The Little Emperor Novels & Stories

Honestly,a couple of thousands could go a long way helping before the tax mongers arrive for their share of the money he didn't have. ‘Are you going somewhere daddy??'.Little Emily,a five year old with beautiful blue eyes and a charming smile asked as she came down the wooden stairs still sleepy eyed.Marcus's perturbed face slowly brightened up as he picked her up,and removed a white feather from her curly hair which was probably from one of her pillows—God even the house needed a good revamping,from the creaking floorboards to the slowly falling apart furniture—maybe going to Los Angeles for Uncle Henry's will reading wasn't a bad idea after all.

"What help do you want from me?" "Well, I wanted to be a human." Farron gasped and swim toward Hariel and hold his shoulders. "Hariel, have you lost your mind?" Hariel brushed Farron's hand and face Ludi. The latter looked at him clearly amused. "Ah, why do you want to be a human Little Prince?" Farron looked at Ludi. Clearly didn't expect that Hariel will be exposed. No, Ludi is a Sorceror. Of course, he would know about Hariel being the son of the Atlanta Kingdom. Hariel stiffened and looked down, he was feeling shy despite the creepy atmosphere.

“Empire doesn't have a specific owner now, it once belonged to an old man named McCall Dean and he died so the government took over it years ago and since then, a lot of people have been in charge of it, and luckily for me, it's my turn. I worked in Empire when Mr. Dean was still alive so luckily I got promoted.” “Wow, I am so happy for you.” She giggled and Hayden rolled his eyes. “You are going to flip when you discover that all of this is a lie and Empire is a fantasy,” Hayden said and she rolled her eyes at him.

"I thought you said the Emperor did not want to be disturbed?" Inal asked stepping back out of the dark room. "The emperor has gone on a stroll and asked that if anyone comes looking for him I should tell them that he doesn't want to be disturbed," Tiartu said. "Mother, I am glad to have found you here, "Aranar Enlim said. Aranar Enlim was the crown prince and he was just nine years of age. He had been looking around for his mom for a while.

the emperor roared in frustration. I didn’t know what face to make in the face of his outburst and apparent distress. Admittingly, I found half of the matter quite funny and entertaining. I mean, I knew it was a big deal about the heir and all; however, I never knew that the emperor was so scared of his own mother. That was what I thought was funny about all this. “She’s always been like that. She’ll calm down soon enough…” Ren said without worry. “It’s been a long time since Lady Kamiya was promoted to Lady White Lotus…” the empress said with a thoughtful face.

Seeing that all eyes were still on him, as if afraid he would run away, did not make Xiao Chen particularly afraid. "You're all curious as to why I'm called emperor, right? Well, there's no need to hide anymore. I am Emperor Xiao of the Xiao Empire, ruler of the western continent! You should all understand what I'm saying after I mentioned the western continent, right?" All the powers who heard this were suddenly shocked beyond belief. "What?" "He's the ruler of the western continent?"

Lily was able to complete her sentence as she felt a painful flick on her forehead. " You stupid child! How dare you slip juice on me, heh!" Lily suddenly tured dumb for almost a full minute, still unable to process her situation. " Welcome the Emperor! the great might ruler and his heir! Prince... Zach....! " Her eyes widen as she sat up straight. The red light evoluted the moon, yet nobody noticed anything. The slient cracks of the ground and the yellowish steam extracted from it. " It's time." The sudden calm yet sudden order of the Emperor took everyone by surprised but stared discussing among themselves.

Lady? "Rise," the emperor commands. I raise from deep curtsy. And I wish I could tell you the Emperor is a healthy-looking man. But he isn't. I know from my history class Emperor Titus dies young. The history books don't mention what he dies of. But the man in front of me is sickly. His skin is paper-thin, stretched against bone. His hair is graying, and he looks gray and tired. He's not much longer for this world.

Yes, Master," they replied, trembling in fear. Whenever there was a problem or an issue, their master would always unleash his fury. Moreover, this time, it concerned his little nephew's well-being, so there was nothing he wouldn't do. He could resort to any extreme measures. Emily ignored everyone in the living room as she dropped her crutch, sat on a chair, and carefully cradled the lifeless little boy, Little Pumpkin, on her lap. Ignoring the tension in the room, she observed him for a moment before muttering something incoherently, "Onion." No one heard her words. All eyes were fixed on the door, anxiously awaiting the arrival of the doctor. "Gimme an onion," she yelled, her focus solely

Alex POV. After my first night in the new house, I fell asleep hugging Snowy, I woke up to someone slowly shaking me. I opened one eye to tell whoever is trying to wake me up to fuck off but the one waking me is no other than Emilio. He had a big smile on his handsome face, his chest was naked, well I don't mind being wakened up by him at all if that's the view I'll have. "Good morning little one," he says in a calm still filled with sleep voice, making my internal hoe moan from the view alone.