Emperor Time Novels & Stories

"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.

Elara watched the city breathe from the penthouse window. Night lights blinked like promises that never kept. The room smelled of lemon and old perfume. Glass and steel held everything together up here. It fit Adrian—clean, sharp, cold. He came in without knocking. He moved like a man used to being obeyed. He took off his coat and did not look at her. He poured himself a drink with hands that did not tremble. “Elara.” His voice had no heat. “We sign tonight.”

Helena’s voice came from the tower door. She walked out onto the deck. She looked better—cleaner, fed, though still thin. She held a dataslate they had salvaged from the Command Center. "I managed to boost the signal on the comms array," Helena said. "I intercepted an encoded transmission from the capital." "And?" Tristan asked. Helena looked at them, her face pale. "The Emperor isn't just repairing the Foundry," she said. "He’s accelerating the timeline. He’s announced the Coronation."

"I ordered your favorite soft pink wedding dress. After surgery, the designer will take your measurements. At our wedding, you'll be the most beautiful bride." I smiled and touched his face. This was my farewell. Tears streamed down my face, and a silent thought echoed. "Ethan, there won't be a wedding for us." As the doors to the operating theater closed, I kept my gaze fixed on the three people I loved most; I wanted to commit their faces to memory. Once these doors closed, I knew I would never see them again. As anesthesia dulled my senses, the world around me faded away. My death was declared at precisely 10:00 pm, as indicated by the wall clock.

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. --------------

Did he just tell me things about time? "Manipulate time?" "Yes. It's just like the usual size of an hourglass but little did everyone know, it contains the most powerful invention that the Vasileìas did to manipulate time. I don't know how they did it but the world that we're living in our era isn't actually the world that we're supposed to live in. Everything that we saw there, even the day and night is all an illusion that they made to make everyone believe them. And because they are the only ones who know about that, they were able to make everyone their slaves and them as untouchable human beings," he explained and I was just listening to him; having a hard time understanding what he's s

"Now, are you ready to be mated with me? I can't wait to feel you…" "Get that idea out of your head. If that's why you summoned me is to mate with me, then our time has been wasted." The Empress went to switch off the computer, but he barked a command. "Wait! I do want to negotiate a peace," he purred, running his fingers through his beard. "Transport down here at the break of dawn. Three hours from now. We will discuss peace." "Three hours," she said, ending the transmission. Christine gave the Empress a communicator. “Hide this under your cloak.” And then she stuck a blade inside her boot.

After drinking the tea she said awkwardly, “Hehe.” (This is awkward. Should I tell him that I don't know what to say?) The Emperor laughed as he felt how awkward Soheila is. Emperor Mun is the Emperor of the North Kingdom. He was the third generation king, he possessed good looks that's where Luna got her genes. The Emperor's full name was Claude Mun Amalthea, he was the only son of the previous king that made him the king. Claude Mun Amalthea was the strongest man in the Sidee Continent also a Grade 3 Intermediate Array Master. A Grade 3 Intermediate Array Master was rare, that he was the only one who achieved that level. Claude Mun Amalthea became a well-known person due to his strength an

“There is something off with the Eastern Empire. We have lost all our contacts there. Find out what is happening and report to me immediately” Those were his Emperor’s words, and personally Zakai thought it was a bit too much to send the captain of the Royal Guards after something so trivial. Or so he thought at the time. But it turned out that he was the ignorant one. The Emperor had sent Zakai because he couldn’t afford to make any mistakes. The vision of the Emperor was amazing for him to be able to foresee the difficulties that lay in the mission.

Even playboys would show some reaction, but he was indifferent. The rubicund love bite on his swollen lip was quite visible. Nobody could think that it was a bug bite unless the person was an idiot. "Dante, do you have no shame?" The Empress howled at him. Her face had turned white with rage. "How could you do it in front of the emperor? Do you not even respect the throne?" The Emperor was watching us quietly. He seemed like he couldn't care less if Dante and I started humping in front of him. I couldn't help but feel that something was horribly wrong here. Was that how an emperor supposed to react?