I Dont Want To Be Empress Novels & Stories

My heart twisted so painfully that I could barely breathe. All I could do was reach out and hold Mother's ice-cold fingers as tightly as my small hands could manage. A flash of embarrassment crossed Cedric's face, but it was quickly swallowed by anger. "So what? Would you have me give up the woman I truly love for the sake of some arranged marriage? Even the Emperor himself defied every advisor in his court to keep his heart devoted solely to the Empress. How is it wrong for me to do the same?

would look like on her lips. I clear-throat trying to control my impure thoughts, because my father is supposed to send me here to get away from my submissives, not knowing that here I found the perfect candidate to be number 12, but all that is erased from my mind when I hear her tell me to leave her office. I smile at her words, because instead of bothering me, I like her for the simple fact that she would be a delicious rebellious submissive. I turn around calmly after inhaling the smell of the place, to get into my work and not be wasting time looking at my manager's huge breasts, but before I leave I tell her how childish her office is (I like to disturb her).

“Iris…” “That is not how to address your superiors.” Jake swallowed hard. “Miss Amery.” Her eyes glowed beneath that hat when she lifted her chin. Then Jake stepped forward slightly. “Why am I being transferred back?” “I no longer require your services.” Iris was blank. Jake stared at her. “You can’t mean that. If it’s about what I said, I was just-” “I rarely say things I do not mean.” Iris cut him off. “You overestimate your importance, Name. You are not special. You are not wise. And you are certainly not the prized specimen I envisioned.”

Justin reasoned out, not wanting to be misunderstood. " A simple wedding with only close friends is enough. I don't need anything Fancy and definitely not a royal wedding." Miranda said. All her life, she loved staying low-key. Things wouldn't change just because she was the queen. A simple summer wedding has always been her dream,she wasn't going to give that away for anything in this world,not even some shitty royal rules.

Natalie poured the wine and said, "Though I've become the Empress, I've also been unhappy all those years. Everyone is watching me all the time." "Sometimes I wonder how nice it would be if I had not become the Empress. I could go wherever I wanted and do whatever I enjoyed. I could go to places I liked, and no one would interfere… "I always think of Father and two of my brothers. How nice it would be if they were here. Then, I could live freely…" For a moment, Natalie confided in Darryl and spoke her thoughts without reservations. Darryl secretly sighed; he sympathized with Natalie.

her mother questions in disappointment. "If I am going to be the most powerful empress, then I can marry the man I want. At least he isn't cruel like the others," Cara argues. "Besides, it's his soul that unlocks the powers of the crown. I can keep him happy and in love with me when he is alive. But I cannot control the will of his soul if he dies."

"So you're asking me to marry again and make Amanda a concubine?" "Isn't that a good suggestion!" Princess Hera interjected, clapping her hands with delight at this unconventional proposal. "What do you think, Amanda?" Amanda looked increasingly uncomfortable. 'Illarion has to marry again. Isn't that the only way out?' "I think it's a good suggestion, my Lord," Amanda answered, her head bowed and voice meek. "Besides, I am not deserving of being an empress. It is too excessive for a woman like me," Amanda continued, rejecting the Black Emperor's request to make her an empress.

“I don’t know what I’m supposed to say, Your Majesty.” “Tell me, what are you good at?” “Well… everything that is required of me, I am good at.” And it’s the truth. If I deem it important, I always do my best to accomplish it. I am perfect in that regard. The empress sighed in frustration, probably thinking I was d*mwitted or something. “I don’t understand the need to change, ma’am. Like you said, it’s not like I’m going to need it after college,” I defended myself.

Anxiously, I take a seat. "Business? I am not here for business, Erina. I am worried about you. Have you been crying for days just because I didn't kick Celci out?" His voice. It sounds so worrying. If I hadn't discovered his little mistress on the phone, I would probably fall for this. Unfortunately, he turns my heart into stone-cold. Pretending, I spat. "So, what if I am?" He raffles his hair, and he looked at me with such disbelief as he pronounced. "You are being childish, Erina. I want the old Erina back! The one who is understanding that doesn't make a fuss over a small thing."

"The princess intends to sow chaos within the empire through this competition, so I will gladly give her the chaos she so desires." "I never had a hankering for that fancy throne to begin with. No prodigious heir of mine, no Duke Ifrit-like protege I've groomed—that princess has gone and pushed me to the edge. I'll handpick my own emperor, someone who'll dance to my tune and heed my every whim!"