Empress Hoshi Sato นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It would greatly be offending Hisoka and led to some misunderstandings which he wished not to face specifically when they were in a tight situation. “We greet the lion’s king and queen; King Ibrahim and Queen Aulia. My name is Emperor Hisoka, the emperor that rules the Underworld empire. From east to west, south to north." He revealed his hand and outstretched it toward Ibrahim. “Nice meeting you, the emperor that rules the Underworld empire, His Excellency Emperor Hisoka.” He grabbed Hisoka’s hand. “Thank you for the invitation.” Both of them pulled each other inside and embraced their bodies like buddies.

The principal looked uneasy, and Iris, one of Emerald’s colleagues, tried to defend her but was quickly silenced by others. "Apologize!" "Expel her!" "Get this vixen out of here!" The shouts grew louder until a calm, clear voice sliced through the chaos. "Mrs. Santos, did I really seduce your husband?" Everyone turned to see Emerald standing in the drizzle, wearing a white shirt, jeans, and her hair in a ponytail. She held a transparent umbrella, her large, bright eyes and pale but determined face drawing everyone’s attention as she stepped forward with quiet confidence.

"Is something wrong?" The woman quickly opened her bag and took something out of it. It was a business card, and she handed it to Jonas. "You should think about another profession soon, Doctor." Jonas read the card. It was Emiko Satoru, General Manager, Saturnus Talent and Entertainment. "I'm looking for an actor to play a doctor, and you're perfect!" Jonas was stunned.

Cristine was approached by the Light Saviors. Although Cristine's voice seemed calm, she was actually anxious. She said, "Thank you. You came just in time. You need to go soon so anyone can't see you. Leave no space for anyone to ask questions." It's the first time anyone has ever seen her with the Light Saviors. She doesn't want anyone to make assumptions. People occasionally have eyes that are too sensitive. They all spoke at the same time, "It's our duty, Empress." While roving her eyes around and asking cheekily, "By the way, Empress, do you want to tell them our identity?" Cloud could tell that Empress trusted the people around her, which is why she had the confidence to ask.

"I don't like that kind of competition. Racing is not my cup of tea. At that time, I just found someone I knew, so I focused on your goddess. But, no. You can watch it without me." "All right then. I'll watch some of the competitions. She said she had missed out on a lot because of racing. She wants to focus on her expertise in AI because she said she got an offer from an AI master from Japan. Do you know him? Satou Hiroshi, he's going to make my goddess his student," Zac said excitedly, but Moira just rolled her eyes without interest.

He goes quiet for a moment, but soon gets a thoughtful look on his face, “Well, there is one person…” “Who?” I say eagerly. “The nagata Empress. Every Empress for thousands of years has been blessed with the gift of healing. Their healing is superior to those of the makkari, it’s faster and limitless. There’s nothing an Empress can’t heal,” he informs me. “Okay, great. So you take me to this Empress and I beg her to heal Izzy.” He frowns, “It’s not that simple. Firstly, last I heard she was living in a wolf pack, one who will identify you as a venatrix immediately and secondly, people are of the belief that Isolde aided in the Empress's kidnapping recently.”

Marcus leaned in during a lull, whispering loud enough for Sato to catch fragments. “Spread your legs a little wider for our guests, wife. Let them see how flushed you are.” Sato’s eyebrow rose. One of his executives smirked. Emma obeyed, cheeks burning, the cool air hitting her soaked pussy under the tablecloth. The conversation turned to contract terms, but the undercurrent was clear: she was the entertainment. “Beautiful assistant,” Sato commented, raising his glass. “Very… dedicated.” “She’s more than an assistant,” Ryan replied smoothly, eyes dark. “She’s family. And she knows exactly how to make important men feel welcome.”

They wore shell bras and their green metallic tails flopped. “Hi!” I called. “Hello!” They stopped laughing and looked over at us. “Hi!” The green haired one waved. “How are you on this glorious day in the Slumbering Reef?” “Um..fantastic?” I laughed slightly. “How are you.” “Oh just phenomenal!” The pink haired one smiled. “I’m Deniz, this is Talise!” “I’m Empress Zelda.” Their eyes widened. “An Empress? Like a princess?” “More like a queen.” Zeke admitted.

Marianne nodded and said, “Nanako was very famous when she participated in the combat fighting competition. It is said that she is the Yamato Nadeshiko that is recognized throughout the whole of Japan...” Kathleen smiled and said, “She is the Yamato Nadeshiko who is recognized throughout Japan, and she is actually one of our rivals.” “What?!” Marianne subconsciously exclaimed, “She likes Charlie too?!” “It’s more like love,” Kathleen chuckled and said, “It is said that love is through dead and life, right?” Having said that, Kathleen saw the look of surprise on Marianne’s face and continued to smile as she said, “Don’t be so surprised. Another shareholder of Ito-Schulz Ocean Shipping Group i

The emperor said. "Enjoy your night empress." They both bowed before walking away. "Oh! So this is your mate?" A tiny feminine voice said. "Oh, that’s it, Marissa." Emperor Vins Bond replied. Finally Kiara looked up to meet the beautiful silver eyes still trained on her. Who is she? Yeah, her name is Marissa and from the looks of it they seem close. Kiara thought. "Meet my mate, Kiara." He came to stand beside her as he did the introduction.