On The Emperor's Lap Novels & Stories

One of the bodyguards announced. “Okay.” She mumbled. Kiara let out a deep breathe before they walked into the large room filled with way too many people in it. A few people caught her scent, their stares creating a pit in her stomach and some scoffed and shunned their eyes when they caught the merino of her being human. “The emperor is over there.” One of the guards said. Her heart beat accelerated as they got closer to where the emperor stood tall among the others he was discussing with. "Emperor." Lawson called him.

"What am I planning? Hmmm, Chard, do you think I will still let go of that child? He's a talent that shouldn't go to waste. Let's retreat for now and visit again next month." "Yes, Emperor." 'The way that kid stood in the middle of danger makes my blood feel an intense excitement and curiosity. Will he also stand like that in the middle of a battlefield?' The man they addressed as the Emperor grinned from ear to ear while remembering the child's face as he stabbed his opponent's flesh. 'I want him.'

She looks at the outstretched hand, meets his gaze, confused as to what he wants. The Emperor doesn’t say anything, his hand remains outstretched, his palm open wide. Kiara does the only thing that makes sense, she puts her hand in his. His palm is soft and warm, Kiara is tempted to pull away, before he notices the calluses on her palms, but the Emperor tightens his grip when he feels her begin to pull away. He runs his thumb over the dimples at the back of her hand. The action confuses Kiara, she looks from her hand to the Emperor, but sees his head is lowered and is attention is solely fixed on her hand.

Dion loudly cleared his throat, but before he could speak, the sharp voice of a she-wolf cut through the air. "Mate? Your Majesty, do you hear yourself? You're saying this...lowly creature is your mate?" Eradine felt faint. What the he** was the Emperor saying? Mate? How could he have a mate? For the love of the goddess, he was the Lykan Emperor! It was impossible for him to have a mate. Is he doing this to put off our engagement? At the thought, Eradine lost her composure, and overcome with panic, she reached out and grabbed the female's tight bun.

He gave me a small nod and replied in a calm tone, “Lucien sent me.” “What?” “He said your braised ribs were good. He told me to come here to learn from you.” Huh?! The Dragon Emperor had come to my apartment to learn how to make braised ribs? Ten thousand questions started swirling around inside my head, but somehow, none of them made it out of my mouth. “In that case… come on in.” He stepped inside and changed into guest slippers by the door, which, frankly, raised even more questions in my mind about how a Dragon Emperor knew to change into guest slippers.

his advisors called out worried at his rashness. “My son should be coming through that region very soon with Markus, I have a feeling Ean knows, I cannot stand by and do nothing. Send a message to General Marcia to meet me there, she commands the sky army and would arrive quite quickly” he said before closing his eyes and calling out, “come Mhurl, my son could be in danger.” At these words a giant shadow fell over the area in front of the palace where the emperor was standing and a great red dragon landed onto the ground with a roar. The emperor climbed gracefully onto its back, seating himself into the gold saddle and with a flap of its massive wings it shot into the air and towards the bor

I come to realise that he has changed into a navy blue shirt. ''Deadly, my ass.'' I mutter under my breath. Without further ado, I start to make my way towards the front door, standing right next to one of the servants while I watch Emery taking a few steps down the stairs, looking around in confusion but he stays still, talking to the queen—his mother. I can't help myself when it comes to Emery. I end up watching his every movement and actions, even by the way he chuckles when the queen mutters a light joke. The way his eyes squint when he laughs, it's one of the things that may attract women.

Justice had created the vacuum. Now they would learn who had been waiting for it. The calm held. Too perfectly. And somewhere inside that stillness, something old was choosing whether to reveal itself. The empire had not fallen. It had gone quiet. Which, Lillian knew, was often how the real collapse began.

"Emperor!" Perla hurriedly came forward to greet Lucas. "What?" Aubrey couldn't help but take a few steps back when he heard Perla call Lucas Emperor. He looked at Lucas in astonishment. "The Emperor?" Seeing that Perla was respectful to Lucas, he knew that Lucas was really the Emperor of the Zombie Kingdom. "Hmm?" Perla was stunned upon seeing Aubrey. Immediately after, her fair face became extremely alert as she asked, "Realm Lord of Heaven Realm, Aubrey?"

He kept his face straight and headed to the ballroom. He glanced at the invited people and smiled viciously. Straight, He stepped up avoiding the gaze on him. There was a big chair placed on the desk and it was for him only. He will be crowned today and hi father will put the crown on his head. "So, I'm glad to say that my son, Liam Matthews, is going to be the next Emperor of the Matthews," His father announced gracefully. He was sounding happy. All the people clapped for Liam and sat there to encourage him. He scanned the surrounding and smiled again malevolently. Everything was perfectly planned but there was a dark aura of the mafia people.