Urban Immortal Emperor Novels & Stories

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

He only feels the knife striking on his back from David’s cold-gaze. “I’m going outside, sir.” Yami said to Dawn, Dawn eyes winded. Don’t-leave-me-alone—wait! Damn it, Yami. You are dead! “Then let me excuse myself, Mr. President.” Yami added, he turned his back on them and walk outside the office. Even though he wanted to help Dawn. He can’t do anything. Empire is the powerful-business-family in G City. They are capable of doing anything, even it’s illegal, they can cope with that using their money, they can turn your life into ashes if they want to. They are so fucking rich and no one can beat them.

"His Highness, the Imperial Grandson, has returned!" The cries echoed one after another, rippling outward through the entire palace like waves. Outside the Emperor's private chambers, the chief steward Edmund Linton came out to greet us personally. His eyes were red-rimmed. "Your Highness, His Majesty has been waiting for you." The doors opened. A thick medicinal smell washed over us. On the great canopied bed, the old Emperor reclined against cushions. He was gaunt and withered, barely recognizable from a year ago. The moment he saw Adrian, tears welled up in his clouded eyes.

" Flashback. A few centuries ago, where Blade was still human. He was an emperor that was feared by all, He is known as what they called the tyrant Emperor. "Your Highness, Don't you think it is time for you to chose an empress?" His subjects asked him once again. What everyone cared about was the Emperor's offspring, and which family that he would choose his empress from. "How long has it been since i killed the last person that brought up the topic of an empress?" Blade looked at them coldly, as Dillan who was standing next to him immediately handed him a sword.

People say he’s a myth. “You look scared, princess.” His voice snaps me out of it. I glance around. The speakeasy is thinning out. Only a few attendants remain, too attentive, too still. Watching. “The Godfather, Dominic Ventura?” I ask. “You thought he was a myth?” Zavier’s smirk turns colder. “He’s not.” I follow his line of sight.

Kade better hurry up on his end, or I’m going to burn this place to the ground with all of them inside. “You? You think you’re going to take down the empire I’ve created? That’s rich, really. Even with all your money, there isn’t anything you can do that Scotland Yard and MI-6 haven’t already tried. Even that flash drive you stole from my business is useless, so I would be careful what threats you want to throw out there,” Duncan warns, taking a step closer to me.

The key opens a secret door in the basement which depends on you; are you going to allow humans to enter? The diary, you need it to trace the day, month or year, it is a mysterious diary only given to generations. There is a bunch of it in the secret door. They’ll appear to you if you plan to have a family. Lastly this pocket watch, it will let you travel anytime. Literally, any TIME. Sam we’re immortals... There are a few of us living in this planet. At his first day during 1940, he noticed that the fields were no longer emerald. Houses and establishments were built all over.

"I am not holding you." "..." This bastard! "Since you admit your crime, I will be lenient." The emperor took a step toward me, putting his hand in the hilt of his sword. "It seems that you don't even know who the emperor of this country is." Fuck! Why did I call him an emperor? He's not an emperor yet. Dante Scheledrus Wyrm tilted his head as if he was expecting me to do something. I swallowed. "What is my crime?" "It's a crime to steal from the dead." He bent down on his one knee in front of me. With a low voice, he told me, "Don't you know?"

The Emperor was jostled in the fervor of the crowd, receiving more than a few bruises and possibly a cracked rib as he tried to exit. In his enthusiasm to leave the crowd, Devrim got off course from his exit. As he searched to get his bearings, the Emperor spotted something that made his heart stop. A little way off in the back of the crowd, a human boy stood watching with his arms crossed. By his sour expression, the boy was very displeased.

"The Emperor of Corceigea Empire, Leonardo Kartan Crossus." Finesia flinched a bit as her lips parted, she doesn't know what Jeneva is talking about. Hearing Leonardo's name from someone's mouth makes her envious, it feels something wrong deep inside her. "I don't exactly understand, who is this Emperor you're talking about?" she asked. Jeneva trembles just by saying the Emperor's name. "The Emperor who fought the Divine Dragon alone in Grisaia and tamed it. He's not just a powerful man but an immortal born from a Goddess's blood."