Magic Emporer Novels & Stories

he said here. "I am Aegaeus, the emperor of the South Acsese Mizrasic Sea." "I'm sorry, Empaler Aegaeus. Please sit down." Empaler Aegaeus was about to sit down when he saw the engraving of one or two mermaids, it was a bit blurry so he approached it. "He?" he whispered and suddenly he seemed to feel a sense of longing for her, as if they had known each other for a long time. "Who is she?" he asked Basileus Kousuke.

Monster Emperor Shentia rode on a heavily armored horse, while Monster Emperor Terra walked on his feet, unable to take on a humanoid form. However, he didn't fall behind. Instead, he walked steadily so that the horses wouldn't be left behind. "Old Terra, why don't you let me ride you? I am already trying very hard to keep up with you," Monster Emperor Shentia joked. "Sure. You can try, but you'd be courting death if you tried. So, I'd suggest you change your mind. I wouldn't want you to miss out on a war because you got killed by my hands," Monster Emperor Terra replied in an annoyed tone.

“This is the sacred task of your union, and you must never waver in your commitment to it.” All that work just to be with her mate! Aworyn should call it the labours of commitment. “I understand,” Emory said solemnly as she and Dante exchanged a glance.“My eyes are the same as yours,” Emory murmured. “Indeed, Emory. Your mother comes from the Semmeline line. You are descendants of the moon goddess, and your eyes tell the story.” Emory blinked in surprise, unable to believe her ears. She had always known there was something suspicious about her green eyes and flaming red hair, but she never could guess this. If only Aunt Kinshra or her brothers told her something about who they were.

“I think your bosses are terrifying too. You and I have that very much in common.” Jane gave the weakest of smiles. Raven seized the moment. “So… What is this memory stick? Forgive me, I’m not completely up-to-date, it appears.” ‘”It’s a key—to the Oriri servers.” Jane’s voice wavered slightly again, and Peter took up the slack for her.

Especially since my visual impairment in one of his ranked member’s children makes the pack look weak. As soon as we shift. You’ll be able to see through my eyes. Says Emerald excitedly. Maybe then our mate will want us. I remember the vision I had from before. Emerald can help me see. But do I really want a mate who doesn’t love me because of something I can’t control? Wesley has continuously either ignored me or let me know how useless I am to the pack. He won’t make me his Luna. And perhaps I’ll have to feel betrayal for the rest of my life. I think back to my vision. No he’ll reject me. I think bitterly. So much better. Emerald whimpers in my head. I wonder who the brown eyed person is t

I asked with a raised brow. “We are expanding into the Asian markets. It was approved by the board yesterday.” His smile was sharp with satisfaction. “We will have operations on four continents by Christmas.” “Why does operating in four continents suddenly sound quite ambitious?” “It should be, that is what built this empire—ambitious.” The word 'empire' had stopped sounding strange months ago. Now it just sounded like a fact. Mel appeared in the doorway carrying a stack of wedding vendors' portfolios, her expression mixing excitement with professional stress.

’ While she chatted, an emoticon of a sports car flashing with rainbow lights zoomed across the screen. Helma's mouth twitched. [Lord Pearce, Dance Arena Emperor has entered the live stream chat room!] There was a burst of joy in the chat room. The platform divided the audience into levels. The more money you spend, the higher the level. The Emperor was the pinnacle of existence in the live stream. It can only be obtained by spending five million dollars worth of gifts. With this name and this flashy icon, she knew who it was without a doubt! Owen Pearce. ‘He spent 5 million dollars on the Dance Arena platform. He must love watching beautiful ladies dancing,’ Helma thought.

Duante's POV I bottomed out my drink. It pissed me off when she pointed the gun at herself. She was going to hurt her. I've told her I don't feel for her. Fu**! I can't keep her out of my thoughts. She is driving me crazy. It's a pure feeling. I don't want her forcibly. People didn't dare to come near me. Today I allowed them, because I wanted to prove my wife wrong. I'm an international businessman, not just it, I'm The Mafia Emperor. My eyes were searching for my girl. I saw remorse in her eyes when these girls were swaying around me to catch my attention which I ignored like always. I put the empty glass down and picked up the second one. I sipped from my second drink. My eyes were fishin

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.

"You moron! How come?! You broke my expensive antique jar! Not even your pride can replace this expensive jar!" shouted Edmund angrily. For the sake of Bikini Bottom, Emerald accidentally, she's a reckless girl and doesn't know if that damn expensive jar can make this bastard so furious. "I-I'm sorry, Sir. It's accidentally!" Emerald replied nervously. Even though she was never afraid to face anyone, meeting this demon made her suddenly shrink in her guts. "You only have one week to replace it. If not, it looks like fun to play a little tense and hot game. Don't you like it? You little whore!"