The Emperor Runyx Novels & Stories

If a man wanted to, he could stand up and fight back, he would have a chance, but most women wouldn't. So instead I find their weaknesses and exploit them. Smiling at the next name I go to the club. Walking in I watch as everyone stays quiet. I see Evan look towards the fire exit, moving I rush to block it, grabbing him I throw him back. "What do you know?" "Well, the princess won't be ruling the city for long, that is for sure." He laughs, moving I punch him. "Who took her?" "You kill me you will never know." He smiles smugly. "I was expecting your visit, after standing right there watching them talk and listening, I couldn't wait to watch her empire fall down."

Veluven is said to be a "blessed empire". According to its history, the very first emperor named Ydar is a god so Imperial family members will inherit healing and shapeshifting abilities. The empire's current emperor is a man named Tyrolin. He has 3 sons and a daughter: Zion, the Crown Prince , next is Henry, third is Pelird, Lastly, we have Princess Yana, the youngest of them all. Emperor Tyrolin had 2 lovers. The current empress who is the mother of Zion and Pelird. There's also Consort Ruby who died when Henry was 7.

"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

Far below, the world bustled, unaware that every move was already mapped in her mind. The wolf materialized beside her, white and vast, its fur shimmering with the light of a thousand forgotten moons. Timeless, unbreakable, its gaze met hers. They see you now, it said, voice ancient and wild. Nyxara drew a slow, deliberate breath, her violet eyes burning like twin amethysts against the night. “Good,” she answered. “Let’s see who’s bold—or stupid—enough to challenge me next.” Her empire was awake—every facet, every shadow, every secret.

George's pov The fertility specialist's office was in one of the richest‚ and therefore‚ quietest‚ neighborhoods of town‚ and it had a clientele who paid extra for discretion․ I wasn't expecting to get anything out of them directly‚ as doctor-patient privilege being what it was‚ but money and pressure somehow always seemed to get the tongues of professionals to wag when applied by the right person․ I'd sent my best investigator‚ a former detective named Marcus Wren who'd worked for me on and off for years‚ someone thorough enough to find a thread in a haystack of paperwork and patient enough to pull it slowly without spooking whoever was holding the other end․ He'd called me twice over the c

Level 4 Civilization, Boundless Galaxy. Planet Brechen, inside the palace of the Great Quinn Empire. A middle-aged man was lying on a luxurious bed. His face was pale and he looked quite weak, as if he could die at any minute. He was the Emperor of the Great Quinn Empire, Spencer Quinn. He was the man at the very top of the pyramid that was the Great Quinn Empire. One could say that Spencer was the person who dictated everything in the Great Quinn Empire.

He couldn’t help but be awed by the different antiques he saw. “Once we get you treated, I can show you around. But first, let’s take care of your wound.” “Yes, sir.” Carl sighed, and he knew this man was still guarded against him. “Right, what’s your name?” “I’m Ethan Castro, sir.” “Call me Carl. And to remind you, I hate being called sir.” Carl then hopped into his Ferrari parked in front of the museum. Ethan followed him as he kept a cloth in his wound. “So tell me, Ethan, why were you in the King’s Game?”

We briefly walked away before turning and heading to Gynem. “So…Beta Penn…do you need a Best Man?” Hunter asked, trying to sound nonchalant. “I suppose I do,” Penn smirked. “You up for it?” “I mean, sure…why not?” “How do we think the Wanix will react to Penn being their Emperor?” Zeke questioned. I shrugged. “Probably better than they would have reacted to Cedric.” *** Serena was the first Wanix to see us when we exited the forest. “The Empress has returned!” She screamed as she ran over to us.

She was running and running along the path laid out not knowing where she was going. Eloisa ran all the way to the hospital from the pub, which was almost on the other end of the village. As soon as she heard the news, she closed the pub and ran all the way to the hospital. When she reached her mother's room, she saw her sleep and nurse fixing her saline tube. Eloisa entered the room and the nurse looked up at her. The room smelt so stale and filled with medicinal smell that it made her almost choke. She had never really liked hospitals anyway. She came to the hospital only three times including today. Not once she felt comfortable here. Hospitals always smell of stale and death to her. The

"The fundamental reason for your failure is that you were too conceited. On the battlefield, this is fatal. It's also where you fall short compared to the other princes." The middle-aged man sighed. He was actually the emperor of the Great Emerald Empire, Jaxon Voidheart, known as the Flying Dragon Emperor. The silver-armored general was his illegitimate son. After an imperial banquet, Jaxon, emboldened by wine, had forced himself upon Jasper's mother, Rose Wicker. She was the daughter of the Crown Prince's tutor, Barney Wicker. Rose, being a woman of talent and refinement, did not enjoy Jaxon's company or these court gatherings. Therefore, she had deliberately found a quiet place to retreat