Emperor's Hand Star Wars Novels & Stories

The Emperor took hold of my wrist, raising my hand. "She bears the mark of the Emperor, an insignia of one from Naran… From this day forth, she will pass freely within our empire." His voice was loud, powerful, and commanding. I wasn’t the only one who looked shocked, as I saw Hunter coming into view. He was shirtless, only in a pair of pants. His bloody sword was in his hand, as he assessed the situation quickly. "I do ask for forgiveness, but I may have killed one of your sons in self-defence." He said quietly.

It would greatly be offending Hisoka and led to some misunderstandings which he wished not to face specifically when they were in a tight situation. “We greet the lion’s king and queen; King Ibrahim and Queen Aulia. My name is Emperor Hisoka, the emperor that rules the Underworld empire. From east to west, south to north." He revealed his hand and outstretched it toward Ibrahim. “Nice meeting you, the emperor that rules the Underworld empire, His Excellency Emperor Hisoka.” He grabbed Hisoka’s hand. “Thank you for the invitation.” Both of them pulled each other inside and embraced their bodies like buddies.

He let out a mighty scream, taking down his opponent and finally clearing a path to his goal. Xander raised his sword as he eyed the newcomer. "You are the Emperor, right?" he asked with indifference. "Are you ready to join your man there?" Devrim was too angry to respond. All of his fatigue left him as the adrenaline pumped into his system. The Emperor swung and connected with Xander's weapon with such force that it vibrated through his opponent's arms and forced him to step backwards to brace himself. Two more strikes put the Captain on the defensive and a third managed to pierce the Merpearl and knock it from its setting. The glowing orb rolled along the deck, pausing only shortly before

"Swear on your Soul you will never Divulge or teach the Manual to another and I will pass it on to you. The same way I received it, you will receive it." He held his hand up to prevent any protests from the gallery. A few on his side knowing that would just cause trouble. "I swear to not divulge anything or teach any of the Manual you give me. If I do, may me very Soul be destroyed." The 1st Emperor was an idiot but no matter. The Vampiric Tail of Ren poked the man in the head and he collapsed on the spot. "Ukkk!"

Even the cup of tea in his hand almost spilled out as he was too excited. War Emperor, War Emperor! This old man was actually the same rank as his own master. He was also one of the Four Emperors of the Celestial Empire. It was no wonder he emitted such a stern and authoritative aura! No surprise that he was imbued with a sense of loftiness, power, and wiseness! No wonder he could become the Lord of Six Doors! It turned out that he was War Emperor, one of the most badass Four Emperors of the Celestial Empire!

a voice barked. Zane jolted upright, his wig nearly slipping sideways. His instincts made him reach for a gun he didn’t have. His hand twitched toward his hip before he remembered it was a sword, not a pistol. He didn’t even know how to use this one. Wrong century. Wrong life. Standing in the doorway was Kim Insoo, captain of the guards, his brows knotted, chest heaving like he’d just run across the palace. His sharp eyes swept across the room, landing squarely on Dr Tae.

On their last day in the woods, Eloy woke up first. He felt the two set of firm arms around him. Eloy always wondered these days as they got physically close if the emperors would like it if he initiated touches. He would like to. Emperor Adharva's hair was strewn all over his face. He wanted to move it away. But the man intimidated him on some level. And Mithraos had always been indifferent after they grew up. Earlier he used to play with Eloy's hair a lot.

Xiao Chen asked suddenly. A huge slab-like hand slowly rose and its fingers snapped. Immediately, one of the stars near them exploded in a huge supernova, startling Xiao Chen. "Is this man not dead!? What sorcery is this that he wields dominion over the galaxy?! Or is this an illusory domain which he holds full control over?" "This is no illusion," said the figure, as if reading his thoughts. The giant hand opened and flexed its fingers, and snapped again. The star which had exploded earlier was once again in place as if nothing had happened before.

Matt said with a smile. In the history of the empire, it was said that a deity favored Clandestine and decided to live here for some time before the war between the demons and the other beings. Since a deity was not allowed to help in the war, he sent his most favored fae and made him the emperor of Clandestine. As proof of their bond, the deity gave the emperor a very unique seed. Once it was grown, it would bless the land of the emperor who planted it.

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.