Pacha Emperor's New Groove Novels & Stories

"I didn’t take him for that sort of man." "What—what sort of man?" Vaani frowned, confused. "The Casanova sort," he whispered, dramatically. "Casa- what?" Vaani frowned, still confused. "Oho!" Zane sighed, realizing. Of course, she would have never heard of the infamous player given she’s from a different timeline. Then he proceeded to explain. "You know, the kind of guy who shows you stars at night and then acts like he’s never met you the next morning." "Show me stars?" Vaani stared at him, blankly.

The table was a marble countertop that showed the map of the secret divisions, stretching from Khriva, down to Varagrafena, and beyond the mountains that led to Norspatia! “Okay, what’s the rush?” Crescent called out in his deep, gravel voice. “You won’t believe it guys but I saw her. She is coming!” Eriva informed exuberantly with a huge smile, her deep yellow eyes brimming with excitement. “And who is “her”?” Poseidon was the one who popped the question, with deep furrows of confusion marring his perfect, clean, shaved face. “Grisha! She is coming and she will be among this year’s intake.” She laid the news to us causing us to look at her in disbelief.

I wasn’t listening, not really, until the piano started playing, something about it drew me in. When the drums, and guitar came in I turned up the volume. It must be new I’ve never heard it before. It was a pop song. Not that I listened to them all the time, I’d like to think I keep up with the latest trends. When a soft voice starts, it’s trembling, fragile yet steady, a complete contrast to the pop song theme. “I sat alone in my shower, singing to your ghost…” My grip on the steering wheel tightened. Something about her words eat at me.

His eyes were clear enough to say his fury and rage. Douglass didn't give him a chance to give his speech. Liam also knows why it happened. Liam signed the papers as the new mafia emperor. As he completed the process, Douglas announced happily, "So now onwards, Liam Douglass Matthews is the Emperor of our Matthews Mafia group. He will be all responsible for making the decisions for the wealth of the group and their people." As he ended his speech, everywhere people were clapping. After all, they want Liam as their Emperor. "Congratulations, Brother," Bryan hugged and continued, "Ups, no... Congratulations, our new Emperor."

Pandora We stand there eyeing each other. Undressing each other with your eyes. The tension was growing slowly but with its intensity reaching a whole new level for me. As we’re accepting each other as mates. Letting that attraction sink in and wake up our deepest desires. Ones that we never knew we were craving. Lua can’t wait for us to claim those greek gods ‘cause that’s what they are. Never have I ever seen such handsome men. I take one step closer to them trying to close the distance between us and before I know it I’m trapped in their embrace. My body is tingling with their touch. Lua is howling so loud out of happiness that I’m pretty sure they can hear her. “It’s so good to be finall

I was a ghost again, fading back into the big, uncaring night. The bag felt heavy on my shoulder, not just with my few things, but with the unbearable weight of a promise I could never keep and a truth I could no longer hide. The Emperor was looking for Liora, the kind girl who saved him. But Liora wasn't really real. And Lioren, the boy who had briefly known a strange kind of friendship with the future Emperor, was now running for his life, not just from the Emperor’s men, but from the Emperor himself.

Empress Park snarled gritting her teeth. "His Majesty the Emperor arrives." a eunuch outside announces. "Leave me alone, let him see that I am miserable!" She push Lulu away and she even wrinkled her red brocade robe. The door was push open, a majestic man came in, his long hair flutters against the wind, his black robe with dragon embroidery moves with his body. He look like a deity. "Empress, I heard you are sick." Empress Park abruptly stood up, making her stumble a bit, she bowed gently, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Chelsea prediction came true at once, at Rogue's words , The Emperor puffed up like an oversized ballon and whirled right at their direction to stare at his son in the face . " creating a ruckus am I ? How can you even say that ? " said the Emperor looking throughly upset " I was sleeping - sleeping peacefully with Mr .Kuma Kuma here ." he said pointing at the pink bear in his left hand " mind you ..When all of a sudden out of no where , without any rhyme or reason - these two landed right on top of me ! Right on my - The Emperor of this Empire 's bed ! You're worrying about me creating a ruckus ? You should be worried about me ! Me ! Your old father - whose breath was nearly knocked out of

The villagers resented my existence so it came as no surprise that if a woman had to be sent to serve as a slave to the Empire, it would be me, the one they hated the most and needed the least. Two men entered the grand hall where around a hundred women were standing in rows like trophies on display, I was one of them. We were all dressed to please and entice men. We all wore the same dress, common for the concubine of this palace, in the bright red auspicious color of this empire. Simultaneously, we bowed low to greet the Emperor and his favorite son, the Crown Prince of the Flame Dragon Empire. I kept my head low and my eyes casted down to avoid catching anyone’s attention or inviting trou

As he saw the most fascinated scene ever, he stood up and walked toward the voice like a puppet. He saw a world toppling beauty bound by chains on two wooden pillars and was wringing her curvy figure in a very flirty way. Her two abundant apples were inciting for a wild bite, and the two pink grapes wanted to be sucked dry. The curvy valley was hoping to get a new inhabitant, and the little black forest's honey cave was wanting to release the nectar fountain.