The Little Emperor Novels & Stories

At the sight of him, Roman and his Nonna sighed collectively. Roman tilted his chin towards where the man was making his descent downstairs “Lucas.” he said. “My cousin. Unfortunately.” Lucas's hand flew to his chest in mock hurt; up close, he was tall and handsome, with amber eyes, long brown hair, and a smile carved for utter seduction, but even at that, all I could think of was how he was leaner than Roman, how his eyes hadn't captivated my soul like Roman's did, and all the one hundred and one things Roman had that he lacked.

I asked, pressing my palm against my throbbing forehead. “A cardiothoracic surgeon,” Jo replied proudly, glancing in my direction. “He does something huge at the hospital every day, but when he’s out? He does even bigger things, like getting everyone totally fucked up.” I chuckled as Jo walked over and opened the fridge. The cold air rushed at me, sharp and sudden. That was the moment sleep finally left my eyes. I was fully awake. I walked over to the stove. I took the liberty of lifting the pot cover. A few eggs were bubbling in the sizzling water.

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.

He put his pale hand onto my head and pet me like a dog. "Get along now then if you have nothing to say." As glad as I was to be free of him I could have torn his head off for the way he spoke to me. I hope a Luna is never expected to be humble enough to endure someone speaking to her in such a way. I rushed back to the failing birthday party hoping that if could far enough away that I could outrun the embaressment of the last five minutes.

Judging from this demonstration just now, I could already tell it was Emerald. Emerald is the shyest of the three dogs, and probably the most adorable; with large brown puppy eyes and huge, floppy white ears, Emerald can get any hard heart to melt like ice cream left under the sun for a few seconds. I turn around with Roy still climbing all over my bare tights and digging his sharp nails into my soft skin like he always do, before taking Emerald into my arms and delivering warm strokes unto her back and stomach.

He kept his face straight and headed to the ballroom. He glanced at the invited people and smiled viciously. Straight, He stepped up avoiding the gaze on him. There was a big chair placed on the desk and it was for him only. He will be crowned today and hi father will put the crown on his head. "So, I'm glad to say that my son, Liam Matthews, is going to be the next Emperor of the Matthews," His father announced gracefully. He was sounding happy. All the people clapped for Liam and sat there to encourage him. He scanned the surrounding and smiled again malevolently. Everything was perfectly planned but there was a dark aura of the mafia people.

The room was dark and slightly chilly. Aurora lit the oil lamp at the door and some of the darkness slipped away. Sebastian gasped and she jerked, turning in his direction at once. She moved closer to the bedside of the great emperor, holding up the lamp. "Oh merciful Zeus," she gasped, her palm going over her mouth. The emperor had become a bag of bones in a dried up flesh. "How… how on earth?" She muttered in disbelief. "He breathes no more," Sebastian said with no emotion. The late emperor's skeleton figure started back at their horrified faces.

The cry of the baby filled the room. "It's a boy" "Let us see him." Audrey said weakly "Us?" The nurse cleaning the baby asked in surprised while wrapping the baby up before bringing him to Audrey. "Let me hold him." "Sure" The nurse passed the wrapped baby to Audrey but couldn't help but noticed how weird Audrey's was during labour. "We did it, you did a great job my love. Thank you."Lord Adonis was all smiles as he took a look at his child. He planted a kiss on Audrey's sweaty forehead as he vanished into the thin air.

"No, sir. I should be going now." "Of course." Tom drew his feet back to me. "My niece is hungry." He said with a smile. He helped me to get me on my feet. "I'm not that fat." I could feel Devil's eyes on us. Though he was covered in hood. He chuckled softly. "You should see Mini. She looks like a football." I couldn't hold the giggle. "She won't like it. Particularly from your mouth." "You're my sweet sister-in-law. You won't tell her. Do you? " He asked me while holding another laugh as we walked to the door.

Emile smiled, resting her hands gently on her belly. “Our siblings are the bestest.” Emm smiled, her eyes narrowing into delighted slits as her cute dimples appeared. “Empress was the one not on her best behaviour.” She started counting Emile’s crimes on her chubby fingers; Chris listened with rapt attention while Emile laughed and tried to stop her by pinching her nose… but the little tyrant was determined… she completed the list and turned to the emperor expectantly. “What does my little treasure think we should do?” Chris asked solemnly. They were all serious charges… not eating nutritious food… not moving around as per doctor’s advice… non-compliance with almost all of the doctor’s instr