Empress Palace Novels & Stories

She pulled over to the side of the road and told them to carry the injured. Empress Medical Center is a large facility. It has the capacity to hold thousands of patients. In one building, there are 30 VIP rooms, 300 semi-VIP rooms, and numerous ordinary wards. Cristine had no idea how many facilities her hospital had. There are some that have recently been built. This one cost a lot of money to construct, but thankfully, it was a gift. Cristine kept her solemn and icy demeanor. Her demeanor is aloof and professional.

She stands so I lead her from the room towards the stairs. “The first floor is where we live, upstairs is for pack members that work in the house. Naturally this floor have the suites, while upstairs have many more bedrooms.” I’m trying to impress her with our house, not that it compares though. I was never allowed inside the palace, mum forbade me, said I’d disturb dad and break things… probably true. I just remember how grand it was from the outside, the white brick, the towers that reach high into the air, I never could comprehend its size.

Idum said and then lifted her head and 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.

By the time the last engraving, a star embraced by a crescent moon lit up, the ballroom of the Crescent Palace was filled with well-dressed figures of the empire's prominent families. The energy buzzing in the air from the alphas and betas auras was so palpable that Zeonen found it hard to breathe. "Da** it! Why the he** is my palace buzzing with so many bees? Every alpha in the empire already knows who I'm going to announce as my empress. Is it necessary for them to show so much enthusiasm for a mere formality?" Zeonen had an ugly expression on his face. His mood had been excessively terrible this past few weeks. He felt restless and agitated as if something major that would affect the dire

I bought two more clothes to take along,and shoes with a few pieces of jewelry, though it hurts me to spend the money but I need to spend it to get more money. We set to enter the palace,we got in with the invitation card. "Wow the palace is very beautiful"Reena muttered loud enough for me to hear We stared at the palace in awe. "My lady this way"A maid interrupted I and Reena's tour. She bowed respectfully to us and led the way. We walked for God knows how long and finally got to a big yard. "Mi Lady,Here you will be staying here with the other ladies for now,I hope it will be ok for now as time goes on you will all get a separate court" The maid explained cautiously

“Now we’ll head up to the management floors.” My stomach twists with nerves as we return to the elevator. She steps inside and glances at the buttons. “Oh, look. You’re lucky.” I frown. “Mr. Cross is here.” I force a smile. “I’ll introduce you to him first.” Oh God. Don’t talk. Don’t say anything stupid. I nervously twist my fingers together while we ride to the top floor. The doors open, and I step out before freezing in place. What the hell? White marble stretches everywhere. Floor-to-ceiling glass surrounds the space, and expensive white leather furniture fills the area.

"...Let's go." No one argued. But not everyone remained calm. Luther, in particular, couldn't understand what he had just witnessed. Why...? Why did the Empress touch Theodore so affectionately? Why does everyone... love that family? --- The imperial heirs eventually began touring the magnificent palace. For Luther, it was his first time entering the Imperial Palace itself. In previous years, he had only ever visited the Crown Prince's residence. The palace was breathtaking. Crystal chandeliers reflected countless rays of light across polished marble floors. Massive paintings decorated every corridor, while golden pillars stretched toward ceilings painted with ancient imperial victories.

I ordered, my voice tight. Lorenzo paused, his eyebrows pulling together in surprise. "The old man's fortress? Are you sure, boss? You haven't stepped foot in that place since you overthrew his board seat last year." "I'm sure," I nodded, opening the passenger door. "Move." The drive took forty minutes to reach the old Donovan estate hidden deep in the woods, surrounded by high stone walls. As we pulled through the iron gates, the dark grounds were crawling with armed men dressed in black tactical gear, carrying automatic rifles.

Krista confessed. "The world is cruel like that some times." Jacob said and silence blanketed the room. In the heart of the city of Rome stood a great palace with walls of marble lined with gold and precious gems it was from this magnificent and extravagant palace the Roman emperors had ruled their vast empire. In a small chamber over looking the city a young man, tall and handsome paced while looking out the balcony.