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The Emperor

The Emperor's obsession

(Matured Content-No rape) “She was promised to a prince. But taken by a monster who calls himself king.” In a realm ruled by blood and empire, twenty-four kingdoms bow to one throne — and at the center of it sits Emperor Zareth Ravaryn, a vampire older than most dynasties, cold as obsidian, and feared as much as he is obeyed. Princess Serenya of Vayrana was never meant to catch his eye. Gentle. Devoted. Already betrothed to the human prince she loved from afar. But one imperial ceremony changed everything. When the Emperor sees her — veiled in gold, eyes full of light — he names her his future Empress. She refuses. He doesn’t ask twice. Now torn from her homeland and chained in silk and duty, Serenya finds herself in a court of shadows, where power is worn like perfume and secrets drip from every whispered bow. But Zareth is not just the monster she feared. He is obsessed. And his obsession doesn’t break... it consumes. As the blood empire trembles under rebellion, forbidden longing ignites between captive and captor, and the girl who once dreamt of love must decide: Will she fight for her freedom— or burn for his throne? Dark fantasy meets imperial seduction in this slow-burn vampire romance — with original lore, dangerous rituals, forbidden love, and a heroine who was never meant to kneel. Welcome to the Empire of Thorns. Where love is a game only monsters win. #bookone of The Empire of Thorns series --- Excerpt. A man stood before her. Not just any man. The man. Eyes like twin flames. Lips curled into a knowing smirk. A voice like thunder dipped in velvet. "And who might you be, little dove?" Zareth purred. Serenya's heart slammed against her ribs. "I-I'm... I was just—" "Lost?" he finished for her, his tone mocking yet oddly amused. She nodded, clutching her veil tighter. His eyes trailed down the curve of her figure, and then back to her eyes. "You're not from around here," he said, though he already knew. "I'm from Vayrana," she managed, voice barely above a whisper. His grin widened. "That explains the veil. So well-behaved. So sweet." He stepped closer, and she instinctively backed up—until her back hit the wall. "Running off alone into a palace full of monsters... either you're braver than you look, or dumber," he drawled, eyes gleaming. Her eyes widened at the insult, but something in his tone kept her frozen. "I didn't mean to be disrespectful—" "Oh, but you weren't," he interrupted. "In fact, you've just made this entire evening… interesting." He reached out, adjusting the edge of her veil with a gentleness that contradicted his deadly aura. "What's your name, dove?" She hesitated. "Your name," he repeated, voice darker now. "I don't ask twice." "Serenya," she whispered. He leaned in, mouth brushing close to her ear. "Serenya," he repeated, tasting it. "Pretty name. Suits you." Then, as quickly as he came, he stepped back. The moment shattered. "Go on now, little dove. Before your father comes searching."
Sienna_voss · 12.3K Views

Wizard: The Emperor of Magic.

The sky shimmered with twin suns, casting warm hues over rolling hills and ancient forests. The air itself buzzed with an unseen energy, and the very ground beneath his feet hummed faintly, as if alive with secrets waiting to be unraveled. He blinked against the unfamiliar light, confusion etched across his face. But confusion quickly gave way to awe. A bird soared overhead, trailing glimmers of blue light in its wake. Nearby, a child pointed a finger at a fallen branch, whispering a single word—and the wood floated into the air, spinning gently before settling neatly into a bundle. Magic. It was real. Tangible. Everywhere. In that moment, a hunger was born in him. Not a hunger for food, nor for wealth or fame, but something far deeper—a yearning. A need. An obsession. The magic of this world, this radiant, endless force that danced in the air and bled through every leaf and stone, had sparked something inside him. And each passing day only fanned that flame higher. His only goal became understanding Magic and growing in Magic. It consumed his thoughts. He chased rumors of ancient scrolls, watched from shadows as mages cast their spells, and spent sleepless nights sketching symbols he didn’t yet understand. He would kneel before old statues and listen to forgotten songs, desperate to catch even a whisper of arcane truth. Because he knew—knowledge was the key. The key to understanding this world. The key to understanding Magic. And knowledge… was the key to understanding the Universe.
Alex_kingstone · 10.8K Views

Emperor Of Firon

In the cold-blooded Empire of Firon, power is not passed down. It is seized. Behind its gilded walls, queens smile with poison on their lips, noble houses forge alliances like blades, and ministers whisper rebellion into velvet-draped shadows. The Emperor grows older. The succession grows bloodier. And across the realm, commoners pray for peace while their homes burn beneath banners they no longer recognize. Long ago, when the world was whole, magic pulsed through the land and peace reigned under the guidance of the Vael'Isari. But the prophesied child of light was stolen, her power fractured and scattered across the eight empires. Now, kingdoms teeter on the edge of ruin, each clutching at broken pieces of her legacy, while the ancient Watchers whisper of fire, judgment, and rebirth. In the frost-bitten peaks of Seath, a massacre wipes out a village that had remained untouched for generations. From its ashes, a girl is taken, a frost-born child who cannot lie and will not break, dragged into the heart of Firon's palace, where beauty is currency and obedience a cage. She is not alone in her suffering. Inara, the emperor's favored queen, hides a storm behind her silks, her unborn child caught in a prophecy that could shift the empire's future. Across Firon, generals sharpen their swords, royal heirs plot each other's deaths behind gilded smiles, and the noble houses wait in silence, remembering everything, forgiving nothing. As forgotten bloodlines awaken, old curses unravel and monsters, both mortal and divine, rise once more. The Fourth Queen walks the thin line between loyalty and treason. Empires fracture. Wars bloom like fire across their borders. And legends begin to stir. This is not a war for thrones. It is a reckoning. And no one is ready. This is the story of an empire on the brink. Of power, sacrifice, and the many who will burn to remake the world—or survive it.
Iglo_Frost · 1.4K Views

