Emperor's Smile Novels & Stories

The overlord of the Indo Continent Royal family. The temple erupted in a roar. I now have the privilege of introducing the Gentlemen of the Land. When he was twenty-five years old, he was sworn in as Emperor of this Land. In the twenty-first century, he was a billionaire. Dr. Doris, his wife. Ladies and gentlemen, I present His Imperial Majesty Sir Justice Maclean, the current Emperor of the Indo-Pacific. Now we've gathered here to witness Professor Prince Justice Maclean's wedding with his twenty-eight gorgeous brides. Do you believe Prince is a pervert? All the females in this room have seen his star and have voluntarily agreed to serve Prince.

"So, do you already know Aloisia Annaliese Bloodworth?" Wasn't it strange that this emperor would marry Aloisia Annaliese Bloodworth? Maybe there was a connection between him and that crazy woman. When there was no answer, I touched his back. "Emperor?" He didn't move at all. I turned my head toward him and found him deeply asleep. "..." At least, he wasn't drinking my blood. But I was a curious woman. How could I let go of this opportunity? I opened his mouth to take a look at his canines. His lips were back to the original colour. However, his teeth weren't normal.

The CEO of the company we were signing the contract with walked in. And my heart stopped. It was him. The man from the hotel. He walked in self-assuredly, in a tailored black suit. His hair was slicked back, his face serious—but when his eyes met mine, a small smile came out. He walked past Bryan, past the others, and stopped right in front of me . He too was taken aback to see me and he bent in just a little and whispered, "Didn't expect to see my mystery woman here." My face burned.

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

She felt my stare on her, touching the nape of her neck nervously before walking away. The Emperor cleared his throat to speak,“It’s been such a long, tiring week,” he slowly began, rubbing his hand over his face. “And I’m glad we could all sit to share a meal together tonight.” “You're right, dear. It feels good to have the table full again.” The empress smiled at him, eventually turning to say to me, “And look at you, Rhianna, you look amazing. I must say this gown suits you beautifully.”

He’d built this empire from blood and silence, not noise. He leaned back in the chair. The air still carried the smell of sweat, cologne, and money. Faint music played downstairs now — soft, before the crowd arrived. But that wasn’t what stayed in his mind. It was the boy. Not a customer. Not a dancer. Not staff. Just… a cleaner. He had seen him from the bar, up on the second-floor glass balcony, wiping the windows with too much care. Too much stillness in his posture. His arms were thin. Shoulders tense. Movements too precise, like he was afraid of making a mistake.

She looked up at me with a tear stained face and I could see a smile creep up on her lips. "Ofcourse." I smiled too, "I still don't think that The Last Emperor is a good choice for you." Her brows shut up and then her eyes until they were filled slowly with realization. "How did you know?" "Skye?" I smiled at her. "He sure does tell you a lot." Her smile brightened. "Don't go there." I raised my fingers and waved it in the air, "It's depressing. I'm talking about the music." I said all at once.

POINT YOUR SWORD TO ME CHAPTER 15: INDESCRIBABLE EMOTIONS Leen was confused about what happened inside but she had no right to ask, thus she stayed silent. Despite the fact that even the Empress said that the Emperor was a scary person, the Empress had a bright smile on her face. It was seemingly the exact opposite of what the Empress told. Leen looked back and shrugged her shoulders. It seemed that even the Emperor couldn’t handle the Empress’s cuteness and had fallen for her at first sight.

The dragon emperor's smile did not disappear from his face; he seemed indifferent to what he had done. "Despicable!" Zi Lanying exclaimed as she freed herself from the dragon emperor's sword. She stared at the dragon emperor with hatred, blood continuing to flow from the wound caused by his sword. The Dragon Emperor saw that Zi Lanying, who hated him so much, didn't care, because what he wanted was the body of the devil princess, and of course, the blood that was already on his sword. "Hey, interesting blood. This is really suitable for reviving her," said the Dragon Emperor with a happy smile on his face.

he said with his usual emotionless face. No, tell me, is is really some problem with smiling, I mean literally this person never ever SMILES. I thought of something and at that same very place, I started rummaging through the pages. There I learned, how passionate Emir was, he properly had a record of every single detail of his flavors and ingredients, and trust me that was the most amazing file I can ever think off, perfectly balanced with the flavors of Michelin star chef. I chose some recipes and then asked for his confirmation, there were