Empress From Another World Novels & Stories

“Don’t underestimate me!” As the empress charged towards her, Emery stanced and waited for her to draw closer. She counted each step that Empress Serena took before raising her foot. In one swift kick right on the jaw, she knocked her off of her feet in no time. The empress tried to get up as fast as she could, however, everything around her seemed to be turning upside-down. Emery, on the other hand, got on top of her and held her on the collar. “Did you wish for an instant death?” she whispered, but did not wait for her to answer. “If yes, then I must break that bubble of yours because I will make sure that you suffer in so much pain that you want to kill yourself just to end it.”

It was really crowded. Cristine made the decision to send them to her medical facility. In her hospital, yes, you heard it. "Empress Medical Center" is the name of her hospital. In the underworld, she's known as Empress. Exclusively for her members, there were free services. An old guy she accidently saved gave her this hospital. Is she making the right decision in bringing them to her hospital? ... A/N: I was just thinking about how congested public hospitals are. Even without the pandemic, it was extremely crowded.

I grunt in annoyance and burn a hole in the side of her head. ‘Stop moving around so much!’ I snap at her and her movements immediately come to a jolt. She looked at me slowly as if she was hesitant. It must be the coldness in my voice that made her shocked. Nonetheless, her lips shivered when she looked into my eyes. The Queen and the general's mate fall silent too. With my arrival at the Taksh Pack, she knew the old Ellizzian, the empress of Ahi-Empire, was back.

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.

Maybe there are some activities that have been discovered in this era that have been passed down from generation to generation. “I just did what Sayori taught you. It’s not that hard.” She said. Maybe that’s what it is. I’m thinking way too ahead of myself. For I second, I was even considering that the Empress came from my world too but that would be impossible. As we were having fun, The Emperor and Crown Prince arrived at the garden. “What are you doing, dear?” The Emperor asked the Empress. She put down the plant stem and immediately went to his majesty’s side. Sumire followed after her mother.

The moment Alesteria stepped out and looked up, everyone seemed to have seen a glimpse of the late Empress in her. Some tear up, some even sobbed in relief and delight. Alesteria's image was one of the late Empress, full of confidence, dignity, and elegance. It hold the power of someone who has found their place on this world, an image of a youthful yet fierce woman. She has grown into a woman the late Empress would be proud of, her own daughter following her steps. Alesteria descended the carriage steps slowly, her gown of midnight blue brushing against the ground with the grace of flowing water.

Zayne appeared abruptly and sat down next to Jay. He stared at the screen and roasted Angeline to his heart’s content. "I know this tigress. She’s Grand Asia Empire’s empress. Her eyes are usually placed on the back of her head and she carries herself in an extremely haughty manner. She has a bunch of male board members beneath her who will do whatever she tells them to." Jay looked at Zayne, a trace of unapproachable loftiness and coldness intermingling in his deep, profound eyes.

After two years she will be free to get married to whoever she pleases. We sit in silence for some minutes before light footsteps are heard from the front door. A young lady in a maid’s attire with a luggage in her hand comes into view. She is soon followed by a lady clad in all black. She is also on a face cap but anyone could tell that she wasn’t a normal person because she carried a powerful aura. Emilia Peyton.

The man surprisingly smiles, it was ephemeral, disappearing as soon as it appears. “The Imperial Army of Xerecadent Empire is dedicated to serve the public wholeheartedly.” He even does a small casual salute, “when all doubts are cleared, we will assist in any possible way to help your family reunion.” “…then I shall give my trust.” I clear my throat and ask him to carry me on his back. It really hurts when he holds me by waist. I swear that the man’s eye colour changed right after I asked him to carry me on his back.

a voice barked. Zane jolted upright, his wig nearly slipping sideways. His instincts made him reach for a gun he didn’t have. His hand twitched toward his hip before he remembered it was a sword, not a pistol. He didn’t even know how to use this one. Wrong century. Wrong life. Standing in the doorway was Kim Insoo, captain of the guards, his brows knotted, chest heaving like he’d just run across the palace. His sharp eyes swept across the room, landing squarely on Dr Tae.