Fatal Emperor Sonic Novels & Stories

Zelia spoke while fighting the pain, "P-Please c-continue t-talking... y-your voice i-is n-nice... I-I l-like y-your voice." The Emperor was taken a back by her words but in the end he couldn't help but to smile afterwards. Instead of talking, he sang her a song that composed by him. "Let there be light, to your darkness world~ Let there be a smile to your painful heart~ Let there be a thousand of joys, between those thousand cries..." Zelia couldn't help but to calm from the pain, she look at the Emperor who's singing smoothly, then she notice the color of his eyes. It turned to gold.

“Hey, I can’t do that to you. You guys are my best pals.” “You did it before, Gareth.” Cassandra pointed to the prophesy in the glass which was under her armpit. “The past is the past, okay. Besides, it doesn’t make any sense again. Since the emperor is dead.” “The emperor is dead?” Vera asked. “Oh you haven’t heard. Well, he is dead. Rumors are flying around that his son killed him.” “That is ridiculous. The Emperor has no son.” Vera chuckled. “How old are you, Watcher? Ten years? Do you want to tell me that you are the only one who didn’t know that the Emperor bore a son out of his immortality?”

It must be because he recognises me from the night he killed Micah. The pack warriors rush forward to attack the vampires. Nadia screams, sending a wave of sonic energy at us. My father, brothers and warriors are thrown back and clutch their heads in pain. I fall to the ground in agony from the sonic wave. Lord Talon releases my arm. I immediately try to cover my ears to block out Nadia’s scream. I didn’t know something like this was even possible to do. I notice blood trickling out from some of the warrior’s ears and noses. Lord Talon holds his hand up, gesturing for Nadia to stop. She immediately becomes silent. ‘I am warning you all to cease fighting. We are not your enemy,’ Lord Talon sa

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

Darian’s POV The throne felt colder tonight. Darian Rhadamanthys Draven sat upon the black stone carved from obsidian, older than empires, colder than death. The flames in the great hall of the Obsidian Moon Pack danced across the polished marble floor, reflecting the deep red of his eyes. But they offered no warmth, no comfort. Power had long since dulled into routine. Fear was commonplace. And loneliness... loneliness had rooted itself in the marrow of his bones like a second skin.

Debris and freezing wind, as well as an overwhelming, draconic pressure, crashed down from above. A tall figure descended. Golden hair, golden-slitted pupils, and scales faintly emerged across the figure’s body. His features were sharp, cold, and utterly inhuman. He was the Dragon Emperor. He stood amid the ruins, his gaze like a blade, locking directly onto the golden tail around my ankle. My brain was completely short-circuited. The next second, a small, golden figure shot up from the bed. The little guy transformed mid-air into his dragon form—a small, golden-scaled dragon—and blocked the opening.

"I am not holding you." "..." This bastard! "Since you admit your crime, I will be lenient." The emperor took a step toward me, putting his hand in the hilt of his sword. "It seems that you don't even know who the emperor of this country is." Fuck! Why did I call him an emperor? He's not an emperor yet. Dante Scheledrus Wyrm tilted his head as if he was expecting me to do something. I swallowed. "What is my crime?" "It's a crime to steal from the dead." He bent down on his one knee in front of me. With a low voice, he told me, "Don't you know?"

Should do what I always did and put the empire first. But I didn’t move. Just stood there in that hallway outside her room, listening to Nico’s voice murmuring something I couldn’t make out, listening to Nina’s quiet responses. And I made a decision. I wasn’t my father. I wouldn’t be my father. Which meant I had to let her go. Even if it killed me. Even if she was the only thing that had made me feel human in years. I had to let her go before I destroyed what was left of her.

The Divine Holy Emperor smiled faintly and said, “What’s the point of that? Now that it has come to this, I don’t think anyone’s going to believe what I have to say. In that case, I’d rather admit to my deeds.” He stood up. “That’s right. It was me. “I cooperated with Marquis Tenzin to resurrect Lucifer in exchange for the Demon Race’s supreme cultivation method.” Hearing this, the crowd was stunned. Many brandished their swords immediately. “I knew it!” “You despicable villain! You’ll pay for my disciples’ life!” Someone brandished their sword and charged toward the Divine Holy Emperor. In the blink of an eye, he appeared before him and discharged a powerful wave of Sword Energy.

Instead, Una stood confused as to why Irkal reacted that way. The door opened and the Emperor entered. Una looked at the man intently as he entered the room and the people in the room bowed down. The girl's who had helped her to dress, Irkal, and the two men bowed down to their faces and shouted in chorus. "Long life the Emperor, the blessings of the gods be on the kingdom of Slosalia," they said and they all stood up. "Leave us," Asalan Enlim says dismissing them all.