Novelas y relatos de Empress

Harper looked smaller than I remember when security brought her to my office. The woman who once commanded boardrooms in thousand-dollar suits now wears off-the-rack polyester and shoes with scuffed heels. Her hair, previously styled to perfection, hangs limp around her face. But her eyes still hold that calculating intelligence that made her dangerous in the first place. “Emery.” She settled into the chair across from my desk without invitation. “Nice office. Very... authoritative.” “Harper.” I don't look up from the contract I'm reviewing, I let her wait, I let her remember what it feels like to be dismissed. “You look well.”

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.”

Both of them thanked me at the same time, and I couldn't help but sigh before turning my gaze to the man whose name I couldn't identify. "I don't know your name yet. What should I call you?" I asked, looking at him, my gaze of suspicion is still lingering inside. As he introduced himself, the man smiled casually. "You can call me Rho, Your Majesty." (Rho? What an unusual name.) "I understand, Rho. Once again, I am Verena von Elysian, the Empress of Elysian Empire. It's good to know you." Rho lowered his head in respect.

the queen said. Axel frowned. “She is Iris, the princess of the third most powerful kingdom, Azuria,” she added, smirking. “I am delighted to meet you, my lady.” Nathan gently bowed to the young woman. Leon followed after him. Axel just stared at her. She had long black hair up to the buttocks that framed a small round face and dark brown eyes shaped like almonds. Her dress traced perfectly her slim body. She was beautiful from head to toe, worthy of a real princess. She had everything a king needed; beauty, fortune, a kingdom and connections all over the world. She looked perfect and he hated her for this reason.

Rumor had it that a force field of time seemed to surround it, where one hour in the outside world was equivalent to a few days inside. Taika only remembered that Xuri was the Mature Empress. As for her real name, he couldn’t recall. After Divine Monarch Vermilion Bird taught him a lesson, he was scared witless and hurriedly asked, “What... should I call you then? I... I forgot it.” Divine Monarch Vermilion Bird said, “Of course, she’s called the Bathing Empress...” “What? Bathing...”

The more she thought about it, the heavier it felt… like something was wrong, just out of reach. She couldn’t quite name it. Ten minutes later, the towering outline of the Stellar Grand Hotel appeared ahead, its golden lights glowing against the night sky. Aurelia slowed slightly. Luxury cars lined the entrance. A red carpet stretched toward the grand doors. Everything looked polished… extravagant. Then something caught her eye: a silver Rizmo Limited Edition. Her grip tightened, and she recognized it instantly. Three years ago, when Alexander’s business had just begun to rise, she had quietly used her connections to secure that car for him, one of only a hundred in existence.

Only the faint ache still lingering beneath her ribs betrayed how difficult that composure had been to reclaim. “The northern emperor,” she said coolly, “has apparently allowed himself to be injured through military incompetence.” Relief flickered subtly through the chamber as the ministers watched their empress regain her usual composure. They mistook the cool expression for indifference, assumed the dispatch contained nothing of real consequence, and gradually returned their attention to tariffs, ledgers, and trade routes. The misunderstanding suited Halrem perfectly. No one needed to know that for several dangerous moments, a single line of text had unsettl

Idum said and then lifted her head, scurried to her feet and came to stand behind her "When would you stop calling me my lady? I am the empress now." Inal said, digging her hand into her chest "I am sorry, my lady. I am used to it because I have served you since you became a lady," Idum said. "Maybe I should get another maid then," Inal said. "Forgive me, Imperial Empress. Your Worship," Idum shouted out loud, bowing with her head to the ground again. "Much better," Inal murmured and then squared her shoulders. "Let's go," she said loudly and then walked towards the Emperor's chamber.