Novels by Lily Monroe

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

Adrian shot toward the warship carrying the second-in-commands of the six major organizations like a cannonball.Panic swept the deck. Orders rang out.“What are you waiting for? Damn it, fire! Fire!”Screams mingled with a barrage of gunfire. Bullets rained down on Adrian, but he didn’t slow. He raised a shield and kept charging.The men of the six organizations soon realized, to their horror, that they were facing a monster. Their bullets, which had never failed them before, couldn’t even break his shield.Before anyone could think of another way to stop him, Adrian was hovering over the warship. Blinding golden light lit up the surrounding sea.He threw a punch.Nine golden dragons appeared once more. With a deafening roar, they slammed into the ship.Explosions tore through the vessel, leaving it riddled with holes. The quickest among those aboard rushed to jump into the sea, but before they could, the entire warship exploded.Another warship had been destroyed by Adrian.Nearly a

With that, Darkris—the leader of Slay the Greedy Wolf—was dead.Hadis, Palace Master of Hall of Heartlessness—dead.William, head of the Wolf Fang bounty hunters—dead.And two more leaders from allied organizations—dead as well.The tide turned so hard the Peak of Death fighters could only stare.“That kid’s a devil. He’s terrifying. What do we do now?”“Blade to the neck whether we duck or not. There’s no going back. We fight!”They roared, and the battle crashed together again.This time, Kro, Emptiness, and Iris Lloyd moved as well.Octavia started to join them, then thought better of it and stayed to guard the badly injured Loisa.Emptiness laughed as he leapt onto a warship. “You killers are all ruthless and fearless. Today Lord Buddha will see just how strong you really are!”He swung his monk’s staff in a brutal arc—where it swept, bodies dropped screaming.His power was nothing if not lethal.He might’ve come from the Buddhist path, but his moves were wide-open and heroic, his

A low rumble of engines rolled in from afar.A dozen warships cruised in, steady and slow.Just minutes earlier, Adrian had decided ships were too slow and switched to helicopters midway, leaving the main force to follow. They made it ahead of the fleet.“Over five thousand elite troops. Still feeling confident?”Hadis and the others exchanged looks—they hadn’t expected this curveball.Darkris still didn’t grasp how bad this was. “Five thousand or fifty thousand—doesn’t matter. Today, no matter who shows up, the victory is ours.”Kro rolled his neck. “Then let’s warm up. But a word of advice—don’t piss that kid off. Even I’m not his match. Provoking him is not a smart choice.”Even with the warning, Darkris and his crew clearly didn’t take Adrian seriously.Adrian’s face was stone. “Find someone else to fight. These five are mine. They die by my hand.”Emptiness and the others had no complaints.The battle erupted again.Darkris glared at Adrian, venom in his eyes. “Kid, you got a che

Several allied leaders wore shame on their faces.“Palace Master Loisa, we’re truly sorry. The moment we got your call for help, we mobilized to come support you—but the twelve major organizations got to us first and blocked our way.”“That’s right. We had to fight through a siege with our lives on the line just to get here.”Up close, they were a mess—blood-spattered, armor torn, exhaustion plain.Darkris laughed, smug and loud. “Hahaha, Loisa, you didn’t think we wouldn’t predict you’d call for help, did you? We sent people to intercept every group you’re friendly with. Sure, some slipped through—but what can seven thousand do?”He laughed again, basking in it.Despair finally settled cold and heavy in Loisa’s chest. It had all been planned. How was she supposed to break a net like this?Darkris wasn’t done twisting the knife. He looked down at the seven thousand who’d arrived, voice dripping arrogance. “You can see the situation for yourselves. Stand with that woman, and there’s on

Adrian smiled at the three beside him. “Same as you—broke through two minor realms in a row. Not bad at all.”They’d clearly expected it, so no one was surprised.Octavia eyed the little flower in his hand and gasped. “Adrian, what is that? It’s gorgeous!”Women were born helpless against anything that sparkled.“It’s an herb I need for a pill I’m planning to refine,” Adrian said. “Didn’t expect to get this lucky.”All four had made significant progress—meaning they now held far better odds of surviving whatever came next.They were still riding that high when Kro arrived in a rush with a crowd at his back.“Good grief, Mr. Doyle. You warned me in advance, sure, but I didn’t think your breakthroughs would make this much noise!”Several ice mountains had been shattered, melting into torrents that bled into the sea. The area was a wreck, as if someone had gone on a rampage.Catching their looks of awe, Adrian chuckled. “Where are you all headed? Why so many people?”At the mention of bu

The great axe swept across. Loisa vaulted high, her thin blade skimming Darkris’s chest—two gashes opened and bled.That only sent Darkris into a fury. Roaring, he charged straight for her.Watching from the side, William and Hadis traded a look.“As expected of a leader of the four great assassin organizations. Darkris is going all out and still can’t gain the upper hand.”“Then we should jump in. Kill her fast before anything complicates this.”Decision made, one lifted twin scimitars, the other slipped brass knuckles on. Both rushed Loisa.By then, Loisa and Darkris were already fighting at full burn.“Darkris, I may not kill you easily, but you won’t kill me either. Come on—keep trying.”She vanished from his sight and reappeared with her blade driving straight for his heart.The danger hit Darkris so hard his body tried to move on instinct—but too late.A split second later, two massive surges of power crashed in from the sides.Sensing it, Loisa had to adjust on the fly and slip