White Emperor Novels & Stories

Finally, a deep vice carries through the ballroom; “Rise.” After a moment longer of staying exactly where I am, I rise with the rest of the people in the ballroom. On the stage opposite to the stairs, the Emperor has taken his seat at the throne. His hair is completely white, but still thick and full, brushed back from his brow. A heavy crown sits on his head, gold and crimson, studded with gems.

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?"

The air was thick with the taste of sulfur and ancient death, heavy enough to rip the breath from mortal lungs. Emperor Caelum rode a top-class shadow-warhorse at the head of the obsidian ridge expeditionary force, his midnight-black imperial coat snapping sharply in the freezing gale. His shoulders squared, the dark star-metal crown glinting in the pale, ashen light, throwing a long, commanding shadow across the scarred ground. His gold-and-silver eyes scanned the perimeter with the cold, calculating focus of an apex predator who smelled blood on the wind.

The room where the Emperor sits was colder than I remembered. Or maybe it was just me. The big, gold crown sat on its soft pillow, waiting. It felt strange, like a weight I was too weak to hold just a few days ago. My memory, which had been a jumbled mess of pain and confusion, was now clear and sharp. I saw images of people who had turned against me, like a bad scar. The kingdom was a mess, and I had just come back to try and fix it.

The shopkeeper looked at the white on SU, looking at the white on Su's dress, although the shopkeeper's face did not show anything, but the heart still looked down upon the white on Su. "You are the shopkeeper here? " Su Yue Bai looked at the shopkeeper, feel the shopkeeper to oneself more or less slight. Suyuebai quietly in mind, now or the first to sell out more important pepper. "You say to have what trade? " Although the shopkeeper still chooses to let Su Yuebai finish saying first. Su Yue Bai took out a little pepper, handed over to the shopkeeper, "I do not know the shopkeeper can have seen this? " The shopkeeper shook his head and took an interest in something he had never seen befor

*** Later that day, Summer went back home. [In Summer's room] Summer's room was massive, it was painted white with the blue shade of diamond; it had a walk in closet and a princess sized bed with white sheets. Her bedroom had a huge flat screen TV in it. By the side of her bed was a small electrical lamb. Her make up table and mirror was also inside her closet. Her room contained sofas with a little glass table at the middle. Her curtains were plane white and she had a huge portrait of her self in the room. Chloe had always fancy the color White and she knew how to maintain it.

Vera finished. Ginika frowned. He had never heard that side of the story before. In fact, the people back in his village never gives any credit to the Emperor. As long as the people of the three kingdoms were a concern, the Emperor was a devil’s incarnate who had ceased power for himself and had beaten the kingdom to fit his evil architecture. “That’s not true.” Vera lifted her brow, but Ginika could see that she was only surprised and not angry at the least. “The people of the Three Kingdoms were the ones that had fought the demon and had created the white mountains.”

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.”

They do exist; they live with us humans under the same roof, and they are dangerous to us; they are monsters, merciless killers. Our job is to hunt them, kill them, and protect ourselves from their worth. Emilio White is not what our world is thinking. Who is a business tycoon, the owner of multibillion-dollar companies in the US. What the world doesn't know is that he's a beast, a freaking monster; he's half human, half vampire, and half Lycan. His father is the former king of the Lycans, and his mother is a thousand-year-old vampire.

She gestured towards Joe and Bryan respectively. Leukos, adorned in a polar bear fur wrap on the upper half of his tail and an ornate whale leather vest, stood out with his all-white appearance. Even the skin of his torso, which was visible between his fur wrap and vest, matched the albino white of the rest of his body. Despite his young age, he had a muscular build, hinting at the potential for great size once he reached adulthood, resembling an adolescent bodybuilder. Notably, his plate contained only meats. He carefully placed his plate on the table and raised his hands to sign.