Son Of The Emperor Novels & Stories

Chu Xun looked at him faintly and said, "Call your father out and let me have a look. If you can't call him out, you will die more miserably than them." The Son of God was stunned. Why was it different from what he had imagined? Shouldn't Chu Xun be polite at this time and send him away? "Haven't I told him clearly, or does Chu Xun have a poor understanding? My father is an Immortal Emperor. An Immortal Emperor! The most terrible Immortal Emperor. Aren't you afraid?" "What the fuck! This guy bought the title of the Son of God, right? Maybe this guy is not the biological child. Could the child of the Immortal Emperor be so stupid?" Flaming Qilin felt incredible.

Prince Elon snorts. "Abel was my son and deep down you knew it. Turning him into a slave or even killing his mother were my most reckless mistakes. I intend to redeem myself by letting him be the emperor as destiny intended," his father responds. "I have no doubt that he will be just and kind." "I have been your favourite son and the greatest knight, it is my right to be the emperor!" Prince Elon roars. "But you have grown weak! No longer fit to serve as King!"

"He’s mine, Lucien. He’s the son of a genius doctor and a woman you thought was trash." "I want to see him," Lucien growled, his hand reaching out to grab my arm. I stepped back, my eyes flashing with a cold, lethal light. "If you touch me, I walk out of this hospital, and your father dies on that table. Is that a trade you’re willing to make, CEO?" Lucien’s hand hovered in the air, trembling. He was a man used to owning everything he saw, but for the first time in his life, he was looking at something he couldn't buy.

He also spoiled the biggest drug deal of his son. "I want to see my grandson first. Darius, suggest this name to my daughter-in-law." "Like I'm going to be in the delivery hall." He snapped dryly. Antonio flattened his lips, his fist tightened around the phone. "Don't betray me on this." "You deceived your own family. Now suddenly you want loyalty." He laughed evilly, breaking the silence of the night. "That wasn't in my hand. I was compelled. I don't want..." He gulped and whispered to himself. But the silence of night made it easy to hear.

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.

While my father wanted a son, everything was left to me, and I have done nothing but prove to him that a woman can rule and ensure everything goes well. My head falls forward, and this world isn't what it was before. My father retired, and things changed, but not as much as in the last few months with him gone entirely. Death took him, and for some reason, when people hear of his death, they fight me. They think I will crack and become weak; instead, I stood taller, stronger and fought back just as hard, if not harder.

His head was wrapped with a pointed ear and a small horn and big eyes like a dragon – reciprocating the greeting with a nod. He then paced forward and stood facing Ibrahim. “Nice meeting you, Your Highness Ibrahim, the monarch of the almighty lion.” He proceeded to turn his head at Shadow, looking meaningfully at her before his cheeks rose beautifully. “And also the father of Her Holiness Shadow.” Ibrahim’s muscles coiled under the skin, and his shoulders stiffened. At first, he watched the pink-haired man suspiciously. Yet, the greeting from the new emperor of the Underworld was flawless, and it put him at ease instantly.

"Why? You actually gave up your title as Crown Prince for this tramp. Are you trying to drive me mad? If it weren't for her, would you have tried to elope? Is that how you repay your father and me, who've invested so much in you?" Under her relentless questioning, Dorian was left speechless with shame. Just then, the sound of footsteps approached from behind. "You ungrateful son! Since you're willing to give up your title for this woman, then I'll grant your wish." "Your Majesty, no! Dorian was just temporarily misled. Please give him another chance!" Empress Victoria immediately fell to her knees, begging for mercy. Emperor Roland glanced at his rebellious son, who showed no sign of remorse

"You need to come home. Your father is dying." He should have said no, and ended the call, or thrown the phone across his pathetic studio apartment, and pretended he had never heard those words. Five years ago, Patriarch Michael Thorne had stood in the grand hall of the family estate and declared his eldest son dead to the Holy Order, dead to God, and dead to the bloodline that stretched back twelve generations of exorcists. Gabriel had been seventeen, broken, and desperate for understanding that never came.

“ my Lycan , my son Lycan, my great son Lycan ” truly the Emperor slept, she didn't not appear.