The Human Emperor Mga Nobela at Kwento

Anamika thundered. Everyone froze, including Seraphina who was standing a few feet away. The image of the videos they’ve watched about their first Female Emperor, the story they’ve heard about her, and the image of her in their minds, all started rushing out in full force. Anamika spoke exactly how Emperor Dorothy used to. She was the First Emperor in the history of Hassride to ever use the royal pronouns. When asked why, her reply was:

But one common trait she learned from the people was his greed for power. “All hail, Emperor Sargan the Sunborne, Chosen of the Sun God, Ember of the Phoenix, the Father of Drava, and Ruler of the Red Empire,” Councilor Hakim announced. “Your Eminence—the Archon Hunter of Shavath, Estes Amev and Grand Hunter Lorath Morvil.” “Rise,” Emperor Sargan said impatiently. When they all stood, Larice spied his bright, brown eyes—fiercer than any blade, and his dark, curly hair, reaching down to his shoulders. He studied his subjects one by one while tapping his fingers on the armrest of his seat.

Only then could those who had lost the dragon emperor live in peace again. "The empress's orders? Ha! That bitch who gave her body to that young man? Don't joke with me! She is not worthy of capturing us or calling us rebels! Also, what dragon emperor? He is just a human, not a dragon emperor! A small human being full of lies! Evil-hearted and stupid too!" replied another leader of the rebels to the leader of the shadow army.

"A human?" Zenn nodded, "Kai's a half-breed but he was the only heir to the throne, which is why the late emperor hid the truth about his mother. Emperor William kept his human bride in the castle and every full moon, she became his plaything. He would beat her up and torture her, leaving her, most of the time, for dead then ask the healers to heal her only to repeat the cycle over and over again." "Why would someone do that?"

The chosen ones would get bitten by the emperor and a few selected vampires, then new vampires were to be born. "Hello everyone, I'm Adrian Harlow, the emperor of Harlow Empire. I know that your life is about to change a lot and you probably know the rules by now, but let me recite them again for you to clear up any misunderstanding," I started my speech. I could tell how nervous they looked and since I could read minds, I knew how afraid and confused most of them were. How could I blame them for being in that state? Some might think that they should be glad for being snatched away from the life of slavery, yet I understood where the fear stemmed from. I was once in their shoes and I know th

He grinned, and more arousal radiated from him. Go with him. Take him back to his place, screw his brains out, and get yourself under control. One human male will serve your purpose as well as another. No, not just any man would do. Only one. “Go away,” she stated flatly, looking back to the man at the other table, although she was irritated to see her view was blocked by his returned friends. No matter, she could still keep an eye him. “Come on-”

Just me. And I thought I had found that man in Bryan. I met him in a small café when I had just come back from school abroad. He was kind, humble, and full of dreams. He told me he wanted to become someone big, someone who could provide for the woman he loved. I smiled at that time and told him I believed in him. I never told him I was the real owner of Denim Group—the company that his friends talked about all the time. I didn’t want to scare him. I didn’t want him to think I was trying to control him.

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."

"What am I planning? Hmmm, Chard, do you think I will still let go of that child? He's a talent that shouldn't go to waste. Let's retreat for now and visit again next month." "Yes, Emperor." 'The way that kid stood in the middle of danger makes my blood feel an intense excitement and curiosity. Will he also stand like that in the middle of a battlefield?' The man they addressed as the Emperor grinned from ear to ear while remembering the child's face as he stabbed his opponent's flesh. 'I want him.'

He is one of the few cases to have survived and so he lived on the island and his descendants have been on the Empire since the dawn of time. To conclude this first point on the origins of this Empire, we do not come from the same country. You must have noticed it around you. Some people look different, but it doesn't matter how different they are. We are and will remain the same, equal in law. Thetia was not alone, she was accompanied by several people, and they formed the first village of the Empire: Thetia. How do I know it, how does the imperial family know it? Thetia wrote in several diaries her journey : from her birth and life on Edios to her death on Thetia. These diaries will be pub