Euphemia Li Britannia Novels & Stories

The title still felt strange when applied to Emma, not because she wasn't worthy of it, but because of all it would demand of her. "So the Queen has been unknowingly training her replacement all these years?" Christian asked, his diplomatic skills smoothing over the momentary tension. Elijah nodded with a small smile. "I guess so. Emma has always had an eye for potential. She spotted Liam's skills when he was barely more than a pup."

No. They reached the dais. Lady Seraphina stood there. She was the Matriarch of the European Ancients, a wolf who had reportedly walked the earth before Rome fell. She was stunning—tall, with hair like spun gold and eyes of piercing, icy blue. She wore a gown of crimson that looked like fresh blood against the snow. "Ethan," Seraphina purred, extending a hand. "You have grown. The last time I saw you, you were a pup chasing rabbits."

“The lady standing before you is the forty-ninth successor to the throne of the Empire of the Sun that Never Sets!” “She’s a genuine princess! A true big shot! An existence you and the Don family should look up to!” “How dare you call her my mistress?” “Are you out of your mind?!” “Ms. Pearl is the one who gave me the privilege to get close to her. What a blessing to the Evans! A mere small fry like you know nothing!” Murphy’s face was filled with cold anger, but he didn’t jump around in fury. Despite his annoyance, the fact that Lady Pearl, the forty-ninth successor, seemed to be a blessing for the Evans.

Smiling, I take Ethan’s hand and step up to his side so I could be front and center. “My mate, your Queen, is of Lycan blood,” Ethan declares. The entire room goes silent, gasps rising into the air. “We have discovered and confirmed that she is descended from the Alexander line, the niece of former King Arthur Alexander, and the daughter of former Princess Elizabeth Alexander.” I’d learned that my mother had the title of princess, which was pretty cool. I also learned that when she married my father, he took her last name instead of her taking his, to keep the royal name.

Emma steps forward one more step as she says, “That, Elio, is where you are wrong. My kingdom is stronger than it has ever been and would have ever been under the likes of you and your son… We wouldn’t even be standing in a kingdom if your son was where I am now…” Emma lets her Royal Alpha aura flow as she looks past Elder Elio and Colter to the warriors hissing at the young pups behind them and says, “I AM QUEEN EMMA AND THIS IS MY KINGDOM. YOU EITHER KNEEL AND PLEDGE YOUR LOYALTY OR DIE!”

Both looking at the camera with expressions of love and sorrow combined. Eve picked up the letter with trembling hands and began to read. To our daughter, If you're reading this, then you've survived. You've awakened. You've discovered what you truly are. We can only pray that you're safe, that you're loved, that the life we condemned you to as a human was kinder than the one you would have faced at our side. Your name...your true name....is Evangeline Seraphim. You are the last heir to the Seraphim throne, the only child of King Azrael and Queen Lilith Seraphim, rulers of the succubi kingdom.

Emperor Aelius POV - The duke has never lied to me. He claimed that it was his daughter Rubia that came up with the idea. I do not doubt Henry since, he has never lied to me. Since, we were friends even before the war had started. That only leaves me the choice of trusting the duke. Rubia… Has that child changed...? If she has... I feel there are many surprises to come in the near future. "I heard that she had a close to death experience... She is the future crown Princess of the Kennedy Empire. What do you say we increase the guards around her …?" asked the Emperor

She sighs, “Your mom was very excited during her Coronation Day. This day is every girl’s dream, dear.” “This is never the role for me, Anna. You do know the way I am and how different I am from the queen,” it pains me to talk about the late queen. My mother, Elizabeth, died several years ago giving birth to my brother, Kael. The king, Caius, has never had his heart be broken that way. As Kael and I grew up, we found father to speak of her lesser and lesser. He conceals the pain by spending his afternoons playing golf with royalty. I get up and she starts fixing the loose strands of hair on my face.

Aurelia leaves. “Princess,” he says softly, the nickname carrying decades of love and worry. “You look… you look like your mother did that day.” The words catch me in the throat. I barely nod, twisting my hands in the folds of the satin dress. He kneels slightly, adjusting the veil with careful movements. “Is this truly what you want, Isabella?” His voice is steady, but underneath, I hear the tremor of worry. “I know Aurelia has been kind. I know she’s guided you through our loss. But today… this day has to be yours. Not mine. Not hers. Yours.”

Victor Hale’s empire had fallen. And for Adriana Cole the powerful billionaire who had spent years fighting the world alone something far more valuable than victory had finally appeared in her life. Love. A new beginning. And a future she would never face alone again.