Emperor With An Inconceivable Heart Novels & Stories

“Shadow is perfect to be my consort. I’ll cherish her till the end of my life.” “Why is it, My Emperor?” His Chancellor named Vilfredo asked while bending his body. “She is not a simple lady you see. Besides, the requirement to be The Holiness, the protector of the worlds isn’t simple. Not even once did we succeed to be acknowledged by The Unknown. Why do you think she was accepted as soon as she descended upon this world?” “My Emperor, it's her experience, her kindness, and wit.” “Ha ha ha ha ha. You knew it. You knew.”

The parchment feels electric even through my numbness, like touching lightning through glass. The fire sputters again—an ember hissing against silence. Or maybe that's my heart, forcing itself to beat normally. To hide what churns beneath. What can never be said. Never be acknowledged. Never be allowed to exist outside. Empresses can not be distracted. The thought cuts through my mind like a blade, threadbare from overuse but still sharp enough to draw the correct response. Empresses do not grow weary. Do not dream of their brother. Do not feel their fangs ache when they think of—

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.”

The second Icen Clayton Blackstone stepped into the room, Ember Heart knew he was trouble spelled in thick capital letters. His name had always been associated with scandal, and he had a lengthy history of affairs known to last for a month or less, thus earning him the name ‘Heartless Prince,’ and even worse, ‘Heart Ripper’. Yet, none of the articles she read had ever cautioned her about his magnetic sexual allure. Ember had seen drop-dead gorgeous men at the party, but there was something about Icen that compelled her to give him a second look even though he wore a masquerade mask.

He felt as if his blood had dried up and that he was slowly melting away. The Empress was covering her mouth with terror in her eyes when she saw this. Even the Emperor was struggling to hold himself from dashing toward his only son. When Mateo fall down onto the ground as he curled up, the both of them dashed toward him when 1 hour finally passed. Emperor Niphone put the Daylight Ring back on Mateo's finger and the Empress put her robe around Mateo. Seeing her son's vulnerable appearance, hatred grew even deeper inside Empress Lamia's heart for Carissa.

The sight before him left Harrison utterly speechless. “The Emperor... is doing this?” Harrison mumbled, stunned. A whirlwind of confusion and disbelief swirled inside him. The man he had known as a cold, distant ruler was now displaying a level of care and intimacy beyond imagination. The Emperor was using his own mouth a gesture reserved only for someone deeply beloved.

As he gets older, his insomnia is getting worse. “Is it hard for you to use the front door, Max?” he said while reading something. Arthur’s second son didn’t even bow when greet him. “Hello, Your Majesty. I’m here to give you a birthday present.” The Emperor didn’t even look at that masked man. They might share the same genes, but he didn’t like Max even one bit. For him, Max was a selfish boy who dump his talent just freedom. He can be a powerful man yet Max choose to playing around in black world.

It was truly sad, especially since the one who helped them was a small figure from the Xiao family, whose family they had intended to kill. "Their thoughts are truly saddening, aren't they, husband?" asked the evil empress, feeling that the central continent was too stubborn even though they now had no right to speak in front of her husband and the four continental powers. "That's humans for you! They will feel they are most right when they themselves are unaware that their actions are far worse!" replied the evil emperor, who understood human nature because he himself was human too. But he could still compare everything with his own heart, what was good and bad for him, and of course there

He didn't sidestep anything. The Sincalion watches the jewel. I watch the jewel. The Emperor watches the Sincalion. The white heart blazes with light for the third time. He is telling the truth. My head spins. The Emperor is a man of his word, he genuinely cares for me, and his relationship with Violette is truly just a friendship. My initial fears, were based on assumptions and jealousy, were entirely wrong. “The final question for you, Your Majesty. If you were granted unlimited power by the Goddess. Would you use that power to hurt, destroy, or unjustly dominate any person or kingdom?”

Since he appeared in this area, his body most likely has a connection with the emperor. He hoped that the emperor was not his lover, that is a bit too much for him, after all he was not in any way looking forward to role-playing a master and servant act in the bedroom, his lover enjoys roleplaying in the bedroom a bit too much and his various other kinks at least there had yet to be any daddy kink, small mercy's he only eighteen damn it he too innocent of his lover. Akira stumbled towards the group by the emperor before stumbling to a stop in front of the emperor. "Your majesty, you're safe now." Finished speaking, Akira kneeled over and fainted from extortion.