Empress Novels & Stories

She said. She searched her counters for her carkey as she raced around, beads of sweat forming around her forehead as she began to pant, it wasn’t rocket science to figure, she too was loosing it. And Amy might have been very good with anxieties. “Calm down Ms Dempsey” She didn’t know when she reached for her hands and it was as she turned to her, Regina pulled her in for a lasting hug, on whose shoulders, she wept on. That was what she needed in that moment because the bottled emotions, she’d realized wasn’t healthy.

Royal Steel a multinational company that had set foot in every field. Tech companies to Automobiles, Gaming to Jewellery companies. Its fierce roar could be heard in every corner of the vast business world. The king of the Jungle. She took her steps toward the Building. Her hands tucked in her pockets and her coat hung around her shoulders like a cape made her look majestic. Her every step made some employees feel agitated. She looked at them like a Monarch looking at her subjects. Because now she had turned from being a crown princess to an Empress.

With all the sacrifices I made for him, I would never let him be happy in the arms of another woman! Emyr is my true Mate. Yes. And we keep it a secret from others. While Aster is the crowned Emperor, he is the people’s symbol of power and I have to convince him that the baby inside me is his until the time comes that he has no choice but to crown me as his Empress.

I would have looked backward to see who it was had the orderly movement not struck my eye. The women froze at first then immediately recovering from their shock, the ones closest to the right side of the wall, moved to it and the ones closest to the left side move to it, thus creating more than enough space for ten people to pass through. I stole a glance at the old empress as she moved, hands behind her back like she was inspecting. Grand? The previous King's mother? A really weird monarchy this is. It was no wonder she could call Empress Hera like that. How could Katherine cope with this sort of arrangement? Her title here was

A wash of ivory, with hits of blue and gold in places. My assessment stops when I curtsy as well, “Your Majesty, Lady Haraldsen.” “Ah, you’re here.” The Empress’ voice reaches me “You made us wait quite a bit.” I straighten, and it’s now that I get to see the people present. The Empress’ is dressed as regally as ever, in a sharp cut gown of maroon satin so dark it’s almost black. Her golden hair is braided in a top knot, and a thin crown of gold gleams on her brow.

She was just trying to restrain herself from rushing to the Morgan corp which was their competitor and beat shiteour if his stupid brain. She sat majestically on her throne, opened her laptop and started typing furiously on the keyboard. Hazel who was trembling a second ago couldn't help but look at her boss with awe and worship in her eyes. Her speed was something that amazes her each and every moment she sees her boss working on the computer. Less than a minute later, Miranda pulled out a USB disk and handed it to the dumbfounded Hazel.

“Your mother had secrets.” Empress Ariadne’s voice drifted through the garden chamber before Alessia even stepped inside. The air smelled of jasmine and fresh morning rain, the soft rustling of petals echoing in the quiet greenhouse-like space. Vines climbed glass walls, sunlight filtering through in fractured beams. Alessia stopped at the doorway. The Empress stood at the far side of the room, her back turned. Her dark hair—intricately braided and pinned with small moonstones—gleamed under the soft light. She carried an effortless grace, her posture straight, her shoulders elegant beneath a sheer black and silver gown.

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.

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...”