Euphemia Li Britannia Novels & Stories

Amanda's gaze appeared empty. Illarion wiped away the remnants of his kiss from her cherry-red lips. "Be completely mine, Amanda," he whispered. "You are destined for me, and vice versa." Amanda smiled, and her purple eyes began to shine again. 'Sometimes it's better not to know anything but still be happy by your side rather than knowing something and losing my feelings for you,' the girl with pinkish hair thought. Since then, Amanda, now a woman with a new identity as Vivian White Gree, became the empress of the ruler of the Black Continent, Emperor Illarion Black. As someone who had experienced the bitterness of ignorance, the new empress understood the importance of education.

HIs Majesty asked. "Those are not true." He said confidently. "There are many witnesses claiming that you did these actions. WItnesses including the principal of the institution,and royal guards. What do you have to say for yourself?" His Majesty asked angrily. "I was only protecting Lady Emily from that vicious woman." He said. "Where is this Lady Emily?" His Majesty asked. Emily suddenly showed herself out of nowhere. "I'm Emily von Blyth, Your Majesty. I am Lady Audrey's sister." She introduced herself.

The cheerful laughed coming out of those blood red lips made the girl stopped breathing for a while. "Hello. I am actually not the Blood Countess. I am Bathory Erzebeth for the first fifth of my natural life. But after that, I was more known as the Virgin Queen of B Empire, the last monarch from the House of Tudor. Nice to meet you, Princess of the East, my name is Elizabeth Tudor."

If a man wanted to, he could stand up and fight back, he would have a chance, but most women wouldn't. So instead I find their weaknesses and exploit them. Smiling at the next name I go to the club. Walking in I watch as everyone stays quiet. I see Evan look towards the fire exit, moving I rush to block it, grabbing him I throw him back. "What do you know?" "Well, the princess won't be ruling the city for long, that is for sure." He laughs, moving I punch him. "Who took her?" "You kill me you will never know." He smiles smugly. "I was expecting your visit, after standing right there watching them talk and listening, I couldn't wait to watch her empire fall down."

I told him. He cleared his throat, walking further into the room. "To save us all the stress, Eugene Brown is the heiress to the Lancaster Empire.”

she said softly, her voice carrying just enough to be heard over the music, "you've given me hope again. For so long I've watched Zeus build empires of power and dominance while forgetting what truly matters—connection, beauty, the love between beings. I've seen mortals suffer under systems designed to serve the strong rather than lift up the weak, and I've felt powerless to change it, bound by traditions and duties that sometimes feel like chains." Her gaze shifted to where Eirene stood playing with a group of children, teaching them how to make small wreaths from olive leaves and wildflowers. The morning light surrounded her like a halo, but it was the warmth in her smile, the patience in

Even before he could fathom his words, he ended up speaking it out loud, " what a beautiful portrait of this beauty! " Adger, ruler of Britannia ( Britain), could see that shining fascination in his son's eyes and to say the least, it was dangerous. He warned him, " this portrait doesn't even justify half her beauty but it's futile to even think of her. She's daughter of most powerful Rex, Augustus. " ' Not even half her beauty? ' That certainly caught his attention, apart from this, nothing else mattered to him. Without lifting his eyes from the beautiful portrait, he whispered,

I raised a fist in the air to silence the room. "Look closely at who you're aiming the knife at." The lady scratched her cheeks because of uneasiness as all eyes were laid on her. The tensed slowly crowd calmed down as they realized the person they are looking at. "...Who are you? I never knew a person like you existed." The lady was taken aback by Diego's remark. Her reaction was immediately replaced with a regretful smile as she replied, "Of course you wouldn't. I am the abandoned child of the emperor after all. Victoria Nightingale Teravania, daughter of Empress Catherine."

Raina's pov The night everything changed started like any other night in Millbrook, it was quiet, unremarkable, the kind of night you'd forget by morning if you weren't paying attention. But I was always paying attention. It was a habit born from growing up in a house where attention was survival, where a loose floorboard or a forgotten curfew could mean the difference between another day and a day you wouldn't see. My name is Raina, and I was seventeen when the world decided to end.

Renowned for her captivating beauty and regal demeanor, she was a radiant figure in the court, capturing the attention of all who beheld her. Callista's golden locks cascaded like a waterfall of sunlight, framing features that mirrored the elegance of her mother, the late Queen Seraphina. Her eyes, a mesmerizing shade of sapphire, held a depth that hinted at both wisdom and curiosity. Raised in the lap of luxury, she was well-versed in matters of state and courtly affairs, her education guided by the scholars and advisors who orbited the royal family.