Empress Rey Novelas e Histórias

More and more, the Zelia who's good at composing herself, hiding her true nature is finally disappear because of the side effects of the drugs. "An Empress? Oh, so you're gonna be my Empress aren't you?"The Emperor asked as he was smirking. He's clearly enjoying teasing her. She smirked, "Your Empress? Ha! Don't joke with me, I, Zelia Rezzel Lapas, only belong to myself and nothing else. I won't let any man control me, hurt me and step on me. Do you understand what I mean, Mr. Emperor? I will never be someone's Empress because I belong only to myself."

it answered so many questions, the beauty that just left was an Empress emperor Kaliel 's queen High empress Kasan Fascar. the rulers of the seven Empires of Audreit. Thier stories were used to scare children in Marsa, they inflicted fear on whichever city they conquered. it is rumored that when the emperor doesn't go to war ,the Empress Kasan does on his behalf. even in war her face would always be covered by a thin white veil , making her enemies unable to know who was delivering them to Thier death . a deathly woman with the ability to manipulate and turn cities against each other. her face was never revealed before so she didn't know how the cold Emperor's Empress looked like , whenever

she says evenly before striding away from the chambers, her composure masking the fury brewing within her. Back in her own chambers, the maids exchange nervous glances, well aware of the empress’s volatile temper. Hastily, they open the door to her room, bracing themselves for the outpouring of anger that they know is imminent. Regina’s voice fills the air with frustration and fury as she releases her pent-up emotions, scattering jewels and shattering vases in her wake. The room bears witness to the storm within her, mirroring the turbulent tempest raging inside the Empress herself.

The crown upon her head glittered in the sunlight, its jewels a testament to her station. With a subtle raise of her hand, the Empress commanded the attention of all present. The murmurs and whispers that had filled the air immediately ceased, replaced by an expectant silence. Every eye turned to her, and even the rustling of the banners seemed to quiet in deference to her presence. Empress Ilyana’s gaze swept over the assembly, her icy blue eyes—so like her daughter’s—radiated of pride and steely resolve. When she spoke, her voice was calm yet powerful, resonating across the vast grounds with the clarity of a bell.

Hiraya Celeste Point Of View "Celeste! I need to talk to you." I stopped punching and so did Felassi. I helped her stand up and smiled at her. "You did a great job, Cassidy. Keep it up." I turned around and I even heard her say thank you. We walked back to my office and all the reapers we encountered bowed when I passed. Sign of respect as well because I am the new Empress now. I just laughed because Rovic was still able to fight me even though his opponent was stronger than him.

The woman waiting for me was none other than Ryuu herself. “Follow me, Imelda. I’ve grown bored waiting for you to arrive. The Empress has been nothing but a complete drag this whole time.” She said, her voice sour. I looked at the others. Garren growled as he watched me follow her. Ryuu raised her hand as she walked.

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

Zeke winced. “First it was the minotaurs.” Posy stated. “Then Nerius.” Hunter pointed out. “Those two mermaids.” Indrick finished. “I’m sorry Empress, but you are a damsel in distress.” “Oh no.” Oz whispered. “A damsel?” I yelled. “I...I am not a damsel in distress! I am an Empress! A powerful woman!” “You are, Empress.” Hunter agreed. “However...you do seem to be taken a lot. I mean I was knocked out and you were snatched.”

"My son!" "See? I am serious about the trade, Lady Eodelle. But there is one thing about it though..." Emyr glared at me and the mischievous smile on his lips was back. I stepped forward to go to my son but when I did, a thousand palace soldiers appeared, aiming their swords, arrows, and spears on me. My eyes widened, never expecting that Emyr has the last card in him while I stand alone in the middle of the angry soldiers that are glaring at me, still not accepting the power I showed them when the spirit of the Wycliffe werewolf finally granted me the blessing to be the next in line Empress of this land.

Mother? “ I missed you every single day, my princess,” the emperor hugged me. I hadn't noticed when he got up. “ Wait a minute, I don't know what you all are talking about. My name is Eira not Cleo. I think you've gotten the wrong person,” I apologized, pulling away from the hug. “ Not with that hair and color. Only a member of the royal family has this look,” the emperor stated. “ Do you get it now?” The empress took my hands in hers. “ You are back where you belong. You are our daughter and the crown prince of Azurethra Empire.”