Novel & Cerita The Emperor Reversed As Feelings

What mattered was that he fearlessly stood before a blistering disaster and couldn't be bothered to feel fear! "I do not know son," the Emperor sighed, the grey in his hair extending to his temples. In this past year he had felt increasingly useless. Before, everything was underneath his control - the lives of everyone within the Empire, as well as the sanctity of their households; but now even his life wasn't his to hold on to. From the revelation of gods and goddesses to information about their planet being an uncommon one sought by all gods, nothing had been easy in his reign. He sincerely wished that these events would have happened elsewhere - in a different timeline - far away from his

he chuckled nervously. "Who is your brother? Arnold?! Oh sorry. Were you referring to the Emperor?" I asked and waited with my lips pushed to the side and my hands on my waist. "Yeah, I was referring to the Emperor, although we are not blood-related. You see… I really marvel and see him as a brother because he is the only one I have in this world that I can confide in. Alicia, the Emperor isn't as brutal and murderous as you might think. I do not see any reason to convince you about him if not because of the confusion in your judgement of him. He is human too. A complex person that is capable of making mistakes. Everyone is fallible and it's important to give people a chance " His voice soun

Now I must say my life is a mess since dad flew away they treated me differently they show their true colors, this mansion is full of traitors granddad and dad are right they are only nice to me because my granddad and dad is always there to protect me. Not until I meet him, his cold and emotionless dark blue eyes, his stern, serious and cold baritone voice, and his dangerous aura that may make you fall on your feet. But I didn’t get scared on him I just smiled at him. He has a Greek god well sculpted face those dark blue eyes of him are so beautiful even though it has no emotions on it he has a well tall build figure towering me. He is No other than the EMPEROR of business world, Zhane Zach

"His Highness, the Imperial Grandson, has returned!" The cries echoed one after another, rippling outward through the entire palace like waves. Outside the Emperor's private chambers, the chief steward Edmund Linton came out to greet us personally. His eyes were red-rimmed. "Your Highness, His Majesty has been waiting for you." The doors opened. A thick medicinal smell washed over us. On the great canopied bed, the old Emperor reclined against cushions. He was gaunt and withered, barely recognizable from a year ago. The moment he saw Adrian, tears welled up in his clouded eyes.

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."

there was a growl in Devrim's voice that carried a threat. Renat quickly backtracked as sweat poured down his forehead. "Of course I like her. I--" "What do you like about her?" the Emperor pushed. He leaned against a raised table, which had been made expressly for Devrim's use. He watched as the scientist's face changed into one of contemplation.

She nodded without looking at him which made him doubt she was giving him a cold shoulder. He could not understand this woman. She seemed to show different colours of herself. One moment she acted like a grumpy old man and other times she acts like a docile lamb or a demoness disguised as a seductress or an abandoned kitten desperate for help. Who is the real her? This made him want to know everything about her. What made the omnipotent Empress among the socialites fall from grace and what made her return after disappearing without a trace four years ago. She felt worse for she had been crippled even if it's for a few months. It made her revenge plan more pending. And the Royal Steel, thinki

“Do you still have feelings for her?” His expression changed. “Sera…” “Just answer me.” “No,” Ethan said. “I don’t.” I watched him carefully. “She was your first love.” “She was.” “And now she’s working beside you every day.” “I know.” “Doesn’t that feel strange?” Ethan was quiet for a moment. “Of course it does. We grew up together. We dated for years. I’m not going to pretend seeing her again means nothing at all. It brings back memories.”

Or maybe it was something else, something subtle that her senses couldn’t quite catch but that her intuition had. As for the Emperor, he seemed - unaffected. Bored. She didn’t know what to think of him when he was so different from what she had always imagined. She had expected wise eyes, a serene face, the countenance of a patient father who had raised too many children to be surprised by anything anymore. Instead, he’d turned out to look like a young, angelic-looking man with an impatient frown and a sharp but beautiful frown. He looked like he would much rather be anywhere else than here.

People made up all sorts of wild guesses. All over the land, people looked towards the capital with a mix of awe and worry. The Emperor had returned, and he had brought an order that would change Kaldor completely. The old ways were being questioned, and the future, for the first time in a long time, felt unsure, hard to predict, and strangely, excitingly, alive. And somewhere, in the dark parts of the royal palace, I waited, wondering how this Liora would react when she found out that the man she saved, the man she promised to care for, was the Emperor who had now declared her his Empress.