Novels by Lily Monroe

Melanie Sanders’ words made Marcus Sanders’ heart sink. Though he had been mentally prepared, he still found it difficult to accept the reality.Melanie Sanders continued, “At present, whether in terms of market momentum or the attitude of our partners, Hill Group holds a clear advantage over us.”“Brother, you need to decide our next move as soon as possible.”Marcus Sanders nodded. “Although the current situation has exceeded our expectations, we must remain calm and deal with the problems one step at a time.”“This is not yet a dead end. Russell, contact more online influencers and hired commentators. Control the first wave of public opinion. You know what to do, right?”Hearing this, Russell Sanders nodded vigorously.“Don’t worry, Dad. I’ll guide them to release negative commentary about Hill Group’s new products from every possible angle. We absolutely won’t lose the battle of public opinion.”Marcus Sanders nodded. When it came to Russell Sanders, he was still confident.He the

Before Adrian could even finish his sentence, Daisy lunged forward and wrapped him in a tight embrace.“An angel! You’re the male angel heaven sent to me!”Adrian was truly at a loss this time. A “male angel”… it didn’t exactly sound like a compliment to him. Still, seeing how excited Daisy was, he decided to let it slide.He patted her back gently, but before he could say anything, he noticed Freya standing frozen in the doorway, her face a picture of shock, unsure whether to advance or retreat.Freya looked as though she’d been struck by a spell—her posture and expression perfectly still, like a lifelike statue.What… exactly had she just witnessed?Adrian and Daisy!Freya suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to find a wall and knock herself unconscious.In broad daylight, and they had absolutely no sense of propriety!Adrian had no idea what kind of internal battle Freya was fighting. He simply waved a hand, signaling for her to leave.A mass of dark lines filled Freya’s mind as she

With partners crowding the company, Daisy didn’t believe Stuart Thompson and the others hadn’t shown up.Sure enough, Freya nodded.“Mr. Thompson, Mr. Parker, and Chairman Irving are all in the reception area.”Freya paused, then added as she set the documents down, “Miss Daisy, these three files are from them.”Daisy’s lips twitched slightly. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly.“Freya, go to the main reception room and keep the other partners calm. We really are out of stock for now, but R&D and production have already started working around the clock.”Freya didn’t dare delay and hurried off to the Hill Group’s main reception room.Having followed Daisy for quite some time, she knew exactly how to handle the situation and what to say.Daisy, meanwhile, took the three documents Freya had left behind and headed straight for the reception area.Adrian followed closely behind. Daisy hadn’t anticipated such a chaotic scene, but Adrian wasn’t surprised at all.Given how explosiv

Adrian noticed nothing amiss and bade her farewell with his usual courtesy.“Captain Ophelia, we’ll be heading out now. Let’s talk again sometime.”No sooner had Adrian and the others left than a woman in uniform hurried over in a panic.“Captain Ophelia, something’s happened.”Only then did Ophelia pull her thoughts back and ask briskly, “What is it this time?”“It’s Thunder City. Many karate and judo dojos there have been challenged and shut down—casualties are severe. The hospitals are already overwhelmed. Thunder City has requested reinforcements, and Commander Hamilton has ordered us to assist as well.”Ophelia nodded without hesitation.“If the commander has given the order, then we move immediately.”“What about the kidnapper?”Ophelia glanced toward the station and let out a cold snort.“Didn’t she refuse to cooperate with us? Then let her stay here for a day. We’ll take her away tomorrow.”With that, Ophelia got into a car. Once everyone was assembled, they drove straight tow

Russell Sanders’ sudden reversal left Duncan Kirk so furious he nearly suffered a heart attack.Yet he did not dare openly offend the Sanders family. After all, the Kirk family was no longer what it once had been.Moreover, the Kirks had only a single daughter, and their decline was plain for all to see.Perhaps that was precisely why their daughter had clung so tightly to the Sanders family all these years.Angry and heartbroken, Duncan Kirk nevertheless forced himself to lower his stance and continue speaking to Russell Sanders with painstaking politeness.“Russell, you know very well that my daughter has no personal grudge against Adrian. Wasn’t she acting for the sake of the Sanders family—for your sake—when she did something as foolish as that kidnapping?”There was silence on the other end of the line. To Duncan Kirk, it felt like a glimmer of hope. He gripped the receiver tightly and pressed on.“The Kirk family doesn’t have many connections anymore, but your father is differen

Skyline City, Anping Village Police Station.Nicole Kirk sat in a chair in the lobby, one leg crossed over the other, her face brimming with smug satisfaction and unrestrained arrogance.The captain who had brought them in earlier wore a troubled expression, forced to plaster on a polite smile whenever his gaze landed on Nicole Kirk.Nicole Kirk waited cheerfully for Adrian and Daisy to come out.After about five minutes, Adrian finally emerged from the inner room, holding Daisy’s hand as they walked out together.During the statement-taking, Adrian and Daisy had recounted nearly every detail of what had happened. Yet the moment they saw Nicole Kirk sitting there as calm and self-assured as ever, both of their expressions darkened.Nicole Kirk stood up, lifting her chin as she looked down her nose at Daisy and Adrian.“I told you so. Even if you called the police, don’t even think you can keep me here.”Adrian frowned and turned to look at the captain of the precinct.The captain let

