On The Emperor's Lap Novels & Stories

Monster Emperor Shentia rode on a heavily armored horse, while Monster Emperor Terra walked on his feet, unable to take on a humanoid form. However, he didn't fall behind. Instead, he walked steadily so that the horses wouldn't be left behind. "Old Terra, why don't you let me ride you? I am already trying very hard to keep up with you," Monster Emperor Shentia joked. "Sure. You can try, but you'd be courting death if you tried. So, I'd suggest you change your mind. I wouldn't want you to miss out on a war because you got killed by my hands," Monster Emperor Terra replied in an annoyed tone.

And they were even more certain of their assumption when they observed the Cruel Emperor. The Cruel Emperor didn’t have the haughty expression he had on when he proclaimed the death of the Lightning Emperor by his hands. His pupils were dilated just like every other person in the crowd, and his hands were wet with sweat. Since he was not wearing a shirt like everyone else, it was easy to see that his chest and abdomen as well as his back were as wet as one who had just gotten out of a pool after a swim and had not wiped himself clean. He was closest to the Lightning Emperor, hence the effect had been greater on him. His large entourage stood directly below the stage, but many of them had fai

The screen lit up on the carpet, displaying a message. 'Enjoy your night with President Monad, Ales.' But Alessia was not with Brute. She was in the arms of a man far more dangerous. As Evander set her on the silk sheets and began to unbutton his vest, his gaze pinned her — cold, possessive, promising ruin. "Remember this moment, Miss Gabbs," he murmured. "Tomorrow, you'll realize the devil you knew was nothing compared to the one you just invited into your bed." There, in Room 888, the Emperor claimed his prize. And neither of them would ever be the same.

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

"The Emperor who fought the Divine Dragon alone in Grisaia and tamed it. He's not just a powerful man but an immortal born from a Goddess's blood." Upon hearing the information about the Emperor, Finesia wasn't able to think straight. There's no way that the Leonardo she met is the Emperor himself, it's impossible. "Is there any other information about him? Like his eyes... yes, his eyes! What's the color of it?" Finesia asked remembering the sparkling color of azure eyes of the man she met. "It's like a color of an ocean-" Jeneva wasn't able to finished her words when Finesia slammed the table, she looks exhilarated as she grabbed Jeneva's hands while her eyes were sparkling.

Then, he heard a piercing voice that came from somewhere below the altar. “Nine planets illuminate the sky and the overlord rule the world. May Your Majesty and your reigns endure everlasting longevity!” Along with that sharp and piercing voice, everyone knelt on the ground in the square below and chanted, “Long live the Emperor!” Tyr was very confused. Subconsciously, he wanted to break free from the chains on his feet, only to realize that the chains were tougher than they looked. He didn't know what kind of material they were made of.

“I’ve only read that the location of the Flerin is just past this room … but—“ A laughing voice suddenly echoed around the huge, quiet room. “You ought to know why there’s no such information about the Flerin?” All their heads turned to the left archway where the voice came from. Raeherys’ eyes widened, seeing an old man with a golden crown on his head—the Emperor. His throat and chest tightened up, making it harder for him to breathe. “I burned them all, chronicler.” They watched as the Emperor climbed into his seat. Raeherys and Aravyr transformed their arms and claws to prepare for any sudden attacks. The rest of the dragons did the same.

Aakash said. It was his suggestion to send them to his village. His uncle was a wrestler, including his cousins. Andrew could never imagine their whereabouts. They would be safe. I didn't want any distractions. "This is the time when no mistake would be accepted," I told them, darting my eyes at them. No emotion was playing on my face. I didn't open up to anyone. This was the first step toward becoming a successful businessman and the emperor. "Our men are keeping close eyes on his every move. If you allow, we should allow one of our men to let Max know that he's not alone."

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.

“A joyous new year to you, Empress. The emperor instructed us to let you sleep in today while he attended a council meeting. It is almost noon and there is to be a hunt before the commencement of the ball tonight.” The ball! How could she have forgotten? Naomi almost smacked herself. She threw the blankets off and climbed out of the bed. However, Naomi’s legs were still wobbly so she found herself crashing into Delia who despite her slight frame, surprisingly caught her well. “Are you alright, Empress?” Amani asked as she helped Delia steady Naomi who blushed and waved them off. “I am just tired. Do not worry.” Amani took one long look at Naomi’s face, disheveled hair, and bite marks that de