Empress Rey Novels & Stories

What they didn't know was that I had handed the seal to Harry with my own hands. The empress, Bella Barrett, had always felt guilty about not giving Harry the position of empress consort. She kept nitpicking and dropping hints that I should pass the royal seal to someone more deserving. If this had happened in the past, I definitely would have fought her on it. "How can there be an empress consort without a royal seal? You're deliberately trying to humiliate me!" But now, knowing that I was finally leaving this miserable place and going back to where I belonged, I felt a profound sense of relief.

We would spend the night here for sure. "Lady Keres,daughter of King Haemon of Elwae, step forward." A red head walked out of the crowd elegantly, flaunting her beauty and holding the hems of her gown high as she walked. Her breasts looked like they were going to spill out of her bodice and her face had a major disaster on it. I caught Empress mother's glance with my side eye and I figured she wanted a reply from me. "Nay mother." I said and she nodded. I gave the same reply to about ten more that were dressed the same way.

“That’s what makes this so fucked.” That shut me up. Not because I disagreed. Because she was right. Emery had chosen me—again and again, even when I didn’t deserve it. Even when all I offered her was a fake picture of safety. I swallowed hard. “Where is she?” “She said she would be at a press brunch. Somewhere small, private, downtown. A chance to reclaim the narrative, I guess. Take her story back. On her own terms.” “That’s suicide,” I muttered. “They will devour her.”

The Goddess was no longer projecting pain. ​She smiled again, and this time, the chime of her voice held a note of pure satisfaction. ​"You have passed the true trial," she announced. "The power of Air, of the element of Command, is rooted not in physical strength, but in emotional dominion. When your heart is chaotic, the element responds with chaos—a wind that destroys. When your heart is rooted in calm, universal empathy, the element responds with stillness and obedience."

Every chapter had mattered. But none of them had defined me alone. Pierce found me there as the sun began to set. “You came here for the ending,” he said. “No,” I replied. “For the truth.” “And what is it?” I looked out across the water. “That the empire was never the company.” He nodded slowly. “What was it then?” I turned toward him, smiling gently. “The empire was the woman who refused to disappear.” We walked back home under a sky painted with the last colors of sunset.

Inside the dressing room, my mother personally placed the heavy crown on my head. "Beautiful," she said, stepping back with satisfaction. "You look like a little queen." Thinking about what had just happened outside, I suddenly felt a bit embarrassed. "Mother, the way I acted earlier… did I cause you any trouble?" Before I could finish, she gently took my hand. Her voice was calm, but carried undeniable authority. "You did exactly right. "Remember this. No one gets to bully a principessa of the Costa family."

Cristine was approached by the Light Saviors. Although Cristine's voice seemed calm, she was actually anxious. She said, "Thank you. You came just in time. You need to go soon so anyone can't see you. Leave no space for anyone to ask questions." It's the first time anyone has ever seen her with the Light Saviors. She doesn't want anyone to make assumptions. People occasionally have eyes that are too sensitive. They all spoke at the same time, "It's our duty, Empress." While roving her eyes around and asking cheekily, "By the way, Empress, do you want to tell them our identity?" Cloud could tell that Empress trusted the people around her, which is why she had the confidence to ask.

She wanted to show everyone that she was free from any restraints of any kind. “I highly doubt that would happen, my lady,” Kirei giggled, knowing that such a thing was impossible to do now that their lady had the guardian spirits. “Pardon the intrusion, but please refrain from using that honorary to her majesty. She is now the rightful empress of the Draconian Empire,” mistress Moryana reprimands them, not being able to stay still after hearing how they called their ruler. Soraya and Kirei ended up looking at each other in shock. They gave each other a knowing look before facing the witch.

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.

asked the demon who addressed the woman as “Empress.” “It doesn’t disrupt them too much, but I’m intrigued by that young demon. If possible, I’d like to test just how strong he is in bed!” the woman replied, her voice brimming with curiosity and lust. Hearing the words from the woman called the empress, all the high-ranking demons immediately looked at one another. The demon empress was both the lawful and first wife of the demon god, with whom she had one son—and that first son was the male demon sitting in the chair beside the empress. They knew the empress well; ever since the demon god had passed away, the empress had never shown any interest in other demons. What made the empress most f