Novel & Cerita Emperor's Eyes

Fragile, even. My chest contracts in a way that pisses me off. Her eyes lift and find mine. Blue meeting blue. The chapel disappears. For a second, it’s just us. She’s beautiful. The kind of beautiful that makes a man angry about it. My jaw ticks. My mouth goes dry. “I shouldn’t want her,” I mutter under my breath. Valerio hears. He always does. His lips twitch into a smirk. “Careful, amico,” he murmurs without turning his head. “Someone might think you’re human.”

Vincent stared at my eyes in the photo. "That's not her… that's not my Bella… "My Bella would never treat me like this. It has to be him. That bastard must be controlling everything behind the scenes." His breathing turned ragged, his eyes bloodshot. "I need to see her. "I have to see her in person."

James said as he leaned down and grabbed Amelia’s hand. Her eyes furtively shot over to me to gauge my reaction, but I didn’t show one. My face remained an emotionless mask, devoid of any malice or anger that was boiling beneath the surface. Images of James pleasuring Amelia in an alley swirled around in my head, but I pushed them down and walked over to the window.

Only a priest's prayers could ensure that Daeleen received my eyes. Onlookers expressed envy, and some were even moved to tears by Samuel's devotion to Daeleen. What they did not know was that the romantic Capo they were admiring had plucked out his own wife's eyes, and that the owner of the eyeballs on display were now lying on a bed, staring into nothing but darkness. There was no painkiller being administered. All the moans from the pain left me panting for air, with only the ventilator to keep me from suffocating.

I looked up. His crimson eyes were on her. Directly this time — not peripheral, not the passing survey of the corridor inspection. Looking at me with the full weight of the Emperor's attention, which was the kind of attention that could silence a room of generals, that could make grown men of military rank speak carefully and choose words like they were choosing weapons. I held his gaze.

Monster Emperor Taras replied with a malicious grin. Monster Emperor Taras gazed at the sun with his red eyes as he gestured slightly. All the Suns started dropping towards Tsarayu at rapid speed Monster Emperor Taras turned to look back towards Tsarayu but found the spot empty. Before he could do anything, all the Suns dropped on the empty spot, creating loud explosions and craters. The whole ground was filled with them, but the ground below monster Emperor Taras was safe and sound As monster Emperor Taras knew that Tsarayu wasn't there, he looked around and saw something which made him cough a mouthful of blood due to anger.

said the Emperor who turned to look at Eric. Pain struck Eric's heart. He was barely able to breathe. He was panting heavily but quietly. There was too much to be said and too many unsaid words. His hands clenched tightly and turned white. Eric frowned as he looked at Ruby, but Ruby refused to meet his eyes. His eyes was blazing mad now as she refused to look at him. "Looks like it's really just rumors," said the Emperor. Eric looked at the Emperor his face was expressionless. Cold and unreadable. He didn’t say anything and remained quiet.

Although the colors varied, it was still a jeweled eye nonetheless. Furthermore, there were nine of them! And he was the tenth! "This emperor didn't know that Lady Maureen had a brother in my empire." The emperor said amiably. "I don't think that was possible. After all, weren't you treating our little brother like a dog for eighteen years?" The purple jeweled eye woman gently said as she smiled softly at the emperor. Although her appearance and voice were gentle like water, her words contradicted it as they stabbed through the emperor and the crowd who were cheering for the sudden visit of the nine Saint Archmages.

From that day, whoever was born with crimson red eyes was considered the royal bloodline of the Bliaviroth empire. ' Sigh! The cruellest truth is the crimson eyes hold the power of manipulation. They can suppress the low ranking werewolves and rule over them easily...' I sighed in relief because it was something which helped me in becoming the emperor. The civilians accepted me as their new emperor very easily without any hesitation. " We have cleaned the blood soaked sheets, your majesty. You can now rest," the nurses informed and walked out of the bedroom. The fishy smell of blood was invading my nose. I looked at Aly and said," I can't tolerate the smell. Can you spray some perfume oils n