I Raised The Yandere Villain Empress Novels & Stories

He boomed, pointing a finger at Daegal. Daegal pushed Naomi back when she tried to peek around him. "You forget yourself, Azriel!" He lowered his tone. "This is a very unfortunate situation and I am as aggrieved as you are but do not let your rage make you forget whom you refer. She is your empress and you will accord her respect when you talk about or to her." Azriel scoffed and stood hands akimbo. "Respect? For her? With all due respect, Emperor, you and I both know that she is not my empress. Come out and face me, Naomi Walker!"

"He trained you to be a warrior, didn't he?" With tears in her eyes, she nods. "But I'm not half of what he wanted me to be." The two plunge into an uncomfortable silence once again, both lost in their own thoughts... And losses. "Well..." He speaks again. "Ynora Deanna was a High Empress who dominated almost every kingdom in the world. She created demon colonies and also territories in several countries, establishing her dominance once and for all and ruling all her subjects with an iron fist." "Demonic colonies?"

Jade “Mother, I would like to ask permission to end Selina and I’s engagement.” “Absolutely not.” Empress Camilla finally said a few seconds later, fanning herself. She was clearly freaking out. “I couldn’t believe you even considered this. Henry, what are you thinking?” Henry squeezed my hand tight, drawing strength from me. “I love Jade and—”

It was a great shame in the eyes of any warrior. Would the Immortal Emperor be angry? It seemed he was angry. The Immortal Emperor's face was so gloomy, which showed different emotions. His eyes were shining with coldness, very different from his eyes before. It turned out that even an Immortal Emperor would get angry after being kicked in the head. "Fuck. It turns out that this old bastard was pretending. I thought he was shameless," Flaming Qilin said carelessly.

She can't think of anyone who has the same appearance as the man, or she's simply too disoriented right now. He smiled sarcastically and said, "I'm your answer, Empress." Cristine's uncertainty persisted. She has no trust in this man. She is more likely to trust her instincts than a total stranger. He replied, with sympathy for Cristine, "You still haven't changed, my empress, you are still you, weak." Cristine was at a loss for words. She's not sure if she should just kill him now or torture him first. Cristine chuckled. "You're so arrogant?" she joked.

“Don’t underestimate me!” As the empress charged towards her, Emery stanced and waited for her to draw closer. She counted each step that Empress Serena took before raising her foot. In one swift kick right on the jaw, she knocked her off of her feet in no time. The empress tried to get up as fast as she could, however, everything around her seemed to be turning upside-down. Emery, on the other hand, got on top of her and held her on the collar. “Did you wish for an instant death?” she whispered, but did not wait for her to answer. “If yes, then I must break that bubble of yours because I will make sure that you suffer in so much pain that you want to kill yourself just to end it.”

Stefan does not flinch upon being hit. If it was anyone else, he would have killed that person on the spot. But the woman is not an ordinary peasant he can bully. She is Venus Viskander, the Empress of Ezealyra and the chief consort to the Emperor, His Majesty Eduard Vissarion. Her dark eyes are reprimanding him for his failure to stop the Crown Prince.

Zeke winced. “First it was the minotaurs.” Posy stated. “Then Nerius.” Hunter pointed out. “Those two mermaids.” Indrick finished. “I’m sorry Empress, but you are a damsel in distress.” “Oh no.” Oz whispered. “A damsel?” I yelled. “I...I am not a damsel in distress! I am an Empress! A powerful woman!” “You are, Empress.” Hunter agreed. “However...you do seem to be taken a lot. I mean I was knocked out and you were snatched.”

At least he couldn't carry the hatred for her for years. But then again, who could be the person doing this? Tharros wondered. Before Nyxoria could ask what was wrong, a guard, a werewolf, walked into the garden and knelt down before them. “My Emperor, High King Vyr has sent the Empress’s personal maid to help her around and cook for her. She’s waiting in the throne room. She said her name is Mary.” Tharros leaned back in his chair, his face unreadable. “You can go. I’ll ask my bride if she knows her.”

This time, Alex could not help but bend down to take a look. That sight stunned him right away. It was hairless with pervasive Yin energy. “Empress, so you are quite good-looking.” Empress Ghast raised her head and almost bumped into his nose. Immediately, she stomped her foot in rage. “I will chop off your physical body if you look again!” “You will feel the pain too!” “I will endure it, and it will be over.” “Fine. Let’s go back to the nether realm to pick up our people first. After that, we can leave for the Ancient Path!”