A Heart For The Emperor Novels & Stories

Seokjin ordered. "It's not up to anyone! This Emperor wanted to stay with His Empress until the baby will come out." Emperor Sunwoo insisted. "Then, stay! Okay, Empress Han, breath in, breath out.. On the count of three, two one! Push!" Seokjin said. Kana push in all his might, holding the Emperor's hand. Emperor Sunwoo was known to be ruthless and cold and can killed anyone in a second but seeing Kana in pain because of him, he is scared to death, his face paled and he looked lifeless.

"The Cadwell family has always been loyal." "Your Majesty is too kind." I kept my head lowered. "Theo… Adrian, His Highness is my son. Protecting him was my duty." The old Emperor's eyes flickered with surprise. "Your son?" Adrian suddenly said, "Grandfather, she is my mother." His voice was not loud, but it was extraordinarily firm. The old Emperor was silent for a moment. Then, he smiled. There was a trace of bitterness in it. "Good. Very good. The fact that you feel this way brings me comfort."

"Those guys are all jealous that I have such a sweet little fiancée. I'm afraid they'll steal you away." Back then, I believed him. I thought it was love. "Only then did I understand that when someone truly loved me, they couldn't wait to show me to the world." The hospital room door suddenly swung open. Vincent stood there, holding a velvet box in his hand. He smiled the same way he always did, as if everything was under his control. "Happy tenth anniversary, my little fiancée." He opened the box. Inside was an emerald necklace. "Do you like it? I personally selected the stone in Columbria."

She played with her fingers in her lap, her eyes refusing to meet mine. "My name is Emerald and I'm the the Princess of Wales." She said. My hands curled under her chin and I lifted her face to meet mine. "Wow, your name effectively captures your beauty." I told her. A tinge of pink rushes to her cheek, "Thank you." She says. "The way it matches the colour of your eyes, your jet black hair, pale skin and the most tempting cherry red lips I've ever seen." I continue. She blushes harder this time too shy to say a word.

The moment he could see, he hugged her tightly and vowed never to let her down. After regaining his sight, Jameson returned to his position as the heir of the Hart family. Everyone said that his status was too noble for him to be with a village girl like Camille, who still had an accent when she spoke. However, Jameson cherished her like a treasure. Anyone who dared to speak ill of Camille in front of him would see him turn against them. He showed everyone with his actions and words that he loved Camille with all his heart. Over time, everyone believed it. Camille also believed in it deeply.

She kept begging, "Joseph, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. Now, it's just the two of us in our family. We only have each other. Please forgive me. I'll obey your every command…" He did not look at her. He only talked to the bodyguards. "Bind her to the bed!" he ordered coldly. He took out a scalpel and slowly unbuttoned Yvette's shirt as she watched in terror. "This heart belongs to Wendy. You don't deserve it, so you should return it to her," he said. "No! Are you out of your mind? I'll die without this heart!" yelled Yvette. Yvette was finally afraid. She had always been adored by her brother.

she chokes out. I watch as she lowers herself to a chair at the foot of the bed. I forgot Doc said he had responded to a few calls about Conner. He had tried to convince Ava to leave him but to no avail. “He was so kind to me,” she says in a hushed tone. We all jump as a man in a white coat walks into the room. “Are you here for Mr. Hogan?” he asks, unaware of the heart attack he just gave us. “Yes. Was it some kind of accident?” I ask, hoping Marcus is correct.

" I leaned into him, feeling the heat radiating from his skin. His chest heaved as I undulated against him, my hips pushing into his thigh with a slow, pulsing motion that sent sparks of pleasure through me and made my clit throb with anticipation. "You're not all evil," I whispered, my lips barely grazing his earlobe, "Not all heartless, I can tell because I know you feel something for me." Adrian tensed at my words. He looked away, the muscles in his jaw flexing as he fought to deny his feelings for me. I watched him with an expression of understanding, not wanting to push him any further. I knew how difficult it was for him to even consider those feelings, let alone voice them out loud.

From her reading of the Heart of the continent, she knew that the citizens of the continent could never be completely trusted; especially the common folk. Anybody from the Great Houses could be the most powerful emperor or Chief but once the common people turn against their reign, that rule becomes considerably threatened. That was one of the major turning points in the novel in which the reigning emperor of the continent, Ishaq was forcefully dethroned. Clearing her throat, she put on her most convincing smile—one that she always used when she was about to glean information from a source. "May I know your name, Ma'am? I would like to be more familiar with you," She said as an ice-breaker.

Anamika thundered. Everyone froze, including Seraphina who was standing a few feet away. The image of the videos they’ve watched about their first Female Emperor, the story they’ve heard about her, and the image of her in their minds, all started rushing out in full force. Anamika spoke exactly how Emperor Dorothy used to. She was the First Emperor in the history of Hassride to ever use the royal pronouns. When asked why, her reply was: