Emperor's Smile Novels & Stories

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.

**** Within the palace, the air was thick with sandalwood incense. Lady Liudmila smiled softly as she considered the Emperor, who had summoned her despite his busy schedule. She couldn't help but recall the Empress's sharp words and biting sarcasm from the previous day. Lady Liudmila's expression became even more gentle. She knew that the Emperor appreciated her understanding nature, which was in stark contrast to the Empress's overbearing demeanor. Without fawning or attempting to seduce, she simply served quietly, creating an atmosphere of warmth and tranquility.

He had a calm that made the air cold. Elara tried not to look. She poured coffee with a steady hand. Her skin prickled in a way that made her fingers slow. The man looked up. He caught her eye. He smiled then, a small, polite thing. “Good coffee,” he said. “Thank you,” she said. The words were steady. She gave him the cup. He held it like a thing of value. “You’ve been here long?” he asked. “Since spring,” she said. “I like the view.” He looked at the harbor. “My office is in the city. I come down when I need a quiet cup.”

I could almost feel Marcus’s confidence radiating through the feed, a taunt aimed directly at me. And I smiled—not out of pleasure, but because the inevitable was about to unfold. The screen flickered. Marcus Hale’s smile seemed to widen as if he could hear me say— “—because no one smiles at my empire without permission.”

He would never forgive himself if Lucianne got hurt from this. When Lucianne’s hand made contact with Pellethia’s cold one, the empress placed her thumb on Lucianne’s wrist to feel her pulse. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the rhythm of Lucianne’s blood flow. When she was done, her eyes glistened again, and she let out a soft chuckle before her lips curled up into a smile, the type of smile one has when they see a loved one they haven’t been in touched with for a long time; when one is reunited with a close friend after years or decades of separation; when one replays happy memories made with loved ones who have now passed on. It was the type of smile that screamed ‘I missed you…so

Their ample mounds, perky butts, river-like curvy waist, and the forest under the little valley were enough to make a man turned beyond crazy. He was drooling seeing this wondrous scene. He hummed, "Ah! Only if all the dreams can be so amazing like this!" The bewitching empress, who laid on the bed, stood on her knees and began to undress him while kissing on his cheek and lips. On the other hand, Azalias slid his hand down from the waist and grabbed the perky butt of Gristel, while his other hand ran wild on the ample apples of the second girl.

He says, pointing to the kettle quietly whistling by the corner. She obeys his instructions. “Good. Now let it sit for a while, we want to get the best out of it…Now serve.” “Won’t the leaves get into your cup? Are you supposed to swallow the leaves?” The Emperor tries so hard to conceal his smile by staying stone-faced but his quivering lip betrays him, he is forced to pick up a slice of peach to cover the smile. “Serve the tea.” He says in his usual monotone after getting himself under control.

He was fascinated at first by your enchanting smile but he thought something terrible and it looks like he suspects you because you are continuously wore that horrible smile when there is no funny around this creepy background' When Xia Yu heard that, her smile disappeared in an instant, her eyelashes slightly dropped. A small tear that not noticeable when its dark slipped from her eyes. 'Dip! Emperor favor ability rose to -110%. Strive to complete(100%)the Emperor favor ability Host! Good luck Host!' ' .... ' 'Why?!' 'The Emperor probably think, you are already out of your mind. Laugh then in a next second cry. It looks like he thought you were possessed by an evil spirit. Ghost here does e