On The Emperor's Lap Novels & Stories

“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

Emily handed everyone a glass of champagne, and they raised their glasses together. "Let's celebrate our babe's return to the top of the food chain, trampling all the demons under her feet!" Zoey chuckled. "After today, we won't have to deal with any rumors about you being a commoner or seducing Mr. Lewis anymore." "That's right. My babe is the granddaughter of the world's richest man!" Emily came over and linked arms with Grace. Lydia finished her champagne in one gulp. "No one will dare criticize you anymore."

I explain, knowing it would be difficult for Sophia not to recognize the name. She looks dumb-struck as her straw drops out of her gaping mouth. I’m about to ask her if she’s okay when she starts to stutter. “Seymore Lewis of THE Lewis empire? Tall, dreamy, muscles over every part of his body, Seymore Lewis?” she manages to spit out. “Yup, the very same,” Ellie says with a nudge back at me. “And he’s dating you?” Sophia adds, still looking shocked beyond belief. “I mean, if you put it that way, it sounds bad,” I reply, sucking away at my drink to avoid talking.

“Give me five.” “Don’t be long,” Sophia said when she picked up. “They’re watching the building. Be careful.” “Always,” Elara lied. She did not want Sophia to hear panic. Her voice came steady. “I’ll be down.” She packed fast. Each motion had the calm of someone leaving a station for good. A sweater, two dresses, the blue case Sophia told her to bring—papers, an extra passport tucked inside. She wrapped the child’s small blanket and tucked it into the case last, feeling both shame and fierce hope.

What mattered was this: I hadn’t burned him. I hadn’t collapsed under him. I had built beyond him. And in the end— That was the real empire.

I paused, my gaze sweeping across the many Dons below. "…will pay in blood." Applause thundered once more. … After the banquet ended, I stepped out onto the terrace alone, listening to the waves crashing against the rocks in the distance. A moment later, footsteps sounded behind me, and Matteo gently draped his jacket over my shoulders. "What are you thinking about?" "I was just thinking…" I looked out at the dark sea. "It all feels like a dream." "It isn't." He wrapped his arms around me from behind, resting his chin lightly against my hair. "It's what you deserve.

"Why? You actually gave up your title as Crown Prince for this tramp. Are you trying to drive me mad? If it weren't for her, would you have tried to elope? Is that how you repay your father and me, who've invested so much in you?" Under her relentless questioning, Dorian was left speechless with shame. Just then, the sound of footsteps approached from behind. "You ungrateful son! Since you're willing to give up your title for this woman, then I'll grant your wish." "Your Majesty, no! Dorian was just temporarily misled. Please give him another chance!" Empress Victoria immediately fell to her knees, begging for mercy. Emperor Roland glanced at his rebellious son, who showed no sign of remorse

I was watching my past walk thirty yards in front of me. Their voices carried more clearly now as they drew level with us and then slowly began to pass. "—covering the eastern side by morning, the captain said—" "—she can't have gone far, not in this area—" She. My stomach turned over. "—the other one too. The emperor wants them both. Wants them breathing, mind you—" "—for now—" A low ripple of laughter moved through the group, the kind that had no warmth in it at all. I felt Carl's grip on my arm tighten slightly. He had heard the laughter too. He didn't know what it meant. He only knew that men with weapons were too close, and that we needed to stay exactly where we were until they were go

It was then that Harriet looked up at the silhouette against the golden sun. Harriet shed tears of blood. *** The Emperor opened his eyes wide on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. He growled softly. "Looks like I've been napping too much," he mumbled. It was the middle of the night, but he couldn't sleep. Maybe he should just work his night at his study alone. However, just as he was about to raise up, suddenly there was a knock on his door. "Your Majesty!" The Emperor lifted his body fitfully and opened the door. "What is it? There is a problem?"

She didn't know was that the spirit of empaler was awake. "Its face is like a potion…" she whispered herself, and entices to caress the emperor's pointed nose. "What are you doing?" he suddenly asked and grabbed her hand. The young general did not immediately answer, and her eyes widened in shock. The emperor's face slowly approached his face, he swallowed, and he couldn't avoid it. Their faces were so close, and their breathed is same hot. General Accientsy thought he was going to kiss her. Instead, empaler lips went straight to her ear and said at the same time, "Do we have the same feelings for each other?" he whispered in her ear.