White Emperor Novels & Stories

Warren felt their gazes pierce him, and he only felt even more awkward. "Now that all of you are here, let me give you a quick rundown of the situation. Young Master Emile White is the heir of the White fortune. He will be visiting the Cape Continent for the first time. It is your job to make sure nothing out of the ordinary happens to him. Royalty like him, usually travel with their own entourage, but it is your duty to provide added protection. You will get rid of any threats that may loom in the dark," Miss Miller explained.

Here, the ceiling arched high over her head in a domed shape and gorgeous reliefs adorned the polished white walls all around them, but she could hardly pay attention to them. Really, why couldn’t she breathe? “Anzi, to my side. Greet His Excellency, the Emperor Ra-Tet.” Ra-Tet? That was a desert name. Had she heard correctly? She stepped to the side and bowed low at the waist before the monarch on his golden throne. She only had time for a short glimpse, but even that little was enough to confirm the validity of her confusion. The Emperor was pale-skinned and blond with crystal blue eyes. She supposed it was possible he was of mixed ancestry, but with the desert blood being so diluted in hi

It came to a halt after about eighteen powers were brightened. Do you understand, Grandma asked? Your father was the nineteenth emperor, and you are the twentieth emperor. Because your father is present, the nineteenth emperors of your grandfathers have shown their presence. I blurted, "I bow to you all and thank you for your attendance," in a humble tone. Grandma, You couldn't tell the difference in brightness since some were pure white, others were yellowish, and some were red, and some weren't bright at all. If you had paid attention to the power, you would have noticed that the first seven lights were all pure white, while some were brighter than others.

Zephyr Khan knew a little about the Fighting Ape Emperor. It was rumored that this person wasn't a true human. His body still flowed with half of the blood of a vicious beast, and this vicious beast was a matchless and terrifying vicious beast - the Golden Demonic Ape!

I told him and he grew a little tense as he saw some worry etched on my face. "What is wrong?" He asked in worry. "I have a past. A past that follows me. You know since I'm the white wolf, some people know about the gift that I possess." And with that I explained to him everything; how they wanted my gift and that they could have it only if they killed me.

"Everyone knows the Rivera girl is a rare white wolf. Her pups will be top-tier Alphas, every single one. Whoever mates her becomes the future Alpha King." "And look at her—the Moon Goddess must've carved her by hand." "A wolf like that, blood like that, Is Damian insane?" "Poor Rivera girl. Her own mate doesn't even want her." The whispers circled. Everyone was certain I'd name Damian—they'd all seen how badly I'd fallen for him. In my last life, I worshiped Damian as my savior. White wolves are rare, which means my life was never peaceful. I got snatched by rogues once.

He listened intently and found the direction. "Over here!" Chase led the way to a cave resembling a great hall. Here lay five skeletons of white bones, each flickering with different lights—red, blue, yellow, green, and purple. Chase carefully examined them but could not determine what had caused these people's deaths. "Who are you?" a low, weak voice asked. "Who? Who's speaking?" Willow was startled and asked nervously. Her voice echoed in this hall-like cavern. "I am... the Great Wilderness Emperor Emeritus Coiled Dragon," the voice replied, weak and intermittent. Yet to Barry's and Eason's ears, it was like thunder.

" What's Theo yelling about?" "They're talking about ending your life," she was always so playful and fun but today... She was different. "How the hell does a vampire become a werewolf?" She crossed her arms in front of her chest. The whole scenery reminded me of the day I became one of them. Maxine standing with crossed arms in front of me, and a couple of people I don't know deciding my fate in my absence. I walked to the door and tried to listen more. "... a white maned, and he had red eyes. Only the two greatest werewolves had that," Theo spoke so confidently. He always had my back in situations I wasn't able to control.

“Their membership was revoked and they were kicked out. I believe the white witch was enraged that day.” “Did you just say white witch?” Dylan checked. “Yes, that is how the owner is referred to.” “Are you talking about a real witch or something?” “To be honest, I don't know, but what I noticed was that she only wore white clothes and had white hair.” “Is she really that old?” “She appears to be very young; no one knows anything about her. She's a mystery, but she's also the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.” He couldn't believe such a thing existed, but whatever it was, it wouldn't hurt to see for himself.