The Goblin Emperor By Katherine Addison Novels & Stories

However, his throat was thirsty for blood. “What have you done to me, My Lord?” Something was shifting inside him. His senses were tingling dangerously. He could hear everything - especially Asumu’s heavy breathing - he could see everything, he could feel every emotion emerge from his body. Thick drops of sweat began to flow down Asumu’s forehead. Something was different. His opponent was a goblin. Goblins lived a solitary life, far from humans. Usually, they lived in groups. Rare to see a singular existence.

She looks straights at him, and asks “Where is Gordon.” “See it is so easy… to ask when you want to know something.” Nathan teases her; he knows the departure of Gordon is worrying her. “Please stop being so cocky and answer me.” She sigh as she wrap her arms around her. “There are several packs and kingdom that have been attacks by Vampire, it has started since Gordon was proclaims as the emperor we had sent several helps but the Vampire has outnumbered us, by creating new vampire armies.” He mutters. “But Gordon is the emperor should he not be kept safe from all this? Why he has to go there himself.” She baffles.

“Are we almost to Agatha’s?” “Yes,” Gabriel said. “Her cottage is right over there,” he said while pointing to some rocks. “Umm…I think you are mistaken. There is nothing there,” Emily said, squinting in case she missed something. “Watch,” Gabriel said as he took three steps forward and shifted her to one are. He reached out with the other. Emily gasped. Gabriel’s hand had disappeared. “What…Why…How did you do that,” Emily asked. “Agatha always has a few distractor spells and wards up. If we meant her harm we would not be able to pass. She helped set up some of the wards for this valley too. They have many of the same abilities,” Gabriel explained.

After washing the clothes, she carefully hung them to dry, then checked the time. 5:40 PM. He should be home soon. She walked downstairs and began preparing dinner: steak, Red wine, Candles, Soft lighting. Everything was arranged with meticulous care. At the center of the table sat a velvet box. Inside it was a rare black diamond, elegant and worth millions, beside it lay a document. The contract Alexander had been desperately trying to secure with Harbor International was the key to overseas expansion. Recently, he had been under immense pressure because of it. What he didn’t know was that Aurelia had already secured it, using methods and connections far beyond his imagination.

She increased it again, and he continued matching it without difficulty. Selene, now half jogging with physician texts in hand, looked spiritually detached from her body. By the time Halrem swept through the archway toward the palace terrace, three gardeners, two maids, and one elderly groundskeeper had witnessed the extraordinary sight of the Silver Empire’s empress attempting to outwalk the northern emperor while the northern emperor pursued her with the calm determination of a man on campaign. Halrem stopped at the terrace stairs and rounded on him. “This has become a hunt.”

Very interesting. I walked a little closer beside him, studying his expression shamelessly. “Magnus noticed, didn’t he?” Silence. Then, “Yes.” Simple. Cold. Reluctant. But honest. I let out a quiet laugh before I could stop myself. The terrifying Tyrant Emperor, feared across kingdoms, apparently unable to pretend interest in women long enough to satisfy royal expectations. That was deeply entertaining. “You’re enjoying this too much,” Ragnar muttered. “A little.” “You should stop.” “I won’t.”

He didn’t have feelings like other men. Garth’s shiny shoes stopped just in front of her. She saw his leg bend as he knelt. His fingers gripped her chin, steering her gaze onto his. “You know what I’m going to tell him when he comes to collect your body?” murmured Garth, leaning close. His lips tickled her ear. She wanted to gag. “I’m going to tell him you fucking groveled, bitch. I’m going to tell him you whined and begged for your life. That you begged me to keep you because you love my dick so much.”

They all nod eagerly as they followed me out of the ballroom. Walking down the hallway, "Pardon my manners beautiful ladies, I forgot to ask for your names." I tell them. The laugh, "Well it's alright. I'll introduce myself first." The brunette said. "My name is Hailey Stan, My dad's a congressman and I begged to be his plus one as I'd never seen an actual prince up close." She said her cheeks pink. "Well now you've seen a prince up close and you may even get to be much more closer to him." I tell her my voice dropping an octave.

And whoever this mystery man is, he can investigate later. Zane’s grin returned, though it was made of glass and knives. He leaned forward, voice like a whisper dragged through smoke. “Fine. I’ll play your game. I’ll fetch your ghost lover from the shadows. But make no mistake, Your Highness…” his eyes narrowed, “I bargain in blood. And if you cross me, I’ll make sure yours spills first.” Do-won only smiled. And in the corner, Vaani’s hands clenched around her cup.

The Final Trade "You are leaving!" the Glass-Ghost roared, its form expanding until it filled the void. It lunged for Alexander, its jagged glass fingers aiming for his heart. "The debt must be paid!" Elena stepped between them. She didn't use a pulse. She used her Identity. "I am Elena Everett-Northwood!" she declared, her voice echoing through the obsidian depths. "I am the Shadow Empress! I am the Mother of the Genesis! And I do not pay debts to ghosts!"