A Heart For The Emperor Novels & Stories

“Making her apologize?” Alexander shot him a glance. “She didn’t do anything wrong yesterday.” Chris frowned slightly, confused by the contradiction. Alexander rolled his eyes. “Are you my friend or hers?” he said coldly. “Why are you defending her?” He crossed his arms, his tone turning firm. “She may not have done anything wrong, but she embarrassed my guest.” Chris did not interrupt; he simply watched him. Alexander’s expression softened briefly, though the change was fleeting. “Do you know how long I’ve waited for Clara to come back?” he said, his voice carrying something more complicated, now something unresolved.

Of course, only a person who once loved you knew exactly where to stab to hurt you the most. I could not even summon anger anymore. It felt like disappointment had hollowed me out completely. My heart felt empty. What I hated most was my own helplessness. “There’s no need to make such a spectacle, Mr. Stone. “It’s just a few words. Don’t disturb my mother’s peace.” I handed the tablet back to him. Suddenly, he grabbed my hand and demanded, “Why aren’t you wearing the engagement ring I gave you?”

His heart ached, but seeing the evil emperor still smiling, he chose to surrender himself to the evil emperor; enjoying life together for now was exactly what he wanted. “Let’s enjoy this carefree life of ours. I hope… our life can stay like this forever!” said the Evil Emperor with a sigh, though his heart was lost in deep thought. He remembered the figure who had been the star of the world back then—the one who stood above everything in the world of Xiwang. “Yes, I’m truly enjoying moments like this, my love… I hope moments like this can last forever!” replied the demon emperor with a gentle, loving smile as he leaned into the evil emperor’s embrace.

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

A make-believe story of course, or else the Godfathers might find out. "Thank you so much Corleone's.. I am so grateful for y'all taking out your precious time for me.. I will be waiting for your calls." 'Of course, they took out their time just to attend to him.. He is the prince of kings all because they claim his father made them stronger and he silenced every law that came against them.. So, of course, his family is their top priority.. Lucky!' I stared back at her, and she also stared back at me.

Yusria swallowed and straightened her posture, her violet eyes exuding determination as she stared straight into the Emperor's sapphire orbs. "However, as a living being, I have my own values and principles. One of those values is that I will not snatch another woman's man and neither will I share my man with another woman. Unfortunately, Your Majesty, not only are you another woman's man, but you are also planning to accept the said woman as your second wife. Such a grievance, my fragile heart won't be able to handle it. As such, I am sorry, but I can't be your Empress. You are not my ideal husband."

“No... no, Eugene. Please, just... let me explain.” I shut my eyes for a moment, fighting the rush of emotions that hit me all at once. How can I still care? How can I still feel this much for him after everything he’s done? I want to be strong, to walk away, but as he moves closer, I can’t help but inhale his scent. It’s familiar, comforting, and it makes my heart ache even more.

The former emperor only sobbed harder. Katherine walked forward. Without hesitation... she took the portrait from his hands. Her fingers gently brushed the painted face of Kia. Her cold expression softened for only a heartbeat. Then she looked back down at the former emperor. "You don't deserve her forgiveness." "You should live." "Live long enough to remember every sin you committed." "Remember what you did..." "...to your own daughter." The words struck harder than any sword. Emperor Ian grabbed her wrist. "Empress!" "That's enough."