Emperor's Smile Novels & Stories

The Emperor smiled warmly at his son. "Thank you, Father." Prince Russel replied smiling back, but his words were empty of gratitude. Behind his mask was a furious man filled with wrath and pride, he wanted to destroy and eliminate the Emperor since he doesn't believe in his majesty's words and felt like he was being insulted by the Emperor with some sarcastic remarks. When the Emperor turned to Louie, his smile grew wider. "And you, my daughter-in-law, I welcome you as an official Imperial family members. Please keep looking after my son and bring me lots of precious little grandchildren." He chuckled.

It wasn't that long when the crowd slowly went quiet and the big doors opened. "Presenting The Emperor of the Underworld!" a loud voice boomed A guy walked inside wearing one of the most expensive's suits in the world, Stuart Hughes Diamond Edition. He was also wearing a black mask that covers the upper half of his face, I can see how define his jaws are, he was looking so dashing and all. Like a prince but the darker one. I felt Read's hand tighten around my waist as if pinching me, I rolled my eyes and looked back at the Emperor. He was already talking with the others, he was smiling showing his precious pearly teeth.

He nodded, knowing his smile was hinting through again, and knowing that she could see it, as he could see the blood blushing in her cheeks. She was stronger than he’d hoped. All that fire that he held fast in the palm of his hand. He’d make her eat her words, her challenges, along with his cum tomorrow night. And he knew how good that control would be for both of them, how naturally they’d find their roles again. “Well then, Miss Cannon.” He smiled openly now. “I will see you bright and early tomorrow morning.” She gulped and turned, and he watched the gorgeous lines of her body head out his office door.

"Those guys are all jealous that I have such a sweet little fiancée. I'm afraid they'll steal you away." Back then, I believed him. I thought it was love. "Only then did I understand that when someone truly loved me, they couldn't wait to show me to the world." The hospital room door suddenly swung open. Vincent stood there, holding a velvet box in his hand. He smiled the same way he always did, as if everything was under his control. "Happy tenth anniversary, my little fiancée." He opened the box. Inside was an emerald necklace. "Do you like it? I personally selected the stone in Columbria."

The first time I heard it, it was just a soft talk in the market. A few words from a woman buying apples, her voice low and hurried. I almost didn’t hear it, but then it came again, louder this time, from a poor man I’d shared food with a few days before. He looked at me with wide, worried eyes, not seeing Liora, but seeing me, Lioren, the boy who sometimes shared. "Did you hear?" he choked out, his voice breaking. "The Emperor… he’s marrying the girl who saved him. They say she’ll be Empress. Liora, they call her."

His heart ached, but seeing the evil emperor still smiling, he chose to surrender himself to the evil emperor; enjoying life together for now was exactly what he wanted. “Let’s enjoy this carefree life of ours. I hope… our life can stay like this forever!” said the Evil Emperor with a sigh, though his heart was lost in deep thought. He remembered the figure who had been the star of the world back then—the one who stood above everything in the world of Xiwang. “Yes, I’m truly enjoying moments like this, my love… I hope moments like this can last forever!” replied the demon emperor with a gentle, loving smile as he leaned into the evil emperor’s embrace.

Exactly the same as that night five years ago. He placed the best cut of steak on my plate, his eyes swimming with regret. "Try it," he said, his voice soft. "I practiced. A lot." I took a small bite. It was delicious. Better, even, than the one I'd made. "It's good," I nodded. He let out a breath he'd been holding, and the first real smile I'd seen on his face in five years appeared. We ate in silence. Caesar Jr. lay by my feet, looking up at me every so often. For a moment, it felt like we had gone back in time. Back to before Eliza.

He looked at my smile for a long second. Then his mouth moved—barely. The tiniest ghost of a smirk. Dangerous. Lethal. Unfairly handsome. I poked his cheek. “Oh my God,” I gasped. “Was that a smile? Someone notify the empire. The Tyrant has emotions.” Luciano rolled on top of me so fast I squeaked. His forearm pinned me gently into the mattress. Storm-gray eyes hovered inches from mine. “Continue mocking me,” he said in that deep morning voice, “and I will ensure you do not walk properly at training.”

Her beauty wasn't fit to be displayed at a fashion magazine, instead, it was more suited for a royal painting, on the walls of a castle, or a big mansion, looking magnific, regal, and noble. Whenever she smiled at him, it hits him like a train wreck. Because she wasn't a woman who smiles that easily unless something makes her genuinely happy. Otherwise, her smile appeared dead even if she tried her hardest to make it seem alive and authentic. She gave a broad smile that failed to reach her ears, with her eyes hooded, holding no mirth in them. "There." She said. "Does it look fake?" "It does." He answered right away. She dropped her smile and pouted, sulking. Though she was the one who wanted

Bryan hugged and continued, "Ups, no... Congratulations, our new Emperor." Liam grinned but it was vicious. None can assume what was running in his brain. "Where is Aiden?" Liam asked without greeting Bryan. "Well, his plane just landed and he is on the way. Soon he will be here," Bryan informed him. Abruptly, Douglass took the mic again in his hands and announced, "Hello, everyone. I have a surprise for you and our new Emperor. I'm glad to inform you that on the next Christmas or you can say after a few days, our Emperor Liam Matthews will get married to Katherine Rego."