hard way, however, that would put his life at risk as well. Besides, the emperor may look like he had been tamed, but the bloodlust in his eyes showed that he was still that ruler the empire feared.

"Yes replace the princess" Asalan responded. He had thought it through and his idea was the best they could do for themselves now. Xisuthra did not know if the idea was a good one but he knew that if it was from the Emperor then it should be a good idea. The Emperor in his twenty-five years of reign had always made wise and good decisions. The people of the kingdom trusted him very much. He had ensured peace even if it meant giving up his precious daughter for its sake.

"But your majesty the dowly..." “Let me be abundantly clear,” The Emporer says. ”As far as I know you claimed my mate is not your daughter, so I don't really think as her mate I owe you anything, unless she herself approves." He pauses, letting the statement sink into my father's frightened mind. He then glances at his wife, dismissing them with the barest movement of his head. “You may return to your state, Alpha King. Any further attempts to interfere with my mate's life will be viewed as an act of disrespect to my command.” Father goes ghost white. He knows an implicit threat when he hears one. Disrespecting the Emperor is treason. His desperate greed has just cost him dearly.

My eyes traced the inscription: Here lies the King who conquered the realm and lost his soul to it. I stood there for a long time; hands loose at my sides. This is what I could have become. “I thought ruling like you would make me strong,” I said quietly to the burial of the male who raised me as his son. My voice carried, flat against the stone. “But it only made me an asshole. Alone and angry.” My father had built an empire out of fear. He’d believed control was the pathway to peace and unquestioning obedience was the same as loyalty. I’d carried that lesson into my own reign, thinking it was the only way to hold a kingdom together. All it did was tear me apart.

Donoghue said calmly as he turned prepared to leave. "Hold on!" Suddenly, the Westrington Emperor spoke! The emperor wore a golden dragon robe, and his body released an intimidating aura. The Westrington Emperor smiled and said slowly, "Young man, I see that you are brave and powerful. Are you willing to join me to build a future together?" The Westrington Emperor had desperation in his eyes as he spoke; he desperately needed elite members. Even though he had conquered the entire Westrington, he had a greater ambition. He wanted to expand his power to conquer the rest of the continents!

And in the next training session we torture all those betrayers. For a fact her mother set a tray full of treats for her. Her father and brother walked in, her father going straight towards her mother landing a loud on the crown of her head. While her and Brandon never failed to be disgusted by the sight even though it is literally a routine and of course her mother blushed like every time. Their parents never failed to amaze them, a love so deep, how and why is residing questions in both of their minds. Maybe it was the mate bond and that is why they both seemed to wish a love a little different and one that feels independent, which isn’t forced on them, literally. But they also respected

“This is how a proper man should act. Today, as a descendant of the First Emperor, I shall protect the foundation of my people for generations and protect my land for eternity!” After saying that, dragon energy surged from Alliance Master Yarn’s body. Behind him, a towering shadow of an emperor in a yellow robe and a golden jade crown rose. He looked tall from all directions. Every move of his caused people to have the urge to worship him! Such pressure and aura were enough to rock the world! The dragon energy from Alliance Master Yarn contained enough domineering arrogance to overwhelm the world. As if because of the words of the First Emperor, his realm immediately soared to half-step to t

"You might be a scumbag, but the empire still needs you, don't change, okay?" Well, he's an awful father. But I have to admit that he's a capable emperor. The countries and kingdoms that he invaded to expand the territory all flourished under his reign. I'm not saying that he's a saint of course. A person who leads a war can't be good. But in this era, he had to do what he had to do. In short, this kind of world needs a man like Emperor Frederick. Having him die early would be a shame. He obviously got my implications because all of a sudden, he looked pissed. "You really have your way with words, Bella," he said while shaking his head. "I wonder where you got that from."

This condition from the Roman Empire should be the request of the Olympian Gods. Now he was 70% sure that this world's water might be as deep as his old world or at least be in a similar situation that in each region there will be a dominant power whether it’s the sects or Empire to oversee and protect it, Including exploiting it. Then each dominant sect in each region will need to compete with each other both within and without their region to keep their status quo. These powers usually have the authority to exert their will or requirement on the lesser power within their regions such as a country or Empire.

It sent a shiver down him and from Eloy's expression, he was completely aware of the heat the other emperor was emitting. Eloy came then and his emperor swallowed his essence. Eloy sunk into his other emperor who was nuzzling him and pressing kisses everywhere. He was thankful, for these moments and for his two men. --------------