White Emperor Novels & Stories

The Second War God snapped out of his thoughts and replied, “The 15th batch of insect soldiers have just been successfully researched. They’re currently undergoing further testing.” Then, he clapped his hands. With the crisp sound, heavy footsteps were heard outside. Soon, a muscular man walked in. No, he could not be called a man! He looked like an adult male with his bare upper body showing off his muscular physique. His limbs looked incredibly strong and powerful. However, his eyes were completely white and devoid of pupils, and his face was deathly pale. His movements were quick but stiff. He was one of the insect soldiers that the fake emperor mentioned.

Matthew was looking up. His eyes were filled with surprise and astonishment. A giant shadow forecast over him as well the chimaeras behind him. The owner of the shadow was a large winged being with bluewhite scales. Its eyes were green and shone dimly in its own shadow. Its wings made it appear bigger. It was standing on two legs and it also had a pair of arms. It gave off a very intimidating presence with just its appearance alone. It was the Elemental Dragon Emperor, Platinum!

In the past century, many white vampires had passed away from a strange disease that struck the elderly, but new generations were born to continue the lineage. Only three white vampires had the authority to see the black prince: Ismael, now the ruling Supreme of the whites; Kaigan, his son; and Luciana, his wife. Ismael had promised the former Supreme he would do everything to ensure the prince remained in slumber, whatever happened to him. He would pass down the knowledge of how to make the century-long sleeping chemical to his children up to the following generations.

added Galela, patting Max's cheeks gently. "Who is coming, Madam?" Max couldn't wait to find out who the 'big guest' was. "The Black Emperor!" Galela answered, raising both of her hands. "A man famous for being very powerful, rich, a king of kings, and very handsome!"

In the White-Robed Divine Palace on the Central Divine Continent. Outside the grand hall, there was only a single figure standing in the vast land. That person was dressed in white from head to toe. From a distance, he looked like a spotless snowflake in the Land of the Divine. Upon closer inspection, one would find that this person's hair and eyebrows were all white, and even his skin was white. Who else could it be but the White-Robed Emperor, Mu Tianyang? At this moment, he was standing alone outside the hall, staring into the distance as if he was waiting for something.

The Emperor gestures with a hand, and an attended comes forward, carrying something in his arms. “Zepherin Sigmond, step forward.” He does. I watch the Emperor stand to his own feet as well, and once more, Zen kneels down. The emperor reaches for whatever the attended had brought, and unfurls it to reveal a long cape of pitch black, trimmed with white fur near the top, and held together by two ornate braids of silver. The Emperor drapes it over Zen’s shoulders, and from where I am, I can see the back of it.

After saying that, he pointed at the people around him, "See? There are so many people here today, can you seven alone handle it?" Elder Violet Dome's eyes were ice-cold as he coldly said, "Sultan River, you're making a mistake today, do you know the consequences of doing so?" Emperor Taixuan laughed, "Despite his age, there are some things that can be clearer than you guys." At this time, a red silhouette flashed to the front, but it was the Vermillion Bird Envoy of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, and seeing that he was not all the way with the Seven Kingdoms, Elder Coldwill asked coldly, "Who is Your Excellency again?"

"I thought you said the Emperor did not want to be disturbed?" Inal asked stepping back out of the dark room. "The emperor has gone on a stroll and asked that if anyone comes looking for him I should tell them that he doesn't want to be disturbed," Tiartu said. "Mother, I am glad to have found you here, "Aranar Enlim said. Aranar Enlim was the crown prince and he was just nine years of age. He had been looking around for his mom for a while.

She said politely while she bow her head. The Emperor touch her chin using his forefinger to lift up her face, "Don't bow your head and call me by my name." Zelia was looking at the Emperor's face who was also looking at her straight directly to her eyes while the Emperor's forefinger was still on her chin. When she realize that His Majesty has a gold like color of his eyes, she can't help but to chuckled. The Emperor look at her weirdly, "Why are you laughing?" This is the first time that she saw her Majesty shattered his expressionless face.

“Mommy! wake up I want to play!” “Casey be quit let mommy sleep come downstairs” “But Daddy, I want mommy to play with me” “Not today, moms not feeling good today let her sleep” I can hear the door close slowly as I start to open my eyes. The room is dark. The blackout curtains keep the sunlight out and today I’m so glad that they do. My body feels like it has been run over by a train. I try to turn over in bed and it hurts so bad that a moan escapes my mouth. I don’t know how long I laid there. I didn’t care, I wished that I would die right there and never have to live another day in this place. I feel horrible and could not see anyway out of this situation but death. I finally force my bod