Baca The Abandoned Empress Novels & Stories

Luis pulled her inside while I followed them behind. "Oops, did the King just abandon his Queen, or is it just me?" Emily asked as I ran into her. “What do you think?" I questioned her since my mood had already been destroyed by what had transpired. "Well, I believe the King abandoned the Queen, and she is now so lonely that her expression can not even hide her miserable face, ooh, take my advice," she said, fixing my shirt before saying, "Do not get too comfortable because Luis is never, and I mean never, going to look at you," she said and was about to walk away when I held her hand.

The woman continued, "The disappearance of the first son, Bjorn Evreux, cast a shadow of mystery over the kingdom. It was as if he vanished into thin air, leaving behind a sea of unanswered questions. The people were left baffled, and his absence only added to the air of uncertainty and unease that hung over the kingdom." Lucas furrowed his brow, pondering the significance of this new piece of information. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to his mother's disappearance than what he already knew. It felt like the missing first son somehow held the key to unlocking the truth behind the mysteries. "Empress Regina Brosethorn Evreux, on the other hand, was a woman of strong charac

Ren cried out as two tall guards in armor came to usher him gently out of the palace. Ren blinked his eyes rapidly as he snapped out of the memory of one of his attempts to meet his mother. It wasn’t long after that day that his mother cut her own hair and donned the robes of a nun before shutting herself away in a small monastery on the palace grounds. At the time Ren never understood why his mother had chosen to abandon her prestigious position of empress to become a nun. He didn’t understand how she could abandon him and his father but after he grew up into a young adult he understood.

“And that child was stolen from her. While she was locked in prison. Lied to. Manipulated. Left to believe her baby died.” Damien stared at the documents, unable to breathe. His entire world tilted. He remembered Elena crying in the hospital, broken and devastated. He remembered dismissing her fears.He remembered calling her delusional. He remembered leaving her on the road last night. He remembered it all Guilt crushed him like a boulder. “I… I abandoned her,” he whispered, eyes burning. “I left her there. In the dark. Alone.” Old Mr. Salvatore slammed his cane on the floor.

“You are the Abberant Alpha’s mate and loving him is such defiance costs great penalty. But you are not the only creature in this world that had committed the same mistake ” My eyes were blandly darting daggers of prudence towards the empress. The smile on her face widened as she pace forward closer to where I am. Taking a sigh, my arms then trip over and released the neck. “Who?” “Let me tell you a story then,” the Empress uttered and stretched out her arm. “May you have the time to listen?”

THIRD PERSON'S POV Cara hangs around the Empress's chambers, engaging in tasks that are no longer hers to do while waiting for the safest opportunity to take the crown. The crown's eye glows with little light as a result of Abel's fading love for her Majesty. The Empress doesn't notice it until she sets it down on the bedside table. "The human shall be the first to die tomorrow," she mutters in a furious voice before getting up and heading towards the bathroom.

“He is here and is planning something but I cannot find him anywhere! Moreover, the Emperor and Empress are also up to no good. Especially the Empress. Tell my brother that she is not to be trusted. She is manipulating the Emperor and I am sure that she will try to meddle in the foreing affairs as well. The Empress is going to start a war if necessary to dispose of the Crown Prince. We must stop her at all costs!” “We did hear some disturbing rumors about the Morales family,” Timur nods. “Strange things have been happening lately and I am not here merely to attend a Ball. I have been living here for days.” “What do you mean?” “After you sent that message to your brother, he has been investig

asked the first prince, gazing at his mother seriously. “I don’t know; you’ll have to figure that out for yourselves later. Now, I’m going back, and my dear son, do your best to reach the position of demon god, okay!” said the empress as she stood up and left the room with a casual demeanor. The first prince watched his mother leave so casually and couldn’t say anything else; even though he wasn’t very strong and it was almost impossible for him to become the next ruler of the demon realm, he still fought for that position. After all, as the firstborn, he was well-versed in many matters unknown to the other demon princes and princesses.

Another notification popped up on my phone screen this time around it was a text from Dorothy, my best friend. “EVELYN, CODE 5050” Her message was written in bold caps. It was our emergency code. We usually use the CODE 5050 when something bad has happened. My mind jogged back to my mum's text. Slowly, I placed the pieces together. Was dad really in danger?

If he cried, their world collapsed. The night I returned home, Carson couldn't accept it. After a dramatic breakdown, he climbed to the edge of the rooftop and screamed, "I've been abandoned! No one wants me anymore! I might as well die so Dad, Mom, and Jason can finally live happily together!" My parents lost their minds. Scrambled up to coax him down, then wouldn't leave his side for a second. Dad and Mom fed him fruit and snacks, coaxing him to eat, while I sat dizzy with hunger, ignored completely.