On The Emperor's Lap Novels & Stories

Lucy asked cautiously, evidently sensing my anger. "No, thank you! I just want to take a walk now!" Lola had to follow me as I walked on. "Miss Emily, skipping lunch is bad for you!" Lola moved closer to me and patiently advised, "You don't really have to be angry, I'm not having any more sex with Prince Leon. The truth is, once Prince Leon gives up on his mistress, no one will ever be able to return to him." I frowned a little at Lola's words, a little envious. At the same time, I heard another level of meaning, that Leon had more than one mistress.

The young man walked in carefully. “Oh, Your Highness, you’re finally awake.” His voice was gentle. “I was beginning to worry.” I said nothing. He placed the tray down carefully. “You gave everyone such a fright.” He lowered his voice. “The carriage to Emperor Ragnar leaves at dawn. You should eat something.” My fingers twitched. He stepped a little closer. “You need your strength.” Something cold settled in my chest. Lior’s memories sharpened. Fear. Despair. A rope tightening.

, he spoke so confidently, Alexis forgot the whole ordeal they went through and laughed, then quickly winced at the throb in her stomach. “Oh no, is Alastair’s pride hurt?” She teased and received a playful glare. “Be careful now Plebeian”, Amidst their unconscious flirting they didn’t notice the bewildered soldiers that stared at the notoriously evil emperor. ‘This guy is that emperor?... there’s no way’ He looked to be in pain and still spoke gently. At that moment they all recognised the falsehood of those rumours and decided to dedicate their lives to this new emperor.

System:. Lui Jian sighed in relief when the emperor stepped past him, he straightened and stood behind the emperor, as soon as he looked up he made contact with the emperor's hair, it was done up and looked straight and shiny and most of all it was glittering and soft. He felt his scalp tingling. He quickly looked down before he could do something foolish, like touch the emperor, but he could die of envy right about now.

It was pure. “They dared to piss on our gates, then went home by laying our dogs on pure trash,” the Emperor whispered, his voice creeping slowly through the pores of every elder present. Not a cry of fury, but rather a promise of absolute death. "Alexander Sterling... you may be immune to banking sabotage, but let's see if your European fangs are immune to pure dragon blades." The Emperor stood up. His golden silk robe fluttered. For a hundred years, he never left his throne in Asia. But tonight, pure imperial prestige had been slapped right in his face!

“For the first time in a long time…” She smiled. “…I’m not planning ten steps ahead.” “That’s new.” “Yes.” She took his hand again. “But I do know one thing.” “What’s that?” Adriana looked into his eyes. “I don’t want to face the future without you.” Luca’s smile widened. “Good.” “Why?” “Because I’m not going anywhere.” Outside, the lights of Manhattan shimmered beneath the night sky. The war was over. Victor Hale’s empire had fallen.

Alexander and I remained, with a few staff nearby attending to their duties. He wiped his hand slowly and stood with assistance from his cane. “Isabella, walk with me.” Immediately, my heart skipped. “Yes, sir.” I rose at once. Slowly, we walked through the back hallway toward the garden. His pace was slow, but no one dared rush him. I walked beside him quietly and cautiously. The morning air outside was cool on my skin. We moved along the stone path in silence for a while before he finally spoke. “Isabella, do you know why empires fall and families fail?”

The melody became slower and darker. Couples drifted closer together across the ballroom floor. Lyra’s expression shifted instantly. “Oh no.” Kaelith frowned. “What?” Lyra stared toward the far staircase. “That is either the greatest thing that’s ever happened to you…” Her expression darkened slightly. “Or the worst.” Kaelith turned. And the air vanished from her lungs. A man descended the staircase like death wrapped in royal black. Tall. Broad-shouldered. Powerful enough to dominate the entire room without speaking a single word.

The emperor growls in frustration, his brilliant blue eyes spark with anger. “For years, you have been taking people who defy me under your care and custody. That alone is treason,” the emperor says in a deep voice. “Give her to me and leave with dignity. She’s too innocent for this life of running you’re putting her through. You never asked her permission before making her part of your Deviant Splinters.” But my dad won’t budge. He growls deeply, anger erupting as he shifts under the energy of the full moon and launches an attack on the emperor. His sharp claws sink into the emperor’s chest.

The spectators buzzed with excitement, fervently debating who would claim victory. The duel began with the clash of swords, the sound sharp and relentless as they struck again and again. Vaani pushed forward, driving the Crown Prince to the edge of the cordon. Cornered, he leapt into the air with the agility of a seasoned warrior, somersaulting over her head and landing behind her.