Emperor's Hand Star Wars Novels & Stories

The black sails loomed over them like the wings of a crow. "Welcome home, Prince Noah," Valerius said. He reached out a hand to help Noah up. Noah didn't take it. He grabbed the rope ladder and started to climb, pulling Ethan up behind him. They reached the deck. A hundred Southern soldiers stood in perfect formation. At the end of the line was a man in purple silk. He had Noah’s eyes. He had Noah’s jaw. The Emperor. "You look terrible," the Emperor said. He didn't move. He didn't embrace him. He just looked at the blood and the leather.

he said, his voice carrying something more complicated, now something unresolved. He hesitated, then continued anyway. “Even though Aurelia is my wife…” His gaze drifted slightly. “…they’re not the same.” His voice lowered, quieter but heavier than before. “One of them is like dust… and the other is a star.” The words lingered in the air, heavy and unkind, behind the door. Aurelia heard everything. She had already changed, and her hand rested on the door handle, but she did not move. A faint tightness spread through her chest, not sharp, not overwhelming, but enough to remind her that the pain was still there.

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.

I push myself up despite the pain in my legs, already taking my stance. His men tense. Before I can move, his hand wraps around my throat. “Assassin princess, you’re going to marry me.” His words stun me. “Fuck no,” I spit, aiming right at his face. With his free hand, he wipes it off calmly, unbothered. “I’d rather die than be your wife.” He smirks. “Assassin princess.” The way he says it, coldly, makes my skin crawl. “You don’t get a say in this. I need a wife. You fit.”

Locked them away. Sweat slid down my neck. My breathing steadied. Minutes passed. Or hours. I did not know. A voice outside the door made my eyes snap open. “Prepare Prince Lior.” Another voice answered. “The carriage to the Tyrant Emperor leaves at dawn.” Silence. I stared toward the door. Then slowly… I smiled. Cold. Sharp. Terrifying. “Ragnar,” I murmured. The Blood Tyrant. The monster emperor. The man this body had feared so much he chose death.

His eyes were gray without pupils, but there was something like a galaxy floating inside. "The cry of tens of thousands of warriors is a sign of killing. The Asura World is about to be opened." The Earthly Taoist with gray hair and a childlike face was lost in thought. His eyes were as dark as the abyss, without any light in them. Hearing this, the Human Taoist also opened his eyes. Endless white divine lights burst out from his eyes as if he had seen through the vanity of life. He solemnly said, "The Immortal Emperor Star moves erratically, which is a sign of instability."

he ordered angrily. "Yes, boss." He took out his handkerchief with a trembling hand and rolled it around his bleeding hand. I wasn't certain it could stop the blood from flowing. My perplexed gaze turned to Duante. He was looking unaffected. A lot of things had changed in this last month. His steps hurried at me, "Ma'am, your hand." My own hand was shivering when I extended it to him. Duante was shooting daggers at him with his harsh gaze. "Yes, it's tight." His voice shivered.

The sight before him left Harrison utterly speechless. “The Emperor... is doing this?” Harrison mumbled, stunned. A whirlwind of confusion and disbelief swirled inside him. The man he had known as a cold, distant ruler was now displaying a level of care and intimacy beyond imagination. The Emperor was using his own mouth a gesture reserved only for someone deeply beloved.

Seokjin ordered. "It's not up to anyone! This Emperor wanted to stay with His Empress until the baby will come out." Emperor Sunwoo insisted. "Then, stay! Okay, Empress Han, breath in, breath out.. On the count of three, two one! Push!" Seokjin said. Kana push in all his might, holding the Emperor's hand. Emperor Sunwoo was known to be ruthless and cold and can killed anyone in a second but seeing Kana in pain because of him, he is scared to death, his face paled and he looked lifeless.

the Emperor stomped the foot of the spear against the floor and cast out … —[Spear of Phlareus]— The gust of wind suddenly blew hard, circling wildly around them as the Sun Striker glowed into its brightest. Larice used her hand to cover the blinding light, but then she noticed the golden mark on the Emperor’s chest—it wasn’t a just triangle … it was a double triangle formed into a six-pointed star. She didn’t know what it was. But it’s not good at all. Unleashing the Empyreal Ability of a legendary weapon would cost a tremendous amount of soul from the wielder, but the power it gives would be purely devastating.