Choked By The Emperor, Employed By The CEO

In her first life, Elara Vale was raised for one purpose— To assassinate the most feared creature in the realm: The Vampire Emperor. Cold. Cruel. Immortal. He reigned over kingdoms soaked in blood, his power absolute. Elara trained for years, and when the time came, she drove the enchanted blade deep into his chest— only for him to laugh through the blood, pull her close, and strangle her with his bare hands. That was the last thing she remembered. Until now. Waking in a world of glowing screens and moving machines, Elara finds herself reincarnated into the modern era, in a body that isn’t quite hers— black-haired instead of Blonde . Grey-eyed instead of brown. Still her… but different. She tries to adapt. Blend in. But fate isn't done with her yet. Her new job? Personal secretary to Lucien Thorne, the ruthless CEO of Thorne Tech Empire. And the moment she sees him— Her blood runs cold. He has the same face. The same voice. The same bone-deep presence that once ruled empires. Except now… he’s human. Or at least, he pretends to be. Slick suits. Charming lies. No trace of fangs or blood. Everyone else sees a brilliant young billionaire. But Elara sees the man who once watched the life drain from her eyes. And what terrifies her most… is how he looks at her. Like he knows. Like he’s always known. He never mentions the past. Never slips. But his gaze lingers too long. His presence curls around her like an invisible leash. Elara tells herself it’s paranoia. That this can’t be the same man. That it’s just a face. A coincidence. But deep down, one question refuses to let her go: Does he remember? And if he does... Why is she still alive?
knightangle_17 · 832 Views

The Path of Power (The Emperor Trials)

It began with silence. Not the kind that crept through rooms late at night, or the kind that blanketed cities before a storm—but a silence that stretched across continents. A pause. A universal hush. Then, all at once, every living person on Earth heard it not through their ears, but deep inside their minds. "A new emperor has been born." The words were clear. Ancient. Powerful. Spoken in no language and yet understood by all. Some froze mid-step. Some wept without knowing why. Others—those with power or knowledge of the unseen—felt a ripple of energy surge through the layers of reality. The message didn’t stop at Earth. It passed through dreams, planes, and dimensions. And somewhere deep beneath layers of forgotten space, ancient things stirred. Beings locked away for centuries shifted in their prisons. Some smiled. Others screamed. Not all of them were sane anymore. Most of these creatures once gods, demons, or monsters had been cast into the crevices of existence. Trapped in what humans now called hells, their forms and minds had twisted over the ages. Once noble or divine, they had become demonic, dangerous, desperate. The message had confirmed what they had long feared and hoped: the imperial line had returned. An emperor had risen. In the deepest chambers of shadow governments and secret orders, alarms were triggered. Hidden organizations the kind that even presidents answered to scrambled into action. They knew what the return of an emperor meant: chaos... or salvation. And somewhere on the slopes of an old mountain, a young man named Philip stood he had just accepted the final legacy He didn’t hear the message. Not like the others. For him, the silence remained. But something within him shifted.
emmy1124 · 38.6K Views

Kissed by the Dragon Emperor

Crystal couldn't believe it. The Dragon Emperor, a man of perfect form, handsome looks, and great power, was lying on top of her! And they would share this very delicate and embarrassing position for three days!   Crystal Diante was a woman cursed with terrifying Fate and Destiny. She was fated in sorrow and destined in suffering. She was captured by powerful men who sought to challenge an Ancient Dragon. But the Dragon awakened was much more than a regular dragon. It was the Ancient Dragon Emperor, Adam, the Serpent of the Perfect Morning! He was like a god of the ancient era and revealed not a dragonic form, but that of a man. He was perfect. He was arrogant. He was handsome beyond the furthest dreams that Crystal could dream of. A battle raged as Adam fought Crystal's kidnappers which ended in Adam and Crystal being buried in a mountain. The young woman found herself protected and sheltered by Adam who bore the weight of the mountain. But he, could not leave for he was exhausted. The two shared a tight space. With only little room to move, Adam was forced to lay on top of her to carry the mountain, and Crystal was forced to lie under him. Their lips were always less than an inch apart from each other. When the proud Dragon Emperor spent hours with the girl, he began to use his powers to feed her by transferring energy through the mouth. Each kiss only drew Crystal deeper to the depths of love. For three days, the god and girl talked, kissed, and shared the most joyous moments that they could possible experience. Soon, the Dragon Emperor succumbed to his emotions and betrayed the purpose of his rebirth. He bestowed a Binding Kiss to Crystal. But such heaven could not continue. The gift bestows Crystal with great power, but Adam mysteriously vanishes. Will the magical binding kiss be enough for Crystal to overcome the shadows of treachery that lurk to slay her family? Will she reunite with the perfect stranger and find answers to the mysterious kiss? Will the Pray of the Dragon become the Partner? Dive into a tale of forbidden love, tragedy, betrayal, inherited destinies, and epic battles. Dive into a world of Wizardry and Will. A world of staves of magic and Swords of Power. Journey with Crystal as her life was forever changed when she was... Kissed by the Dragon Emperor.
Rapture_Tales · 98.1K Views
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