Novels by Lily Monroe

Master Darkshade and Master Clearwind exchanged a glance. The suggestion had merit.As for Octavia’s taunts, they paid them no mind.After all, they had never claimed to be paragons of virtue—winning by any means was their creed.Seeing them move toward Daisy, Octavia stepped forward at once, blocking their path.“Stop. Take one more step, and I won’t hold back.”They had already witnessed her strength in the earlier fight, but neither master regarded her as a true threat.Even Russell Sanders dismissed her entirely. With the masters present, he had no fear of harm.When they remained unmoved, Octavia chose to strike first.She lunged straight toward Russell Sanders.It wasn’t because he was the weakest—but because, within their group, his position mirrored Daisy’s importance to her.If she could seize him, the two masters would be forced to yield.Catch the leader, and the rest would follow.Russell Sanders had not expected her to target him so directly. For a moment, he froze in pla

Octavia shook her head. Daisy’s fingers brushed against her phone case at last.“Why are there so many missed calls?”After scrolling through them, Daisy opened her messaging app. The moment it loaded, hundreds of notifications flooded the screen.The sheer volume was unsettling, and her brows drew together.As she opened them one by one, her body gradually stiffened in her seat.The Sanders family had united the four great families to target every one of the Hill family’s businesses…The Grant family had been dragged into it…Unfair contracts had been forced into signing…And the most repeated message of all—Do not return to Skyline City.A jolt of alarm shot through her. She lifted her head at once.“Octavia, pull over—something’s happened!”Octavia slammed on the brakes.“Miss Hill, what is it?”Seeing Daisy’s ashen expression, a terrible thought crept into her mind.“Did something happen to Adrian?”Daisy shook her head.“No… it’s my family…”She handed over the phone. The more O

“I… I know…”A frail man stepped forward, pointing at Arthur Barrett.“Many of the classified files in our research department are stored on Director Barrett’s computer.”Arthur Barrett glanced at the man who had betrayed him, too weak even to glare.This was exactly the effect Duncan Kirk wanted. He casually pointed at another person.The selected individual’s legs gave out instantly, and he was dragged forward by two burly men.This time, however, Duncan Kirk did not order any violence. Instead, he fixed his gaze on Arthur Barrett.“You may be loyal to the Hill Group—but can you guarantee that everyone here shares your loyalty?”Arthur Barrett lowered his head in silence as Duncan Kirk approached him.“Whether they suffer or not depends entirely on you. If you cooperate…”“Impossible.”Though his voice was faint, it was unwavering.Duncan Kirk’s expression turned cold. It was time to unveil his final card.“Very well. You may not care about yourself—or even them. But surely there is

After they dragged Arthur Barrett outside, his screams soon echoed back into the building.They were accompanied by the sickening sounds of bones snapping, one after another.Inside the laboratory, everyone felt a creeping dread, each person fearing they would be next.The mere sound of such agony was unbearable—none of them could imagine enduring it themselves.Duncan Kirk glanced at their frightened expressions, and though he was somewhat satisfied, he knew it was far from enough to make them speak.“You. Come here.”He casually pointed at someone—the young man with glasses.Realizing he had been singled out, the young man staggered backward in panic.Duncan Kirk let out a cold snort. There was nowhere to run.“Bring him here.”At once, his men stepped forward and seized the young man.“What are you doing?!”A ripple of alarm spread through the lab.Duncan Kirk chuckled.“What do you think I’m doing? As long as you refuse to tell me where the formulas are, do you think any of you wi

The Grant family villa lay in utter disarray, yet no one had the heart to tend to it. A few remaining servants wiped away their tears as they began to tidy the main hall.Tabitha Grant’s mother let out a soft sigh and joined them.What had just occurred was nothing short of a catastrophe for the Grant family.Especially Timothy Lane’s parting words—they weighed heavily on both Tabitha and the rest of the family, filling them with unease.Tabitha’s father knew his daughter’s temperament all too well. He fixed her with a stern gaze.“No matter what happens tomorrow, you are not to go see that bastard Timothy Lane. Do you hear me?”Even back when Tabitha was still in school, he had heard enough about Timothy Lane to form a thoroughly negative impression.And now, seeing him aligned with Patrick Davidson only confirmed his worst suspicions.A man like that—one didn’t need to think twice to know he harbored nothing but ill intent.Tabitha did not answer. In the end, she simply lowered her

Though Daisy had once been someone Russell Sanders desired, after clashing with her time and again, his hatred for her now trailed only slightly behind what he felt for Adrian.The members of the Hill family trembled, not a single one daring to speak.Finding no amusement in their silence, Russell Sanders turned and left with Master Darkshade.Only after they had completely departed the hospital did the Hill family finally dare to breathe again.“Thank you… for not telling them where Daisy is.”Joanna Emerson let out a bitter smile, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.The Hill family was already on the brink of ruin. Daisy was the only one the Sanders family had yet to locate.As long as Daisy remained free, there was still hope.The others understood this just as well.“Don’t say that, Joanna. Daisy is our last lifeline…”They only knew that Daisy had gone to the provincial capital for a meeting. After that, she had vanished without a trace.But hearing that she was not under the

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