Martial Emperor Novels & Stories

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.

Now I must say my life is a mess since dad flew away they treated me differently they show their true colors, this mansion is full of traitors granddad and dad are right they are only nice to me because my granddad and dad is always there to protect me. Not until I meet him, his cold and emotionless dark blue eyes, his stern, serious and cold baritone voice, and his dangerous aura that may make you fall on your feet. But I didn’t get scared on him I just smiled at him. He has a Greek god well sculpted face those dark blue eyes of him are so beautiful even though it has no emotions on it he has a well tall build figure towering me. He is No other than the EMPEROR of business world, Zhane Zach

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.

"To be honest, I had no clue what that map was all about. Lately, though, there's been this buzz around The Dark World. "Rumor has it that some martial emperor—a real powerhouse—bit the dust in the mountains here about twenty or thirty years back. They say he left behind all his secrets. "And now, everyone's tripping over themselves to get there!" "A martial emperor, that's it? Is it really that big of a deal?" Yoel could not hide his skepticism. "Mr. Louis, for most folks who live and breathe martial arts, becoming a martial emperor is like a pipe dream," Sabertooth chimed in. "So when a chance l

A few moments after the Chiefs entered, his father's arrival was announced by the royal herald. "His Imperial Majesty, the Emperor of the continent, Emperor Vulcan of the Estor tribe is coming in now! Please stand to greet and honor him!" The Herald declared, stamping his heavy staff on the hardwood floor. The emperor entered the chambers looking as regal and tall as ever despite being well into his fifties. He sat down at the head of the table and nodded his head; a signal that meant he had accepted their greeting and they could all sit down. Before the emperor could speak, Daegal immediately got a word in. "Chief Davit, what is the situation of the riots in Alsayf? Are they getting better

The Emporer folds his hands across his broad chest and glares at Tendmond. "Do you understand me boy? How do you respectfully address your Emperor? Do you think?" There is total anticipatory silence as the crowd awaits to see if Tendmond will disobey the Emporer. "No. I understand, your majesty." Tendmond spits. "That's a good boy." He looks around, relishing the eyes of the nobles, making sure they hear him. “Next time any of you dares speak against my mate, I’ll see them rotting in the darkest cell I can find," He turns back to us.