Novel & Cerita Give A Heart To The Emperor

Russell’s voice was calm, but there was something hopeful in his eyes. “We want to know if you’d consider giving us another chance.” I stared at him then slowly whispered. “A chance?” Russell nodded. “Yes.” My mind raced. “You mean… like before?” Russell shook his head slowly. “No.” He stepped even closer. “Something more serious this time.” My heart skipped a bit. “What kind of serious?” Russell’s lips curved slightly. “Russell…” “Yeah?” “This is a lot.” Russell nodded. “I know.” I rubbed the back of my neck.

"You don't care about anyone, do you?" Jared paused, looking down at me with a gaze that was completely devoid of warmth. "Let’s be crystal clear, Amelia. I don't love you. I don't even particularly like the drama that follows your family. This is business. I am using you to get Quinnix. I am using your grief and your anger to build my empire higher."

His this helplessness state gives her more pleasure. Suj(in mind):- I know Sanskar you are obedient to me totally so you'll never disrespect my word. But you are a human being so you may loss your self control and defeat your own self before your emotion for Swara. But I can't take a 'no' as an answer. It may harm my game so you have to marry Kavita before you loss your conscience. Your this disheartening look is enough for your emotions towards Swara. I can't take your happy face getting the love of your life as you can't get love. You don't deserve it.

I understand it will be hard for you considering you have to die for me. Latte shocked her head, languidly. Her eyes had full acceptance. The death that she was seeking had already presented itself in front of her. The emperor had extended her hand and helped her to achieve the end she hoped for. “I am nothing but sincere, My Lord. Thank you and goodbye.” Caramel was fighting for her dear life with Whitey witnessed the sight in a horror. Latte seemed to be bewitched by the emperor. Her tired eyes flickered at the emperor, there’s no sign of craziness. Under such circumstances, Caramel smartly derived the conclusion.

Prince Emmanuel said. He really is an honest guy. For the last time, I wrapped my arms around the prince, my head resting on his chest, where his heart was. Listening to the prince's heart pound is like listening to Augustus’s heart. "There’s still one thing I wanted you to do for me, Prince Emmanuel." I said as my head was still resting on his chest. "Could you tell Augustus to stop loving me? That way, his heart will have space to love Felicity."

Aurelia leaves. “Princess,” he says softly, the nickname carrying decades of love and worry. “You look… you look like your mother did that day.” The words catch me in the throat. I barely nod, twisting my hands in the folds of the satin dress. He kneels slightly, adjusting the veil with careful movements. “Is this truly what you want, Isabella?” His voice is steady, but underneath, I hear the tremor of worry. “I know Aurelia has been kind. I know she’s guided you through our loss. But today… this day has to be yours. Not mine. Not hers. Yours.”

“Brat, why are they chasing after you?” Exhausted, Alex slumped to the ground. “I somehow encountered a huge heart that lives inside my body as its host. These two guys are here to snatch it. It seems to be of a great origin, but it has fused with my heart. I can’t possibly gouge my heart out, right?” Grand Emperor Rowan stared at the location of his heart again and again. Alex covered his heart with his hand quickly. “What are you doing? You aren’t trying to steal my heart, too?”

The voice explained with so much hatred, venom dripping from its tone. It was at that moment that the emperor remembered why he was even there in the first place. He wanted to prolong his legacy. It was to save his son so that the empire would not fall into the hands of others. “This makes no sense,” the emperor hesitated. The shadow smiled beside him. “What makes no sense?” “Hearts cannot turn into herbs. And why couldn’t the gods make a herb instead? Why turn your heart to a herb and then abandon it?” The emperor asked with creased brows.

Also, she's thankful because of her Emperor who's nice to her, totally different from what she imagine. At first she imagine that the Emperor was an arrogant, heartless, aloof, bad guy, playboy and an asshole. Now, she eat what she imagine. She didn't expect that the Emperor whom they keep saying that he's a merciless turned out to be kind. *Note: Only for her tho.* She finished the song with a lone tear fall to her eyes, the other can't see it but the lone tear that fall to her cheeks can't escape to the Emperor's eyes. He clearly saw the tear that escape to her eyes.

The voice states coldly. Heather’s hands clench into fists as she stands. “I am a woman with irresistible beauty. The Emperor chose me over every other woman in the lottery. He made love to me all through the night of dance of hearts, promising to marry me and make me his Empress. No one can change that.” “If I were you, I wouldn’t trust the promises of a naked man. And if you’re so sure he wouldn’t leave you for your sister, why does your sister’s very existence seem to bite you so much that you’ve asked your father to banish her?”