Holy Emperor Novels & Stories

Wilbur sensed the powerful wave of spiritual energy in the Holy One and furrowed his brows. "You're at the Emperor level. I didn't expect that." The Holy One smirked. "There's a lot more you don't know about this world. I'd advise you to hand the holy weapon over before I get angry, or I promise you I'll keep my word and kill everyone in this building."

He tried to laugh, but it came out flat. The prince continued, almost casually. “I predicted this. Brother Yeonho is stubborn, sincere. Loyal to a fault. He would burn himself to protect those he loves. But he’s foolish too. For bending over backward for a woman he barely met. For being loyal to her over me.” He chuckled under his breath, but his eyes were dark. “Part of me envies him… and her.” Then, like a sword unsheathed, his gaze snapped cold. “But you… who are you?”

“He’s Surrey Shell, the person with the highest practice level in the Shell family. He’s the supreme emperor of the ancient dragon royal family and also the only top expert in the seventh continent at the holy-tier level. Do you know what a holy tier means?” As she spoke, Claire stared at the image in front of her with admiration. This old man was the emperor of the ancient dragon royal family who ruled the seventh continent! A holy-tier powerhouse! “Oh.” “What do you mean by that?”

Santoro looked between us with the quiet satisfaction of a man watching an experiment yield exactly the results he expected. “I hear she’s precious to you,” he said. I kept my eyes on him. Not her. Him. “What do you want Santoro.” “You know what I want.” “Say it.” He tilted his head. “Your empire. Your territory. Your networks in Milan, Rome, and the north.” He said it simply, like he was listing items on a shopping list. “Sign it over. All of it. And walk away.” “And if I don’t.” He glanced at Nina. Just briefly. Just enough.

This house was mine, yet he spoke as though it were his to give away. The reporter, thinking we were some wealthy family, teased him, "Mr. Huber, you must be rolling in money if you're casually giving away a house like this." But Gideon, eager to highlight his holiness and selflessness, shocked everyone again. "Not really. We only have this one house. But even if we end up on the streets, we must still help those in need!" The reporter looked at Gideon with a strange expression and glanced at me with sympathy. "Mr. Huber, you really are… quite the saint."

"Why? You actually gave up your title as Crown Prince for this tramp. Are you trying to drive me mad? If it weren't for her, would you have tried to elope? Is that how you repay your father and me, who've invested so much in you?" Under her relentless questioning, Dorian was left speechless with shame. Just then, the sound of footsteps approached from behind. "You ungrateful son! Since you're willing to give up your title for this woman, then I'll grant your wish." "Your Majesty, no! Dorian was just temporarily misled. Please give him another chance!" Empress Victoria immediately fell to her knees, begging for mercy. Emperor Roland glanced at his rebellious son, who showed no sign of remorse

“To the king and his family and to the only prince given to the Arab emirate who most of us are just seeing for the first time in two years . Long live the Arab emirate” “Long live the Arab emirate” we all chorused after him “Why are you with my son?” My mom asked her and for the second time that night, she was tongue tied. “Because I love him” she replied smoothly. “Love is not a word in my son's dictionary, so don't give me that part, my dear one” my mom said glaring at me. “I don't know what you're talking about, but I love Richard a lot” her voice was shaking and it was evident that she was scared.

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.