Novel & Cerita Ninjago Ice Emperor

Matthew took a deep breath and exhaled. “Ahem. Good morning everyone and I wish you all a wonderful day. As you know, I am Matthew Dragunov, the newest Dragon Emperor of Destruction after inheriting my ancestor’s power. I have heard the many questions you all have and am here to answer them. As of now the Scarlett Empire remains our enemy. Although my friend here inherited the Scarlett Witch’s legacy, she is not an ally of the Scarlett Empire either. We both seek no quarrel with any one, but we will not simply stand idly if you seek to harm us.”

Seokjin ordered. "It's not up to anyone! This Emperor wanted to stay with His Empress until the baby will come out." Emperor Sunwoo insisted. "Then, stay! Okay, Empress Han, breath in, breath out.. On the count of three, two one! Push!" Seokjin said. Kana push in all his might, holding the Emperor's hand. Emperor Sunwoo was known to be ruthless and cold and can killed anyone in a second but seeing Kana in pain because of him, he is scared to death, his face paled and he looked lifeless.

It would greatly be offending Hisoka and led to some misunderstandings which he wished not to face specifically when they were in a tight situation. “We greet the lion’s king and queen; King Ibrahim and Queen Aulia. My name is Emperor Hisoka, the emperor that rules the Underworld empire. From east to west, south to north." He revealed his hand and outstretched it toward Ibrahim. “Nice meeting you, the emperor that rules the Underworld empire, His Excellency Emperor Hisoka.” He grabbed Hisoka’s hand. “Thank you for the invitation.” Both of them pulled each other inside and embraced their bodies like buddies.

"Which super storyteller scared you so much that you peed? You don't even want to resist? What's the point of me keeping you here, Bastard?" "Your Highness, please don't be angry. Please listen to me. That person is the super Powerman of Peerless Dragon Gate. His name is East Emperor, and he is a horrible existence. I have no power to compete with him at all. I came back to report this matter to you, so that you won't suffer losses in the future," the man said. East... East Emperor? "East Emperor, the greatest Feng Shui master on this planet, is standing beside the bastard Yang Xiao?"

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

My fists ball up. "Oh my God, I'm sorry. Let me introduce you guys to my boyfriend. This is Damian. He’s been helping out on our farm since dad has been gone.” I give Ember a questioning look. “Damian, this is Bi Han, Master of the Ice Clan and this is Hanzo, the Master of the Fire Clan.” I look at these two and they seem calmer. “Ember, how do you know them?” I ask in an angry tone. I didn’t mean for it to come out like that.

Sitting on a leather sofa was a man who was shirtless, his massive chest and stomach covered in hard, rippling muscle and dark, intricate tattoos. My stomach did a somersault. It was Horace. The Ice Reaper. The Captain of the Ravagers Wolves and Harold’s most hated rival. He was undeniably beautiful in a way that felt dangerous, like a storm that could swallow you whole. He thought I was the stripper he had ordered. "Step closer," he commanded.

"The Cadwell family has always been loyal." "Your Majesty is too kind." I kept my head lowered. "Theo… Adrian, His Highness is my son. Protecting him was my duty." The old Emperor's eyes flickered with surprise. "Your son?" Adrian suddenly said, "Grandfather, she is my mother." His voice was not loud, but it was extraordinarily firm. The old Emperor was silent for a moment. Then, he smiled. There was a trace of bitterness in it. "Good. Very good. The fact that you feel this way brings me comfort."

It never came. Instead of Ivanov, a blue and white blur filled my vision. It was Jax. He didn't hit me with a check. He didn't shove me. He drove his body into mine with impossible force, pinning me hard against the ice, his full weight crushing me. The impact knocked the wind out of me, my helmet clacking against the ice as we slid in a tangled heap. The whistle blew, sharp and piercing.

Because for the first time, time itself was in my hands. I no longer wanted to stand behind someone, playing the obedient Donna. I wanted to become the one who writes the rules of this world. Under the moonlight, I opened my hand, then slowly curled my fingers into a fist. If I needed practice… Then the first target would naturally be the man who once treated me like something that could never leave him. Vincent Russo.