Empress Rey Novels & Stories

However, several minutes had passed and we came to a sudden stop yet he did not say anything else. I looked out of the window and found myself being amazed at the large mansion in front of me. Just like in the land of the Silver Foxes where Arsen ruled over, this place also had an exquisite fountain. These kinds of decorations never cease to surprise me as they do not exist in Oliviland. Well, having a fountain in our kingdom surrounded by a vast desert would simply waste the water so we never had one.

❤️❤️❤️ Emperor Ariadne Will (Part 1) ❤️❤️❤️ Twelve Years Later..... "Why are you sad my dear?" Empress Rose asked her daughter Reca. Reca, who married King Elliot the ruler of Koda kingdom in the west that was controlled by Emperor Dean, had come to visit her mother. They were in the Empress room. Empress Rose was sitting on her bed with a cup of empty herb tea beside her. Reca was sitting next to her.

She reached into her coat pulled out a dented silver flask took a drag and spat a stream of blue fluid onto the severed iron wrist. "You the one who caused the boiler-collapse in Sector 2?" she asked, her gray eyes glinting with curiosity. "Because if you are you've got three minutes before the Scrappers realize I followed their pipe." I raised my hand the matte-obsidian lance of the Seventh Seal materializing with a low hum. "I am the Empress of this territory " I said. ". You have exactly ten seconds to tell me why I shouldn't turn your coat into scrap metal." The woman didn't flinch. A slow grease-stained grin split her face revealing a silver tooth.

The knight could not make out what she was trying to say to Emery, but he was sure of one thing—they understood each other. “But don’t you think it will backfire in the future?” Emery asked. “Just trust me on this one. Now go. You should not push yourself too much and rest.” After that visit, Castor escorted Emery to the Euthoria Mansion. Upon reaching the entrance, a carriage stopped right before them. The door opened and the woman who stepped out was no one else but the empress together with the emperor’s grandmother. Seeing the two of them at the same time immediately brought Emery back to the past. The anger, pain, and hatred she felt back then all came back like an avalanche, seething i

they say, and I just nod and walk past them Once I step through the gates, Lady Venus Hermia, one of the descendants of hermes and one of my ladies in waiting comes up to me and leads me to the women's parlor where Empress Alexandria and her daughters Imperial First Princess Giuna and Imperial Second Princess Riara are waiting for me with the Royal Tailor as well as all of our maids and Ladies in waiting Lady Venus has light brown hair, light tanned skin, and hazel eyes. Empress Alexandria has porcelain skin, big, brown, expressive eyes, and chocolate brown hair. She is a regal, dignified woman who looks every bit the empress she is.

Emiliano’s accent was barely noticeable compared to Reinaldo’s, probably the result of the former living his entire life in California. “You never mentioned Jasmine,” Rei said to Em, using the strange pronunciation of my name. Em stood taller after handing me a glass of moscato. “Have you two met?” He turned to me. “Jasmine, this is Rei, Reinaldo Roríguez.” He turned to Rei. “Rei, this is Jasmine.” Rei’s penetrating dark gaze was locked on me. “We met…last night.” The intensity of his stare brought back the feelings from last night, the almost painful twisting of my insides. I said a prayer that my padded bra was keeping my nipples from giving me away.

When he summoned the Ice wolf, David got another weird and long notification. [You have summoned a [Royal variant]!] [Empress Sub-role unlocked!] [Praetor sub-role unlocked!] [Royal prince sub-role unlocked!] [Royal variants are the most powerful version of their species and leaders of large packs. Only a Royal can give birth to a Royal.] [Empresses are the highest form of brood mothers and can only be selected from [Royal variants]. The empress affinities have a [30%] chance of being inherited by their descendants. They can give birth to units with better base stats, and every month they have [30%] of birthing a [Soldier variant], [19%] of birthing a [Royal variant], and [1%] of birthing a

''But, mother—'' Emery starts but his mother raises her finger immediately. ''Like I said, no buts. Everything will go as planned so there won't be any delays. The sooner, the better.'' She replies with a small smile on her face, leaving me looking at her, utterly speechless. I don't have the power to disagree because for god's sake, she's the queen! From the side, I see Emery clenching his jaw but he stays calm, not wanting to cause a scene. Then, the queen dismisses herself with grace.

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.

His eyes had no focus as his face was already disfigured. As much as Elizabeth was enjoying Greg withering like a worm she couldn't stay here she had one more mission and that was to go kill Megan. It was either now or never. “Say hello to the devil's because you are going to hell”. She yelled on top of her longs making sure her voice was named with mockery. “I am Elizabeth Chase. The only daughter of the most influential man who has the wealth of generations. The most cunning and manipulative person you will ever meet. I am always ten steps ahead”. She praised herself before taking slow elegant steps outside leaving Greg to burn down into ashes.