Novel & Cerita Novel Magic Emperor Indo

The Emperor was still wearing the robe, he's standing while Zelia was sitting on the couch, raising her head to look at him. "What are you doing?"Zelia asked boredly. The Emperor starts taking off the first layer of his robe, "I'm taking off my clothes." "Why are you taking off your clothes in front of me?"Zelia asked. "Hmm... because I want you to look at my body?"The Emperor said without even changing the expression of his face. Zelia's jaw dropped at what he just said, 'Is their Emperor's on high?' END OF CHAPTER 5

Dante The heat of Mauritius is heavy, but the silence between us is heavier. Isabella stands on the terrace, one hand gripping the railing as she stares at the horizon. The wind catches her dress, whipping the fabric around her legs, but she doesn’t flinch. She doesn't even turn when she hears my boots on the stone. "You should rest," I say, my voice sounding more like a command than a suggestion. "The flight was long." She finally glances at me, her eyes as cold as the cabin air we left behind. "I slept on the plane."

Kade better hurry up on his end, or I’m going to burn this place to the ground with all of them inside. “You? You think you’re going to take down the empire I’ve created? That’s rich, really. Even with all your money, there isn’t anything you can do that Scotland Yard and MI-6 haven’t already tried. Even that flash drive you stole from my business is useless, so I would be careful what threats you want to throw out there,” Duncan warns, taking a step closer to me.

"Call the emperor! Now!" ************************************ INDEX: Caput Mundi Roma - Rome capital of the world

Shimao in turn was a scoundrel, as he got involved among numerous traditions, cults and organizations, with the various traditional families that knew his fame, they would never want him near his daughter, the man was easily known by an affinity of disguises. In which there is also a rumour as to stories of his adventures around the world, where he traveled and had several adventures, he never stopped having lovers, meeting women, nor did he stop having children. It was where he seduced an affinity of women, between witches, magical beings and ordinary women, had time together, had sex, when he found out they were pregnant due to their numerous affinities of disguises he ran away never to be

The mystical wars that took place in that dimension before the undeniable peace, brought an exchange, immortality, when the great king came to a period of peace, he in turn, made the decision to exile himself in another mystical realm leaving the post towards to their descendants. If all this was little to cultivate the bad reputation of the emperor in his country, there were the aggravating factors of suspicion that Yang had killed his father, Emperor Wen, even though he himself had been exiled during his peacetime. Then, living in a paradise dimension, having this in mind to be able to reach the throne “although this fact has never been proven” and of the conspiracies against his brothers,

Because our Emperor, Lordrin Varno, who became eligible seven years ago but never before entered the lottery, suddenly made a decision to join this year event. He's no human, neither is he a werewolf. He is the most unique being, He’s an Angel, the one and only of his kind. The rarest of the rare. Rumor has it that he was actually a wish, a gift from the goddess Isolde to his parents. People who’ve been in the lottery before say that the couple who ends up being the most compatible gets three wishes from the goddess herself. Since the Emperor’s parents were the most compatible back then, people rumour he was born out of our goddess fulfilling his parents' wish to have a very powerful son.

“Questions for you.” “Questions,” Sophia echoed, louder now. “From who?” The man did not answer first. He looked at the sleeping child. The way he looked at the child made Elara’s skin move. “Is that yours?” he asked. Elara felt the floor under her feet shift. The child slept, unaware. Elara swallowed. “Yes.” The man closed his folder. He had a hand like a clamp. “You should come quietly,” he said. “It will be easier for you and for us.”

People made up all sorts of wild guesses. All over the land, people looked towards the capital with a mix of awe and worry. The Emperor had returned, and he had brought an order that would change Kaldor completely. The old ways were being questioned, and the future, for the first time in a long time, felt unsure, hard to predict, and strangely, excitingly, alive. And somewhere, in the dark parts of the royal palace, I waited, wondering how this Liora would react when she found out that the man she saved, the man she promised to care for, was the Emperor who had now declared her his Empress.

I looked at him, my vision blurring slightly. He stood and took a velvet box from a servant, opening it. Inside was not a diamond ring, it was a pure gold family ring. "Isabella," he said, his gaze steady and intense. "This ring represents half of the power of the De Luca family. "I place it in your hands." "From today on, you are not only the heir of the Costa family. "You are also the lady of the De Luca family." I looked at him. At the man powerful enough to shake the entire mafia world, then standing before me, offering half his empire without hesitation.