Novels by Andrea

GULP. Emperor Aldous swallowed hard, cold sweat pouring down his temples and soaking the collar of his dragon robe. In a corner of the Hall of Honor, Claude Salvador and Empress Victoria watched the scene with bated breath. Theodore’s statement was no mere empty threat; with thirty thousand Iron Cavalry controlling the palace gates and Rank-7 cultivation power at his disposal, the young man truly possessed the ability to overthrow the dynasty in a matter of days if he so wished! “I-I understand… I understand!” Emperor Aldous stammered hastily, casting aside every last shred of his pride to save his own life in the face of these two border wolves. His wrinkled hand trembled as he pointed to the scrolls of decrees upon the throne table. “I hereby officially revoke all decrees regarding the restoration of the Ford family! The three decrees from last night are null and void! All the compensation territories, the border privileges, and the Cordova clan’s military insignia… they all rem

“Theodore, please... listen to me! I was forced to do all this to protect myself! Have mercy on me... I beg you, forgive me!” Lily Spencer crawled across the wet marble, stretching out her trembling hands to clutch the hem of Theodore’s cloak. Her once-elegant makeup was now smudged, mingled with tears and cold sweat, revealing the face of a petty woman cornered by sheer terror. Theodore lowered his gaze. His eyes, as cold as the icy troughs of the borderlands, stared at Lily’s hands reaching out to touch him as though they were repulsive maggots. The burning revulsion in Theodore’s chest left no room for pity. BOOM! Without a single word, Theodore swung his right leg, kicking Lily in the chest with a single powerful blow! “AAAGH—!” A shrill scream rent the air as Lily’s slender body flew several fathoms through the air before finally crashing against a pillar of the throne room. The woman tumbled across the marble floor, clutching her chest as she gasped for breath, fre

Serena raised her hand slightly, giving a subtle signal to the twelve elite guards behind her. In unison, the border knights slammed the pommels of their meteorite spears onto the marble floor of the hall. THUUUM! A high-pressure shockwave swept in all directions, shattering the remnants of the soul-suppressing seal formation that had been activated on the hall’s ceiling. Dozens of inner treasury warriors and hundreds of palace guard knights were forced backward until their backs slammed against the pillar-lined walls. Their trembling weapons were now slowly lowered; their gazes were filled with sheer terror as they glanced out of the high windows, where the ice-wolf banners of the Cordova clan were fluttering, encircling the entire courtyard of the imperial palace. Theodore wasted no more time gazing at those cowed soldiers. His sharp, piercing gaze shifted, locking onto the figures who had been the most vocal in spewing their venomous slander. “Before we take stock of the

The reality of what was unfolding was far more brilliant and terrifying than the Emperor’s delusions. From the very beginning, when Theodore stepped through the capital’s gates alone to face the royal court, the full attention of the ruler, the military council, and the garrison commander was focused entirely on the young man. All the court spies and officials were busy reveling in the spectacle of the young heir’s trial, assuming Theodore had leapt into a trap without a second thought. It was that fatal lapse in judgment that Serena exploited to perfection. Serena did not wait passively outside the walls. For years, the Cordova clan had planted secret agents and sleeper spies at crucial points throughout the capital. As soon as the palace’s attention was fixed on Theodore’s trial, Serena immediately activated that network. Before dawn had fully broken, the watchtowers, the mechanisms for lowering the moat chains, and even the guard posts at the main gate had been secured fr

Inside the imperial throne hall, the air seemed to freeze at the whirring sound of hundreds of weapons clashing against one another. Hundreds of the Emperor’s personal guards, the masters of the imperial treasury, and ranks of expert archers had closed ranks. Spearheads, swords, and arrows imbued with spiritual energy were all aimed directly at a single point: Theodore Cordova. Theodore stood tall amidst this deadly encirclement. Beneath his feet, pools of blood and the shards of Maxime’s body had been frozen into crimson crystals by the might of the Northern Sky-Splitter. The young man did not flinch in the slightest. His Rank-7 black-gold aura continued to rise calmly, defying the oppressive energy formation shrouding the palace, which hummed thickly. Emperor Aldous, standing on the steps of the throne, grinned savagely. The lust for killing had completely consumed what little fear he had left. “Die here, you arrogant brat!” roared Emperor Aldous, his hand raised to give

Lily Spencer rose to her feet, her knees still trembling violently on the blood-stained marble. Fighting off dizziness and a tightness in her chest, she pressed her back against the nearest marble pillar whilst gazing at the swarm of weapons surrounding her former fiancé. Seeing the young man who had once always knelt before her and obeyed her every whisper now standing on the brink of slaughter, a strange flicker of sadness crossed Lily’s mind—but that sadness was instantly buried by the flood of ego and venomous insults pouring from her lips. To her, Theodore was nothing more than a disobedient pet who deserved his punishment. “Theodore… why can’t you just behave like a proper man?!” Lily screamed, her voice shrill and hoarse, cutting through the tension in the hall with a tone that was both wailing and mocking. “If you’d just obeyed from the start and not caused all this chaos, you wouldn’t be treated like this!” Lily clutched the stained fabric of her dress, glaring with hatred