The Emperor And I Novels & Stories

Lorenzo’s hand instantly flew to the holster beneath his jacket but I raised a hand stopping him. I looked at Luke, completely unbothered. I had been hearing his pathetic insults since I was a child. He was a weak spoiled child. He had the legacy, but I had the brains and the brutality. That’s why our father had passed him over to let me run the empire until I completely took over kicking my own father out of the board seat. "Keep drinking, Luke," I said smoothly, not even slowing my pace as I walked past the staircase. "Maybe one day you'll finally drink enough to forget that I own the roof over your head."

Meanwhile, Catherine saw the face of Alistair, who was very handsome and charming. The next day Alistair woke up early and met his father in his room, he wanted to ask permission to meet Catherine at Mr. West's house. At that time Emperor Edmund was getting ready to go to the throne room. Alistair knocked on the bedroom door and the emperor told him to come in. "Come in," said the emperor loudly. Alistair opened the bedroom door and entered it, he bowed before the emperor, "Good morning, Father." "Good morning, My Son," the Emperor smiled broadly, "What is it that you came to see me so early?"

He motioned to the cushioned chair across from his office table. She obediently followed without a word, and she took the seat. Icen sat on his throne like a king. He then gave her his full attention but said nothing. As he stared at her, she felt a sudden jolt of unease. “I believe I haven't formally introduced myself.” He began. “I'm Icen Clayton Blackstone, and I'm the chief executive officer of Phoenix Empire.” He introduced himself as if it was their first-time meeting. When he extended his hand, she took it. “I'm Ember Heart. Nice meeting you, Mr. Blackstone.” Ember introduced herself too.

Although I felt confused about this situation, I just nodded and pulled Calvin to sit with me on the couch in front of the many scrutinizing eyes of our friends. I felt somehow uncomfortable, but in order to avoid embarrassment, I just pretended that I didn’t notice it all. As soon as we sat down, the Emperor immediately told us coldly, "Since everyone is here now, I would like to tell you first that everything we will talk about here must all stay here, and my wife and I are willing to trust you with all of these secrets, so please keep these secrets as your secrets as well." I saw Grayson nod his head at this as he leaned his back on the chair he was sitting in, and he even crossed his arm

The Emperor was jostled in the fervor of the crowd, receiving more than a few bruises and possibly a cracked rib as he tried to exit. In his enthusiasm to leave the crowd, Devrim got off course from his exit. As he searched to get his bearings, the Emperor spotted something that made his heart stop. A little way off in the back of the crowd, a human boy stood watching with his arms crossed. By his sour expression, the boy was very displeased.

"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'm sure you'd agree with me we didn't hear from our lovely emperor and his wife, let alone the entire family, about twenty years ago. But, by the grace of God, His Imperial Majesty Sir Justice Maclean and Dr. Mrs. Doris Maclean, Emperor of the Indo Continent, have arrived. His Majesty and his wife waved their hands in the air. The audience applauded. We have His Majesty's presence. Dr. Bumba is the Middle Zone continent's Emperor. You are most welcome, Dr. We have His Majesty's presence. King Young Junior, the Far North continent's vice Emperor. You are most welcome, Your Majesty.

The Immortal Emperor said coldly, "Nine of the ten Immortal Emperors on Earth were killed by us. How could we fear Immortal Emperor Chu?" Suddenly, a dazzling starlight burst out of a star. The star trembled slightly. It hit the Immortal Emperor like a huge cannonball. The Immortal Emperor's figure flashed and disappeared. The star brushed past him and flew into the depths of the starry sky. "Humph, you are truly a coward. Are you tired of living?" The Immortal Emperor stood on a star, causing the star to tremble as if it was about to explode. Boom! The star really exploded. A terrifying storm swept over. The Immortal Emperor originally wanted to show off his strength and didn't expect to cr

How could anyone be so perfect? The Emperor was so enamored with his future Empress that, after a few unsuccessful attempts to gain his attention, Dion moved to block his view. "Your future Empress is trash-talking you in front of an audience. Aren't you going to say something? Don't you have any dignity?" He instigated with a tone that said he wanted to see their house burn up in flames. Zeonen coldly snorted. "Dignity? What dignity? As an Emperor, it's a matter of great pride for me to see my future Empress isn't afraid to tell me when I'm wrong."

Yet that man in white remained on the ship, not intending on moving one bit. The emperor stared at him, speaking coldly. “Why aren’t you going down there?” The man in white froze. “Your Majesty, are you asking me to go look as well?” The emperor replied. “What? Can you not?” The man looked at him, then swung his fist towards the emperor out of nowhere. Whoosh! The North Emperor dodged, and yelled in sheer fury. “What are you doing? How dare you attack the emperor?” “You’re not the North Emperor, you’re an impostor!” The man continued. “Everyone, come back up here! He’s not the emperor, he’s that Rockefeller brat.”