Magic Emperor 183 Novels & Stories

“The villagers have noticed.” He glanced over and sighed. “Fine,” he leaned over the balustrade and said something in Fae accentuated with magic. I tasted the metallic bitterness of it on my tongue. One of the mermen rose from the water, his powerful body showing the transition from skin to scale, webbing joining arm to torso and linking fingers, and his long hair seaweed green. His eyes held no white and the pupil was dominant. He called out something in reply, the words sounding laboured as if he were unaccustomed to speaking in such a way.

It was all the manifestations of his inner strength; the light covered his body as if the rays of the sun emitted from him. Esdras froze in shock, and he was out of balance when the king’s light ate his dark energies. He fell to the ground. “I could summon light and dark magic, have you forgotten?” “Luxus, help me!” The Emperor’s hand touched the ground, and he vomited blood. “You never play fair.” Airoh let out another death blow. But Esdras had blocked his attack. The Emperor gathered his dark energy again, but Airoh would not let him go.

Fragile, even. My chest contracts in a way that pisses me off. Her eyes lift and find mine. Blue meeting blue. The chapel disappears. For a second, it’s just us. She’s beautiful. The kind of beautiful that makes a man angry about it. My jaw ticks. My mouth goes dry. “I shouldn’t want her,” I mutter under my breath. Valerio hears. He always does. His lips twitch into a smirk. “Careful, amico,” he murmurs without turning his head. “Someone might think you’re human.”

Liam Mathews 25 years old. A cruel, possessive and powerful man. He is the firstborn of Douglas and Alina Mathews. As his father is ruling as the Emperor, he will be the next Emperor of the mafia world. He and his family live in California. Attending the wedding of his right hand, he saw a girl and fell for her at a first sight. For her, he was ready to kick his throne and he did. Douglas Mathews 57 years old, The mafia Emperor. He is cruel and powerful. He is the father of Liam, Aiden and Bryan. Liam is the more powerful son and capable to be the emperor and he declared him as the next heir.

Suddenly, a presence invaded his senses, a distinct feeling that someone was watching. "Who's there?" he demanded, his voice filled with a mix of caution and curiosity. "Well, well, aren't you perceptive," a playful voice chimed in, as a captivating figure materialized before him. Emine, the Devil Queen, observed him intently, her gaze fixated on the files strewn across his desk. "Let me formally introduce myself. I am Emine, the enigmatic Devil Queen. And I have a proposition for you: cancel your deal with Aiden Clark."

“SOMEONE TOOK AN EGG!” Soon, I am running toward the lights of town. “STOP!” I am ordered and I do. “Give back the egg.” “I am Prince Theodore of Werewolves. This egg is an immortal dragon from a Werewolf. I demand to see your King so I can take this egg to the werewolf nest,” I exhale, after my speech. “Come on,” a warrior directs me. “I will hold that until the King decides,” Mag appears out of breathe, and reaching for the egg.

It earned him a series of cane strokes from the priest in charge, Father Yggdra, contradicting the look of pride on the priest's face. Training was instructed by Priestess Emeril, the only female residing in the seminary and Priestess of the bow, on Synsahel. It was a weapon Takaris, oldest of them, took to referring to as the coward's weapon whenever none of the priests or the priestess were present.

Cami the new momma of a beautiful young girl smiled at her. "Just out of curiosity, are you ever gonna tell Gabi who her real mother is?" Theo asked "When the time is right, she is the heir to the Turmans Empire after all" she smiled "That's good" Leo nodded. Stephanie walked in with her buldging stomach, and here she was saying she didn't want to be a mom. "Sorry I'm late, where's my goddaughter" she rushed towards Summer. "You can't have all my kids as your godchildren Stephanie" Summer laughed.

The dungeon is shaking by the force wave energy of the magic spell "I, Ewers Dilon will kill the cause of doom! I will kill the Saint and be born as the perfect magician of the Empire! hahahaha" Elise hurriedly went to the side that does not have falling debris. She listened to every word that the crazy magician kept repeating. Elise started to wish A beautiful person, she is already forgotten and now in the deepest part of her memory. "Please, if it's you... Please save us..." Then a loud thud sound of explosion came from the door. A big crack is visible in the darkest alley... A small light spread faster at the dungeon prison. A long blonde shadow appeared and the shining light from the d

[Emmanuel - Level 12] HP- 109 DEF - 89 ATK-67 SPEED - 33 MANA - 980 Skills: None Examining Emmanuel's status, it became evident that he had no prior knowledge of magic before arriving in the city. Additionally, his mana circle appeared filled with impurities, resembling an unused car engine in need of maintenance. Despite this, Emmanuel possessed an exceptionally large mana pool, surpassing that of anyone I had encountered, save for individuals like Duchess Isla or the Headmaster of Brightwing Academy, Cleo.