I Raised The Yandere Villain Empress Novels & Stories

The color of her hair resembles the Empress but hers was longer and straighter. "I didn't know that you were playing with such a nasty toy, mother." The Empress ordered another cup of tea before she answered "I got bored and seeing this wench on her knees never fail to give me excitement." The empress faced me with a wicked smirk as she lifted my chin "Just like you said, you would do anything to make me happy, right?" Bullsh*t! Is Victoria this desperate to be loved?! Has she lost her mind?! I gritted my teeth and kept my head low. I can't fight back. Not now, not here.

The day I learn I'm about to return to my birth family, Mom and Dad pack a ton of things for me. I don't take any of it. The domineering CEO of an older brother, who has come to send the fake heiress home and bring me back, asks, "You're not bringing anything at all?" Confused, I say, "I'll be coming back anyway. It's too much of a hassle." He then looks at the pile of suitcases the fake heiress is unloading from the car. She says, "I'm not going back anyway, so I might as well take everything with me now."

Veluven is said to be a "blessed empire". According to its history, the very first emperor named Ydar is a god so Imperial family members will inherit healing and shapeshifting abilities. The empire's current emperor is a man named Tyrolin. He has 3 sons and a daughter: Zion, the Crown Prince , next is Henry, third is Pelird, Lastly, we have Princess Yana, the youngest of them all. Emperor Tyrolin had 2 lovers. The current empress who is the mother of Zion and Pelird. There's also Consort Ruby who died when Henry was 7.

Unfortunately, she did not realize that she had caught Darryl's arm by accident. "Your Majesty, the North Moana is coming for us. Today, we had managed to defend against their invasion, but I know that Yang Jian will definitely not give up—he will be back. I am so scared—" The Empress held Darryl's arm as she mumbled to herself. The Empress who was talking to the Emperor in her illusion was no longer her usual intimidating self. Instead, she looked gentle and weak, just like any other woman, which was a pitiful scene.

Vitali asks in surprise. “Tact. Try it sometime,” Eric admonishes while I try not to laugh. “No wars, no threats, nothing of the sort, I promise,” I say with a reassuring smile. “Then what brings you by? Not that we aren’t happy to see you, it’s very nice to see you, Yildiz,” says Empress Mei, her aura shining just a fraction brighter than everyone else’s. It’s truly stunning to look at with its swirls of bright gold and onyx. She still has a timidness to her voice, but she’s come a long way. Setia will be happy to know Mei is doing much better.

The Empress's expression was one of icy calculation, weighing whether to extend a sliver of mercy or to maintain her fierce judgment. And so, Ilyana and Teressa stood across from each other. Ilyana sat on her throne, arms crossed and a stern expression on her face while Teressa, standing before her, was visibly nervous but held her ground, determined to explain her side of the story. The Empress's icy gaze remained fixed on Teressa, waiting for her to speak, while Teressa took a deep breath, ready to recount the events that had led them to this moment.

They offered each other slight bows, both sides wondering if they did it right since they don’t recall the last vampire and lycan or werewolf offering each other this kind of gesture. “Your Imperial Majesty,” Xandar greeted, and for once was grateful that he liked history enough to know this basic formality. This emerald-eyed vampire was definitely the empress, Pellethia Gangnes. Her aura speaks for her position, and the pixie-haired brunette by her side looked particularly protective of her.

However, my mother was a prideful heiress, and she immediately realized that some manipulative wolf in sheep’s clothing had set her up. Without even bothering to defend herself, she grabbed the crying girl and slapped her twice on the right side of her face. “I never did. I’ll do it now.” The manipulative witch’s entire face became so swollen that she looked like a pig. She even cried like one. The crowd was livid, but they could do nothing about it. Someone leaked information about this, and her image as a bully became even more set in stone. Those who liked her loved it, and those who hated her despised her even more.

My ears caught the sharp thwack of a hand hitting flesh, followed by Lily’s muffled gasp. [You’ve embarrassed me for the last time today,] Matthew’s thoughts snarled, vibrating through the air like a discordant chord. [You’re pale, you’re shaking, and you look like a commoner next to her. If you want to be a Queen, start acting like you have the strength to carry the title.] I felt a shiver of dark satisfaction. In my previous life, those words had been spat at me while Matthew drained my life force to fuel his conquests. Now, Lily was the one discovering that a Golden King’s crown was forged from the blood of his mate.

Narendra recognized them and wanted to shout at Nimue but he had no strength to do so. “Look who we have here. Does he look like an Emperor to you, Nimie?” Nimue laughed wildly. Nimie silently stared at Narendra. “NIMUE!! You traitor!! Why did you do this? Why?” Narendra spoke with all the energy he had. “I told you to make me the empress, didn’t I? At least you should have made my daughter a princess. You’re just paying for your faults, Narendra. You deserve this.” “How dare you say my name?! You filthy demon!”