A tidal blaze unfurled between heaven and earth, and within the flames—“Holy Emperor…”The warriors of the Solar Kingdom froze.This moment—This was the end.Their power swelled, vast and violent.From all directions the distant onlookers—those who had kept their distance—felt their hearts lurch.The Holy Emperor had fallen.The great factions witnessing it didn’t even dare show their faces.“Kill!”“Kill that brat!”The Solar Kingdom’s elites were enraged.At once they broke into furious curses.In an instant, the crowd drowned in wrath.The strong of the Solar Kingdom were terrified.No one hesitated.All of them lunged to kill Dragon-Slayer and Anthony.“You really want to die together?”The next moment—Anthony struck once.A swath of top-tier experts exploded, their bodies smashed to pieces.Squelch!Some heads spun off into the air.Dead.The Holy Emperor had been killed.But they… were powerless.They could not keep fighting. If they did, the entire Solar Kingdom might be gro

Dragon-Slayer grunted, swallowed the pain in his seams, and rose into it, the sword-edge cutting a white arc.Beside them, Thirteen Smith muttered a curse. “Stupid kid.” The Holy Emperor only sneered, eyes full of scorn.Dragon-Slayer didn’t answer, his grip biting down. “Hnh. I’ll carve you up.”He fought with everything, every stroke meant to kill. Anthony watched, his gaze shifting—he seemed to read the intent, and held his tongue.Boom—the air rolled like a tide swallowing the field. The Holy Emperor’s rampage had passed understanding; each strike was huge and ruthless.A heartbeat later, the gale rose again. His offense poured like a rain-screen, fists and palms crossing, killing intent spearing the clouds. He was a hammer overfilled with thunderfire—blow after blow grinding down.Dragon-Slayer braced in a flash—swordlight fierce—meeting edge with edge.Boom! He staggered back several steps, heart pounding, a flicker of disbelief breaking through his eyes. Why? What in hell did h

Dragon-Slayer dropped lightly to the ground; a tap of the heel, dust settled. He raised his eyes to the figure standing high above, gaze cold, voice low but heavy enough to hold the field.Though his chest still heaved, he ground out each word: “I’m not afraid of you.”“Today, I’ll defeat you—and kill you.”“The Solar Kingdom will never be a match for Ardenia.”“Your warriors are garbage.”The Holy Emperor laughed softly, a rasp like a blade dragging over stone. “You’re sure? Sure you’re not afraid? Then today, I’ll cut you to pieces.”Dragon-Slayer stepped in instead of back, a short drive of the foot, his body tipping forward, killing intent sliding free like a naked edge. He lifted his head and met the sword-hard gaze above, unflinching.The cold in his eyes cut sharper than steel. “To me, you’re—nothing.”“Today, you die.”“I will kill you.”“You think that boy can really keep you safe?” His words fell like a war banner rammed into open ground, snapping in the gale. Wind licked hi

“Y-you—why are you this strong…”Anthony’s mouth pulled into a cold curve. “It’s not that I’m strong. It’s that you’re useless.”Before the last syllable faded, he surged upward, a raptor cutting through knives of wind and sleet, and stooped.Boom!Explosions flowered across the sky, force scattering like invisible hammers pounding the void. Killing intent poured down like a tangible blaze.He raised another fist. Before it even landed, the gale at its edge flayed the dust to air.Bang!The Holy Emperor’s chest was punched straight through. Blood burst like a flower. His armor shattered; a hideous hole tore open across his front. He was blasted backward, blood running in a steady ribbon from his lips, his eyes wide with a terror that couldn’t focus—grasping at reality’s edge and finding nothing.The rim of the armor writhed, trying to stitch itself—futile against the gaping wound.He lifted his gaze in disbelief, and for the first time, true fear flooded his eyes—the primal dread of t

He pulled a breath, dragging his sight back from the dark. He looked up into the Ardenian youth’s face—indifferent, eyes like a winter lake, unruffled.“Your strength isn’t bad,” Anthony said, mild, with a flat contempt folded into it. “Unfortunately for you, you’re facing me. Which makes everything you do useless.”He tipped his chin, the cold at his eye’s corner cutting sharper. “So this is the Solar Kingdom’s best? No more than this.”Contempt, complete and entire.“In all martial ways, speed breaks all.” He sheathed in one clean motion, his pace itself a declaration. The Holy Emperor was fast—unquestionably. But he was facing Anthony. That alone sealed his tragedy.In a handful of exchanges, Anthony had hammered the Holy Emperor’s confidence to splinters. He had never imagined the man before him could be this absurdly strong. Terror—there was no other word in the minds of those watching.To Anthony, it was nothing. His gaze stayed cold; his killing will drew tighter.The Holy Empe

The heaving air over the four quarters suddenly sank. A darkened silhouette dragged itself out of the heights of the sky, like a deeper thread of night within the night, easing toward them. It had no sound, no scent; even the grain of its aura felt sanded smooth—more secret than a ghost, like a frost-sheathed dagger settling wordlessly to the throat.A heartbeat later, a figure fell from the heights. He touched down without a sound, yet his presence tore the silence around him. It was a tyranny that needed no words; with just an inch of ground underfoot, hearts clenched.“Holy Emperor!!”“The Holy Emperor is here!”“Lord Holy Emperor, a god forever…”“Lord Holy Emperor, mighty and unyielding!”“We can kill these Ardenians now…”“We must kill them…”The boiling shouts surged like oil set alight, raising the temperature of every throat at once. The Holy Emperor revealed himself—a man in his middle years, features unassuming, but a severity honed to lethal stillness. When his gaze droppe