Empress Rey Novels & Stories

“Miss Arya, how long would you stare at me?” The voice gave a shock to her. The woman seated next to her is no other person but the mighty Emily. The legend was not false at all. Arya felt inferior to the woman opposite her. Emily was rumored as a mighty goddess who feared nothing even death. Her works and success stretched round the whole of Beijing under a day and increased when it was confirmed she had her first male child with None other than the century-old prince, Ling Yuting.

After two years she will be free to get married to whoever she pleases. We sit in silence for some minutes before light footsteps are heard from the front door. A young lady in a maid’s attire with a luggage in her hand comes into view. She is soon followed by a lady clad in all black. She is also on a face cap but anyone could tell that she wasn’t a normal person because she carried a powerful aura. Emilia Peyton.

He bites my earlobe and pants his hot breath into my ear. And yet, instead of sinking his canines into my neck and completing his claim on me, he does something completely unexpected- the cruelest of acts. With his length still buried deep inside of me, his arms around my body and the evidence of his possession still marking my skin, he says the words- “I, Xavier Bellator, reject you Jane, as my mate. By the divine creed that is my word, I rebuke any and all bonds that tie my soul to yours”.

“Through moving faster. And being smarter. This is a race now. Christina’s just lost her brother. She’ll be scrambling. She’ll also be ruthless.” “Naturally.” The door of the private room opened, and Seymore appeared in the doorway. How did he manage to keep that cheery look on his face, even stepping into this war zone? She admired him, even as he utterly mystified her. “Are you ready?” Seymore asked in that smooth, bright British clip. “As ever,” said Kade. “Send them in.” Two people entered behind Seymore. Raven’s first impression of them was that they were hoping nobody would actually notice them.

"The real CEO is right here next to me." She looked at me proudly. "The real CEO is Maya." The room was silent. Bryan's eyes went wide. "What?! " One of the other board members spoke up. "That's impossible…" Tasha smiled. "Oh, it's very possible. She's the daughter of the late Mr. Daniels. The founder. Maya inherited the company three years ago." People gasped. Everyone was staring at me. Even the man—the other CEO—was staring at me now, but not in shame. With something like… respect.

“Keep it clean, keep it smooth. And report anything out of place immediately.” I allowed a slow exhale, letting her rhythm set mine. Calm, precise, in control. This was her domain, her pack, her Syndicate. And I was right where I belonged, moving with her, steady, grounded, ready for whatever came next. Because with Morgan, even the chaos felt ordered

She knew in her heart that as long as Quincy was there, the South Cloud World would go unconquerable. “Yes,” the Empress nodded. “That’s why I asked your auntie to return tonight. I feel relieved with her around.” The Empress was the leader of the nation, but she was not a cultivator. She was just an ordinary person. It was getting late; the Empress had a small talk with Princess Evergreen and left with the royal guards and her maids. Right after she left, Princess Evergreen hooked her finger towards Darryl, who was standing outside. “Handsome, it's fine now. Everything is fine; please come in.”

He didn’t forget to gloat over his antics punishing the empress for forgetting them. “Oh no… you are big trouble…” Emm shook her head after gloating for a minute. “I can bet you a million dollars that the Empress has already dobbed on you, and you are in big trouble with the demon emperor…” Emm continued with an all knowing expression. “Hymph!” Chris Jnr crossed his arms over his chest with a resentful expression ‘Little treasure was right… the empress would have already complained like a baby and the wife berserk demon is sure to take revenge…. His poor little bum!’

she said loudly and then walked towards the Emperor's chamber. "Announce my arrival," Inal said to the guard post at the door. "I am sorry my lady but the Emperor had asked not to be disturbed," Tiartu said. "Why is everyone doing this to me? My Lady?" Inal screamed. "I became the Empress a while ago. How hard is it for you to address me as such?" she added. "I am sorry your Worship," Tiartu said immediately bowing but not fully to the ground. He served the Emperor so there was no way he could bow to the ground for her.

The more she thought about it, the heavier it felt… like something was wrong, just out of reach. She couldn’t quite name it. Ten minutes later, the towering outline of the Stellar Grand Hotel appeared ahead, its golden lights glowing against the night sky. Aurelia slowed slightly. Luxury cars lined the entrance. A red carpet stretched toward the grand doors. Everything looked polished… extravagant. Then something caught her eye: a silver Rizmo Limited Edition. Her grip tightened, and she recognized it instantly. Three years ago, when Alexander’s business had just begun to rise, she had quietly used her connections to secure that car for him, one of only a hundred in existence.