White Emperor Novels & Stories

I’m about to use Emerald’s eyes again when a vision overwhelms me. ** I see Alpha Everly’s eyes glow menacingly. They are now a glowing iridescent white, incredibly spooky. Light swirls around her as she brings vines up from the ground. There are creatures with red eyes surrounding her, pressed to kill. The creatures are pitch black, twisted and evil. While they fear her light, they are charged with one motivation: snuff out the light. She can’t do this alone. She needs help. I see a pair of hazel eyes before me. They close with finality. I see the same vision, but with a pair of bright blue eyes. There is a feeling of sorrow that washes over me.

He falls to the floor as his eyes return to crystal blue. Ida drops the knife on the floor and cradles her husband. "You have to get rid of that wolf. All of the imperial wolves will fall if you do not get rid of that white wolf. She is bringing all the spirits back from the realm, and she will possess us all," Ida says.

“Yes please.” The man smiled and continued. “As you can see, the Black Tortoise represents the North, the Vermillion Bird represents the South, the Azure Dragon represents the East, the White Tiger represents the West. That man in the center, he’s known as the Yellow Emperor, and he holds them all together.” “That’s very interesting,” Jade said, her full attention focused on the image in front of her. It seems like she has finally found her topic. “Isn’t it? If you’d like to know more about it, there are a couple of books you can read,” the man continued.

He's beyond human's appearance "Shut up!!" the emperor shouted My eyes rounded as his shout rang, 'What the h*ll? His white silky hair was shining so brightly to the point that it compliments his fair skin. And everything about his appearance are perfect. Specially his blue piercing eyes. But he's giving me chills! His dark aura wasn't visible but you can freely feel it. I can even feel my sweats pouring just by standing in front of him This won't do! I need to do something for my nanny!!

The air became silent, and still, no one moved. It had been the talk for the past few days. Something from the past had returned. Something with perilous intent for all of mankind. Her father's soldiers had been sent forth across the sea to battle these things, these whispers, and while everyone was scared to say it, they knew it was a failed voyage, and none of those men were fated to return. Not with the bodies the waves kept washing daily to the coast. The soldiers had been graced with the powers of the Whites, an untold force that was meant to keep them alive, but no one believed that was even a thing. Because they hadn't seen it used. But hell was about to break loose. And this danger,

He does not realize the danger of being a white wolf. " Yes, you are right." She took her feet off the table and straightened up her posture. " Mercedes is the descendant of the legendary white wolf. I can dare say she is the only one of her kind." Speaking of his mate, Felix's attention was fully caught and he was attentively listening. A playful Alexa is annoying, but a serious Alexa has something important to say. That is what Felix learned over the years of knowing her. And right now the important matter regarded his mate.

adorned with shimmering limestones is curved elegantly along the sides. From my vantage point near the middle of the deck, the vast expanse of the beautiful blue ocean stretch endlessly ahead, but all my attention keeps drifting toward the front, the bow of the deck. The Emperor stands there. He hasn’t moved once since we started our journey. Today, he's not dressed in fancy coats, gold or fur, yet he looks even more appealing to the eyes. A white, open-necked shirt hugs his chest, tucked into tight black leather pants that show just how tall and broad-shouldered he really is. He wears no crown, or jewels, and yet it’s obvious to anyone who looks at him, that he is pure glorious and royalty.

I sobbed, as purple mist from the amethyst swirled around me. The white hart molded into the shape of the dead god of Venus, Eleleth, and walked to me on shuddering legs, dragging all of the inferno behind him. He had starch blond hair, was thin and pale and obscenely tall, and his white robes and tunica were covered in dust and moths. A sickly halo bloomed white-blue on his head.

And there, sitting on a throne of liquid gold, was the Emperor of the East. ​He did not look like the man Lin had described. He was young, his features sharp and beautiful, his skin a radiant bronze. But his eyes were not human. They were two perfect spheres of emerald glass, reflecting the entire room in a thousand different facets. ​“You are late, Winifred,” the Emperor said, his voice echoing with the resonance of a thousand bells. ​“Where is the Emperor?” I demanded, stepping in front of Winnie.

the white man nodded his head. “Exactly; also we are talking about the Lightning Emperor over here!” the black man smiled before retrieving a betting slip from his pocket. “You really did bet on the Lightning Emperor,” the white man chuckled bitterly. “Why so bitter? Have yo already placed your bet?” the black man was quick to realize what was wrong and pointed it out.