Empress Novels & Stories

I’m suddenly finding myself in the packhouse right outside of Wesely’s room. He sneers angrily at me. “You are weak, and have no place in this pack much less as my Luna. I, Wesley Steel, future Alpha of the Jade Pack, reject you, Avril West as my mate and Luna.” He shoves me to the ground, stunned. How could this be happening? Wasn’t my mate supposed to love and cherish me? I then see a pair of brown eyes looking at me lovingly. I feel warm. How do I know this color? I can see? I hear a voice. I can help you see. She says. I am Emerald, your wolf. You are special. I gasp in surprise.

A contract with a signature and nothing more. Then the chapel doors open, and my carefully constructed certainty starts to crack. Her father steps in first, tall, proud, his hand curled protectively around her arm. Then I see her. Isabella Hart. My bride. For a moment, I forget to breathe. The dress should have looked ridiculous, heavy with lace and sequins, the kind of gown that makes a woman look like a doll. But on her, it doesn’t. The fabric hugs her waist, the neckline bares her shoulders, and the faint shimmer of beads catches the light. Her hair is braided into a knot, a few strands loose around her face. She looks untouched. Fragile, even.

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.

A flooding whisper suddenly echoes inside his mind, which made him smile in the most sinister way possible that he never did before. With the ruling number of the fourth, the Empress card shows its very beauty with blonde hair and a peaceful aura. Wearing a crown of twelve stars that represents the cycle of the year and the Zodiac Gods and Goddesses themselves, the Empress sits upon its throne of flowing red velvet with its very essence of the ruler. “The Empress,” Calls the name as he pins his attention towards the card with the hint and slight discomfort with dread and worst that suddenly came d

She also read myths, angels, former saints, and the power of the Imperial Family. The current Imperial family emperor is Necephorus Aus Viten, He is the most powerful Emperor in the empire. He married a Saint Empress Aelia Gazelle Placidar and had a son of a crown prince. Elise remembers the wise and cruel emperor with the Saint's loving wife. The author in the book “The Lazy Lucky Princess” describes them as powerful beings that help Alicia after being kidnapped several times. Elise didn't need to write down the date because she fully remembers it like she's the one who wrote the book. Now the most curious Elise is about the book for magic and the Saints.

I explain before Emanuel clears his throat "Highness... She doesn't go by Empress..." He corrects and I roll my eyes "The packs are like kingdoms with-" I argue. "Emi... She doesn't want to go by Empress... You can ask the Hybrid Alpha when you meet him..." Emanuel chuckles as I smile a giddy smile.

“You have to earn it, Empress. You’re just getting started. I’m sure once we reach Planet Szol, you’ll be able to use one—for self-defense and other things.” “Teach me fighting moves too! I want to learn!” I said excitedly. Before she could answer, a Tarragon female suddenly interrupted. She was as tall as Natisa, had pinkish skin, and vivid yellow-green eyes. She looked like she was training here and had other female companions who didn’t look too fond of me. “Do you need something, Selam?” Natisa asked her, and she smirked. “I heard you became Captain of the Imperial Guards of the Empress—or future Emp

Anamika thundered. Everyone froze, including Seraphina who was standing a few feet away. The image of the videos they’ve watched about their first Female Emperor, the story they’ve heard about her, and the image of her in their minds, all started rushing out in full force. Anamika spoke exactly how Emperor Dorothy used to. She was the First Emperor in the history of Hassride to ever use the royal pronouns. When asked why, her reply was:

The servant girl standing by his right was slim and her hair was… Jide jumped from his seat. This was no servant girl. At least ten to fifteen cowries were knitted into her dark braided hair, with red beads and wristband contrasting the silver crown that rested on her hair. Her chocolate skin was like those of a chick and her eyes glimmered with a strength that was identical to those of the king. “My queen…Em…I mean, princess. Ndewoo (I greet you)”

"You don't care about anyone, do you?" Jared paused, looking down at me with a gaze that was completely devoid of warmth. "Let’s be crystal clear, Amelia. I don't love you. I don't even particularly like the drama that follows your family. This is business. I am using you to get Quinnix. I am using your grief and your anger to build my empire higher."