The God Emperor Novels & Stories

Would he really destroy past him? A thunderous beat echoed across the marble as the Heavenly Emperor rose to his feet. The whispers ceased and the hall instantly fell back into suffocating silence. “What madness possessed the three of you,” the Heavenly Emperor said, voice deep and curt. “to consort with demons?” The chamber fell deathly still. The Emperor’s cold gaze swept over the kneeling god and two witches. “Do you even realize what you’ve done?” Eron scuffled forward, chains dragging along the polished marble. He lifted his head just enough to meet that searing gaze. “Your Majesty, “I can explain—”

How could the man in front of them be such an idiot who prioritized beauty over morality? “Hey, you two are really uninteresting! Well, anyway, you two are single for life, so…” “Ha! Brother Mo, do you really want to fight?” asked the immortal god sharply and angrily upon hearing those words about being single from the demon god’s mouth. "If you want to die, I’ll help you!" added the man beside the immortal god, who turned out to be the Dragon Emperor. Long Chen observed the three men who seemed to be attacking with their words yet still exuded an aura of camaraderie, making Long Chen understand why all three had died one after another. It was possible that the demon god died because of his

It was the first time in his life that he agreed with her, and he didn't appreciate this feeling. The conversation around Thetia continued for several more minutes. Compliments were intermingled in the words of the two adults. Until it was time to bring up the sensitive subject: Hezekiah Kestle. They hated him, everyone hated him. But given his position, he was the ideal pawn to defeat the Emperor.

I bite my lower lip and sighed deeply. " We should go. " he politely said, resting his hand on my lower back. " He's Antonio Rego, younger brother of my father. He is also mafia. He decided things are good or bad for his people. He likes everything to work according to him. You'll speak when it requires. " he said and caught sight of me. " I had heard, you are the Emperor." I asked, " You didn't talk about it. I was thinking um.. " I stopped.

Just how he did not have Mercy for the poor citizens by importing firearms, she will not have an ounce of mercy for him. Miranda's face was dark and an extremely bone chilling and threatening aura was emanating from her body. Everybody who saw her would stumble and run away for their dear lives. She was like a devil sprout from the deepest abyss of hell. She was oozing darkness, suffocating and choking darkness.

Thea was anxious about whether she could find the Ancestral God Rank Elixir within the limited time to help humanity survive the impending calamity. She did not stop cultivating for the past ninety thousand years. Back then, she was a Quasi-Emperor at the Ninth Tribulation. Right now, she had already become a Second Heaven Grand Emperor. Xainte was also impressive. She had stepped into the Quasi Emperor Rank’s Ninth Tribulation and was only one step away from becoming a Grand Emperor. “Reporting!” Just when the hall fell into dead silence, a fully armed warrior walked into the hall. The warrior had powerful energy and emitted a domineering aura. At a glance, it was evident he was a powerful

Qingluan quickly squatted down beside him and shook her head gently. In the distance, upon the people of the Orthodox Path heard the words "Nether Emperor", they were even more horrified. The four legendary characters in the four great Devil Sects; Divine Corpse of Corpse Refinery Sect, Venerable Bloodied Devil of Bloodied Fiend Sect, Empress Raksasa of Fort Raksasa, and as for the Dark Shadow Hall, it was this Nether Emperor. But these four rarely come out to the world and two of them were now here today. How could everyone not be surprised?

Asalan Enlim says, dismissing them all. They filed out, leaving the room without turning their backs to the Emperor until they reached the door frame. They now again and leave, closing the door behind them. Silence engulfs them in the room as Una takes in the features she has not yet seen in the room. The intricate designs and pieces laid out across the room made no sense to her at all. "Are you the emperor they speak of?" Una asked, taking steps down the bedstand to stand in front of him. He might be the emperor here, but she was not from this timeline. She knew nothing about her at all. "What year are you from?" The Emperor asked her.

William corrected. The man who still earned the nickname "The Strongest God of War" didn't like the idea of people misunderstanding Riley. He still wanted his son to be known as one of those soldiers who wouldn't kill his opponent. That would make him a prouder father. According to him, the mistakes he had made in the past should not be made by Riley. He was once known as the "God of Death" because of his great killing ability, but then he turned into a general who was able to defeat enemies without killing them.

Gods… He was sculpted. Cut from marble and fire. His back was broad, muscles flexing subtly as he moved, the flicker of his spine tapering down to hips she’d never dared imagine until now. His skin glowed pale against the flickering lantern light, tinged faintly pink from the cold, but to her, he looked—he looked like a secret she was never meant to see. Then he turned. And Vaani’s breath caught in her throat with violent force. His length was huge. Her thighs pressed together involuntarily. Heat, forbidden and sharp, bloomed low in her belly.