An Imperial Affliction Novels & Stories

He did not expect the South Cloud Empress would have the ready-made Ilusion Pill. The Empress must have missed the Emperor so badly that she took the Ilusion Pill before bed to meet him in her dream. No wonder she talked in her sleep. Darryl's guess was correct. The South Cloud Empress had taken the Illusion Pill. As a woman, it was a significant burden on her shoulder to be in charge of the entire South Cloud World. In addition, the North Moana Army attacks had exhausted her. Hence, she took the pill before bed with hopes to meet the Emperor in her dream to talk to him.

"What do you mean by incapacitated?" Caleb, too, had a hint of red in the corners of his eyes and on his lips. The intense kissing they had just engaged in left both their lips red and swollen. He leaned against the doorframe, towering over her with a hint of grievance in his deep eyes. "Aren't you a graduate of Imperial University? Don't you know what that means? If a man gets aroused and is left hanging, it could ruin him. If I end up without descendants, it'll be your fault."

I stepped out of the box to look less ridiculous and boy that was no easy feat to pull. “I need a pen, paper, and a safety pin.” He signaled one of his men to get it. The man came back with what I asked for and I wrote something down. After I was done writing, I impaled myself with the safety pin. I winced at the pain because hey, am human. Blood trickled from my thumb and I used it to sign the agreement. I passed the paper to Romano, he read and scoffed but he signed. He didn’t even wince when he impaled himself, well I’m not surprised, he’s not human.

The Immortal Emperor said indifferently. In these Immortal Emperors' eyes, the people weaker than them were nothing more than an ant. The Fiend Emperor knew the current situation. The Immortals had three Immortal Emperors, but he was alone. He was no match for them at all. All he could do was to snort coldly. "Don't you all feel that you're being too greedy?" The Fiend Emperor said coldly. The three Immortal Emperors had captured Immortal Emperor Chu's wife and child. They were like two protective talismans to these people.

Shane nodded and started to listen to her, “Miss Shane, that day when you broke up because of me I’m really sorry. It’s not her fault but me. Roxy was so drunk that night. I saw her crying and depressed when I entered her office. I talked to her and comforted her, I like her so much that’s why I can’t bear to see her crying desperately that night. She thought that the one who’s hugging her was you and not me that night. She kisses me with love because she thinks you are the one with her. She called your name multiple times, Because I love her so much I was blinded by my love for her so I seized the opportunity that came in front of me. I make love with her pouring all my feelings for her but

the other policemen threatened. Emily immediately felt her scalp prickle as her anger faded away. Emily turned around in a huff and continued to wash the dishes. There was no way she could vent her unhappy feelings. She was also unable to cry about how cold she felt. “Xyla Quest is a b*tch. She’d better not be very happy! Even if things have been resolved, Imperial Prime might not be able to completely sell out all its units. Like I said, a property development with negative media attached to it is difficult to sell. I hope she can’t sell a single unit after this! It will all fail in her hands! She will get pimples all over her face from the worry! She will turn into an ugly b*tch!” Emily cu

He took some pillows and propped her up gently. The Empress waved off his concern. She knew her body would heal. "Gentlemen, we have a problem." "What kind of problem?" Zan took her words seriously. The look in her eyes was not of a deranged invalid; the Empress was clear-minded. "I think this sickness was brought on by a dream. Someone is trying to send me a message." Devrim was incredulous. "How can a dream cause a sickness? Surely it was the other way around: the sickness brought on the dream!"

“Holds us apart is social conventions and rules that I cannot obey.” “Imperial physician, I want to make a decree. Sign it with my thumbprint and then I will be—“ The physician nodded quickly before heading to the desk and rummaging around. He put the seal of the emperor on it and handed it to Ning Zhuo. His eyes grew blurry. “In this life I tried to fight fate so much to bring you to me. I am unlucky. I lost so much trying to right my wrongs. I just wanted you. I didn’t even want to be the son of heaven after all. I was led astray by so many people and ended up losing the only thing I wanted to protect, which was the affection between husband and wife.”

Treatment is Mercuric Chloride but there is no cure. This is what Edmund suffers from. His “whore pox” as the textbooks refer to it is so substantial it is rotting his very spine. This disease he feels acceptable to pass onto my myself should he get the opportunity. Mental instability paired with an interest in hurting women with whips struck me as a terrifying combination.

"I just think we should be more careful. That's all. Across the board. With everyone." "Including my wife?" "Including your wife." I waved my hand dismissively. "Raina is the least of my concerns. She's obedient. She's scared. She's exactly where I need her to be." Felix nodded slowly. He stood up, straightened his jacket, and moved toward the door. He stopped with his hand on the handle. "For the record," he said without turning around, "underestimating people is how empires fall." Then he opened the door and left.