Magic Empero Novels & Stories

She was still catching her breath, sweat cooling against her skin in the night air, when a servant in unfamiliar livery approached across the yard, bowing stiffly before extending a sealed envelope. "For you," the servant said, voice carefully neutral. "From the summit's presiding council." Sera broke the seal with trembling fingers, and felt the whole yard seem to still around her as she read the single line written inside, formal and cold. Your demonstration tomorrow will determine whether Ember Academy retains the right to train fire affinity at all. Perform poorly, or too well, and the outcome may be identical.

CHAPTER 1 Sofia's POV My name is Sofia Cherilyn Sánchez, long name right! well I was named after my two grandmothers. My father's mother Sofia and Cherilyn my mom's mother. They both died before I was born so my parents named me after them. My dad is half Latino and half American. His mother was from Mexico and his dad was an American. And my mom is American. I look like both my dad and mom. I have my mom's deep blue eyes, my dad's light brunette hair and dimples on my right cheek. My dad says when I smile I look so much like my mom.

Emperor was on top of the Shattered Tokyo Tower he just revived another inkling his name Ebon nicknamed Black, Black Rose; Ebon's creator was shocked "you... you revived Ebon?" she said with shock. Emperor didn't say a word he just nod his head. Emperor looked at the sky shocked to see Novaris and Nemesiess landing on top of the Shattered Tokyo Tower "who are you two?" Emperor asked them "I'm Nemesiess, Inkcanius' older sister" said Nemesiess, "Novaris, Inkcanius' father" he said. Maeka was astonished "wait Inkcanius has a family that we didn't knew" said Maeka. "So you knew my autistic son" said Nemesiess. Maeka had her jaw dropped "wait Inkcanius is autistic!?" said Ebon, "yes Ebon. Inkcan

"The Emperor of Corceigea Empire, Leonardo Kartan Crossus." Finesia flinched a bit as her lips parted, she doesn't know what Jeneva is talking about. Hearing Leonardo's name from someone's mouth makes her envious, it feels something wrong deep inside her. "I don't exactly understand, who is this Emperor you're talking about?" she asked. Jeneva trembles just by saying the Emperor's name. "The Emperor who fought the Divine Dragon alone in Grisaia and tamed it. He's not just a powerful man but an immortal born from a Goddess's blood."

“Everything is all according to plan. Falling into the right place just what the Supreme One wishes it all to be.” Emie replies that her Mistress isn’t satisfied. The look in her Mistress's eyes that’s telling her to elaborate gave her a solid point, of what is being asked of her. “I understand,” She immediately replies and explains. “The fool, the magician, the high priestess, the hierophant, the chariot, strength, the hermit.” Emie started, drawing a satisfied look on the Mistress of time’s face, and asks of her. “What can you say about the one who’s holding the fool’s card?”

With desperate eyes, she questioned. "I believe just a figment, created by a witch. The aura of dark magic was too great that night!" King Emmerich possessed the ability to intercept evilness, dark magic, fear, blood, and death. He was drawn to it from a young age, and the wildness within him ran by, devouring them. He is mighty, and his vision can travel any distance to identify the source of the evilness or dark motives. And, when it comes to his family and himself, he can sense when someone is plotting something evil to harm them. He can directly draw power from hell; he is said to be Lucifer's first born, and his demon is said to be Calcifer, or the fire of hell.

Emperor Narendra was shocked at his loyal friend’s sudden change. However, the emperor managed to defeat Remington in every battle. Filled with shame and rage, Remington vanished into the evening breeze without a sign. Everyone thought that he might have either changed his identity or been committed to an asylum. Merikh Remington, who was meant to be a forgotten memory, had unexpectedly returned to Hesmia with the most dramatic entrance. Nevertheless, the astrologer was right.

Ezecarl smiled, proud like a father, as he tapped her head. She was nicknamed A because she never failed. Every experiment made on her was successful. A, because of her name Ameira. A is also significant since she is the most influential. For a child, the very first letter is always in the lead. P R E S E N T T I M E "So did you come back here just to let me know about it or is there some other reason?" Ameira came back to reality when the old man spoke. The old man really knew her but the director only knew a part of her personality.

Papa looked at me with a look of utter pride. “I believe it is a sound theory,” he agreed. “Can someone loop me in on this theory?” I asked, sounding a tad more irritated than I meant to. I was quickly hitting my limit of unexplained comments. They needed to explain to me instead of talking about me. Macario and Q just chuckled with my response, not fazed at all with my irritation. I appreciated that they were not easily offended because I could be very offensive at times. “Do you know what an Empath is, Emma?” Macario asked.

She tried to yank her hand away but her gaze darkened when Zion didn't let her go instead tightened his grip. "Stop talking in riddles and tell me what you mean by that you're a family?" she yelled finally done with his games. "I am a warrior from Vengeful Hunters, Moon." Her heart stopped. "W-What? Stop fooling me." Emmaline raged and tried to get away from him but Zion grabbed her shoulders and pulled her towards himself with a jerk. "I am not, Emmaline Richard Dawson. Wait, you don't believe me then what about this?" Saying that he fished out something from his pocket. Emmaline kept staring at him with a frown but her eyes widened when he showed her a platinum ring.