Warhammer 40k Emperor's Name Novels & Stories

It did not give him what he wanted—her fear. He left without asking a name. He walked down the street and his eyes lingered on the cottage where she slept. For a moment he looked like any man with a purpose, and in that look was a question that could wake old storms. That night the sea was loud. The moon was a thin coin. Elara sat on the steps and held her belly and felt the child move slow and strong. She breathed with it, naming the small life for safety—Anna in her head, or maybe Jonah, depending on how the world tilted.

Brodi huffed out a breath, shocked at his own ineptitude in getting a simple point across. He glanced back up at her and saw a glimmer of humor in her green eyes. She was laughing at him. At him! He sat up a little straighter not sure how to react. The Alpha in him wanted to be insulted and act accordingly, but making his mate happy, even at his own expense, gave him a warm feeling in his middle. He wasn't used to all these conflicting emotions. He cleared his throat before starting to speak again. "Yes, well…" "You know your name is old Norse, yes?" Kelda interrupted. "Fenrir. A son of the god, Loki. It's a very powerful name. A very powerful wolf."

Yet now something felt different. Because Evelyn seemed genuinely disturbed. As though even speaking about the man carried risks. Finally, Damian spoke. "Who is he really?" The room fell silent. Evelyn looked toward Charles. Charles looked away. And suddenly Seraphina understood. Neither wanted to answer. Which meant the truth was worse than they imagined. Eventually, Evelyn sighed. "His real name is Arthur Voss." The name meant nothing. At least initially. Then Charles spoke. And everything changed. "He founded Blackwood Holdings."

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.

he remarked with a smile. Severin felt as if a bombshell had been dropped on him upon hearing that revelation. The Green Emperor was none other than the legendary figure who had once led humanity in battles against savage beasts. The remnant soul that had manifested before Severin was none other than that the most powerful immortal of yore. The magnitude of the realization crashed over Severin like a tidal wave. Severin bowed deeply and said respectfully. "I am Severin Feuillet, a human. Greetings, Green Emperor," he intoned reverently.

A faint, unreadable smile played on his lips. "Amelia Quinn or should I say, Amelia Emiliano? Though I understand that name leaves a bitter taste in your mouth these days." "What is this?" I barked, tugging uselessly at the zip ties. "If you’re going to kill me to finally get Quinnix out of your way, just get it over with. I’ve already had my life stolen tonight, I don't have time for your games." Jared chuckled and gestured to one of the guards. "Cut her loose."

King Chu shook his head; he and We Yan had already discussed this, but We Yan’s answer hadn’t put his mind at ease. “We Yan did become a member of a power on the Mainland, but he didn’t tell me which one. And there is an empire that holds sway over our hundred kingdoms—yet we’ve never met a single person from that empire except for We Yan!” He explained everything to General Ning; as General Ning heard all this from the king, his expression grew very somber. Even the glass in his hand shattered upon hearing this information, which was so painful to him.

The guy quickly got off and ran to the back of the truck, hanging on to the railings, while Ombra disappeared from beside the truck and was suddenly seated primly in front. “I’m honored that you have decided to join us, Lord Ombra,” said the dean as they went on their way. “I am, by the way, Dean Leopold Louise Alcione, third cousin to the current reigning Emperor Gustave Maximilian Alexus Alcione Ignasius.” Johan looked up at the mention of his sur name. “He is also known as the Red Emperor of this century.” the dean continued. “It has been centuries since a dragon have ascended upon us, this is truly an honor.”

Upon its head rested a crown forged from shattered stars. Its face remained hidden behind a mask of endless night. Only two glowing crimson eyes shone from beneath the darkness. Every step echoed like the end of an age. The Null Sovereign immediately knelt before it. Soon, every remaining Void creature followed. Millions of enemies bowed in complete silence. The Emperor spoke. Its voice carried no anger. No hatred. Only absolute certainty. "Rise." The single word rippled across creation. The entire Void army rose as one. The Emperor's gaze settled upon Solarius's white feather in my hand.

He roared with pride. "It’s the start of the bloody night. It’s the beginning of my era. Be prepared for hell. Be prepared for the immortal life of your Ferocious Emperor. I am the LORD. I am the Power. No one could stop me. No one could deny to obey me. Just a few days, and I will rule over the world". He shrieks while raising his hands in the air.