Love And The Emperor Novels & Stories

He had hurt her too much. “There is nothing on this earth I can ever care more about more than you. Not this nation, not even our heir. You are my everything, my queen.” She completely melted at his declaration and buried her face on his chest while the elephants circled around them in a spectacular scene to those who watched in awe. “I love you too, my treasonous king.” He lifted his eyebrows questioningly at her. “You are to love this nation and put it first before anything. You took an oath,” she reminded him of the oath they both took.

Does he have any lover but didn’t get to become Empress due to her low status or just because he couldn’t get himself to touch her since she was the daughter of a person who planned treason? But an Emperor, having a secret affair outside the Palace, how interesting. She curved up her lips and decided to dig up what he was hiding. Or maybe not? “Your Majesty, here’s your food!” Thea who almost shouted, said to her and offered her the table with her clean plate on it. “Thank you, Thea.” She grinned at Thea. “It’s my pleasure, Your Majesty.” Thea nodded to herself feeling that she got closer to the Empress.

"I'll go with you returning back Pegasus to the stable." They both riding Pegasus back going to the up the hill and down to near the phosphate-mined land. The horse runs fast, while words whispered softly to her ears were I love you to.

She turned back and walked towards Kyle, she looked at him before looking at me, with a glare "No one will ever love you, you will never get a man as good as Kyle. You are pathetic Tara, sorry to say but no one likes a girl who keeps secrets from her boyfriend." Damn, she always gets me, I hate the fact she always gets to my head. She turned back and was about to leave when I stop her, I walked towards her and stood right in front of her, staring into her eyes "For your kind information Maria, you are the pathetic one, not me, if I remember clearly, Kyle didn’t cheat on me, actually, we were playing each other." I said before I looked at Kyle. It hurts me to lie but I have no other choice, I

“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.” “Yes, Papa. I’m sure.” He studies me, silent for a long moment. Then, almost like he’s letting go of a held breath, he sits beside me. “Marriage…” His voice dips low, touched with memory. “It’s beautiful. Hard, yes. But beautiful. To have someone beside you when life is heavy… to share laughter, burdens… even mistakes.” I bite my lip, fighting tears. “You loved her so much,” I whisper. “Still do.” His hand covers mine, rough and warm. “I want that for you. Not just duty, Isabella. Love. Don’t settle for less.”

Emily's POV: Pretending to love him was never tough for me. With a genuine smile on my face, a slight flush of cheeks, the? rigorous beating of heart, sweatiness of palm, butterflies in the stomach or the stuttering of my tongue, I was familiar with all types of symptoms of love. Because I had experienced all of them. In mere twenty years. Edward's parents came to visit us, giving us the wedding gift for our honeymoon. Bam! What had they given us? Tickets to a seven days trip to Mauritius. Sounds dreamy right? Well, it ain't any dream, I am telling ya!

Even now, he was hard, as hard as ar ock but he wasn't about to ruine the sweet affectionate moment with his mate. To everyone Darius was the Emperor, stoic and icy in his dealings with the kingdom and his people, but as his little mate adjusted- situating herself in a kneeling position between his legs, treading her little fingers through his locks he was naught but a love struck young wolf who surrendered to the tender, loving touch of the woman he loved.

But exploit the people more as they satisfy all their greed for the riches and power of this Empire. But that will be their huge mistake because Aster was slowly gaining the trust and love of the people of the Empire with this new version of him. “I will never leave your side…” I whispered to him and kissed his hand, “You have all my loyalty, my Emperor. And I will do everything I can to eliminate the people that want to take the throne away from you…”

I loved Marco De Luca fiercely for three years. I didn't care that he had come to the Vittori family for my half sister Isabella. Nor did I care that he hid his identity as heir to a rival family and lied to me by posing as a bodyguard. That lasted until Christmas Eve. My whip brushed Isabella, a single frightened tear slipped down her cheek, and Marco had people take savage revenge on me, leaving ninety-nine lash marks across my back. That was when I finally gave up on him. I went to my father myself and said I would marry the comatose Castellano son in New York in Isabella's place. Two weeks later I cut every line of contact with Marco and flew to New York. But on my wedding day, Marco De

Like the taste of something forbidden. He let the tapestry fall back into place and walked away... ********************************* Now the time resumes... at the estate's entrance— Livia stopped to catch her breath. Waiting for her chariot. Livilla had gone ahead and followed her husband’s corpse. She leaned on a servant, the silk of her robe sticking to her back with sweat. Her heart still raced, though she kept her chin high. 'I am not dead. That’s what matters.' she sighed in relief. 'Not yet, old Emperor.' she sneered.