Emperor's Eyes Novels & Stories

Her soft and pink lips trembled as tears leaked out of her closed eyes. Her eyelashes were long and made her green eyes look breathtakingly beautiful. Now that her eyes were snapped closed, Andreas had the urge to see them again. Those were definitely the most gorgeous green color he had ever seen. It was weird, how he felt something for this little sacrificial lamb of his. She was just a child and yet she was evoking foreign emotions in him. He had never felt this way, before. As soon as he realized what he was here for, he gritted his teeth and pushed his gun against her set skin, brushing it and almost breaking it. He was quick to snap out of his thoughts.

She quickly brushed a few locks forward and made me touch it. “It’s real, just to let you know.” She said jokingly. I was a bit surprised that the Empress could joke around with me about this stuff. But in my curiosity, I decided to touch her hair. It was soft and beautiful; I could tell it was real. In the Nanto Empire, no one had hair like this. The most interesting feature there was the red eyes of the Imperial bloodline. It felt like I was in an anime with all these different colored eyes and hair. I stopped touching the Empress’ hair and I took a step back.

She stood perfectly still. Like a statue. Her eyes were fixed somewhere beyond the Emperor. Beyond everyone. --- Inside the laboratory... Luke tilted his head. "What's she looking at?" Alicia immediately recognized it. "...The portrait." Everyone followed her gaze. At the very end of the hallway hung a magnificent oil painting. A beautiful woman with long chesnut hair and emreald eyes eyes smiled gently from within the ornate golden frame. The Late Empress. Charlotte Hyperion. It was the only portrait displayed in the hallway.

He's beyond human's appearance "Shut up!!" the emperor shouted My eyes rounded as his shout rang, 'What the h*ll? His white silky hair was shining so brightly to the point that it compliments his fair skin. And everything about his appearance are perfect. Specially his blue piercing eyes. But he's giving me chills! His dark aura wasn't visible but you can freely feel it. I can even feel my sweats pouring just by standing in front of him This won't do! I need to do something for my nanny!!

He has wavy long brown hair and blue eyes with a noble mustache. “Greetings, Director Zhu. My apologies for the negligence of my subordinate that almost cost you your life. I’ll investigate this matter thoroughly and try my utmost to give you a satisfactory answer!” Emperor Romulus said with a righteous tone, all of his stance and body language indicate that he is infuriated with this event no less than the one subject to it.

I’m certainly going to try this one, she thought, admiring the precision of the moves. But then, as she observed the instructor closely, their eyes locked. Vaani’s breath caught in her throat, and for a moment, her heartbeat quickened under the weight of his unblinking gaze. His eyes, droopy and triangular, seemed to pierce into her very soul, holding her captive. Is he the Crown Prince? she wondered. It must be him—who else would possess such skill in swordplay? Not that this changes how I think of him. Her gaze drifted to the scar that ran across his right eye. When I saw him eight years ago, that scar wasn’t there.

The Flaming Phoenix let out fierce cries and charged straight at the Blood Emperor. The Blood Emperor snorted. The roar of the sea of blood rolled up monstrous waves of blood and swept toward the Flaming Phoenix. The Flaming Phoenix charged straight into the sea of blood. With an explosion, purple flames spread across the sea of blood. A roiling bloody fog rose like a cloud with the shape of mushrooms. The Blood Emperor snorted angrily. Huge waves rose from the sea of blood and extinguished the spreading purple flames. The Blood Emperor raised his eyes. To be exact, he raised two bloody holes. His so-called eyes were also covered with wriggling blood and looked very disgusting. He looked at

"She's still a Princess, and you have to respect her even if you hate her, because you serve her now!" She made a disgusted sound. "Not like the bitch can hear me anyways," Gods help me. "I wouldn't say that, Emilia," I spoke, before opening my eyes. "If none of you want me to... Do what I do... I suggest that you don't look me in the eye!" Then opened them, trying to get used to the light of the room. The doctor came closer. "Don't worry, kid, I came prepared. I'm using dark glasses. Now look at me, let me see your eyes," he held my chin and I looked up.

And there, sitting on a throne of liquid gold, was the Emperor of the East. ​He did not look like the man Lin had described. He was young, his features sharp and beautiful, his skin a radiant bronze. But his eyes were not human. They were two perfect spheres of emerald glass, reflecting the entire room in a thousand different facets. ​“You are late, Winifred,” the Emperor said, his voice echoing with the resonance of a thousand bells. ​“Where is the Emperor?” I demanded, stepping in front of Winnie.