I Will Surrender The Position As Empress Novels & Stories

"...and leave quietly." "Yes, Emperor," The maids answered at the same time before hurrying out of the room to carry out their assigned tasks. "I could have emptied it myself," Naomi protested when Daegal returned and sat by her side. Daegal laid his arm across Naomi's shoulder and pulled her closer to him. "Yes, you could have. But there is no reason for you to do so. You are the Empress." Naomi chuckled and rolled her eyes. "Technically, Nerina is the empress and—"

" My mate, Tedmold is... resting. He’s left the 'management' of the palace to me." "He’s your puppet," I say, my voice trembling with rage. "You are manipulating him so you can play Empress. You are a loser." "I prefer the name, "schemer" Heather corrects, standing up. She descends the dais and walks to me. "You had the world in your hands, sister. You had the Emperor’s heart and a wishes. And what did you do? You played the martyr. You gave them out, you fool."

"Your... Your East Emperor, I was wrong. I was really wrong. Please don't kill me. I've given up. I don't dare to take the throne anymore. I quit the competition for the throne and give it all to my sister. Please!" At this time, Prince Allen, who was stepped on by Yang Xiao, suddenly wailed. What! Giving up? Everyone was stunned. Their eyes were full of hatred for Prince Allen's failure. They all felt cold in their hearts. Ula Luosi's strength was not good enough, but he was still fighting desperately. But in the end, you surrendered directly?

Ivan said. It was as if I had been slapped for what he had said. It's true that in a few months I will be the Empress. Dad is not here and he is in Japan because he is arranging my papers and requirements for being an Empress. The truth hit me because of that. I was so driven by anger because of what was happening. I wanted to kill Rovic and Hiro with my own hands but even a plan I didn’t have.

Jodie Stafford, the wealthiest heiress in Jensford, suffers a horrific car crash that leaves her paralyzed from the waist down, jeopardizing her claim to Stafford Corp. When the news reaches home, my adopted brother, Liam Gordon, drops to his knees in the living room and begs me to take his place in the arranged marriage. Holding my glass of water, I sneer as I take a step back. "Back then, you looked down on me—the real heir you brought back from the countryside—saying I was too uncultured to be presentable, so you forced the marriage alliance with the Stafford family on Liam instead. "Now that Ms. Stafford is paralyzed and a liability, you want me to take his place? Not a chance in hel

I've been silent because some difficulties need to be resolved before Prince and his Sister Princess may be sworn in as Emperor and Vice Emperor. Princess made a gesture with her hand. Let us hear you, Princess. "Elders, I believe His Majesty should not remain mute. I am both a woman and a teenager. If I could learn anything from Grandma's earlier submission, it would be that I should prepare to have children to maintain our royal lineage, so that I can continue to have children and allow His Majesty to take over as Vice Emperor, as Dr has done."

I added. “Rhianna…please…please…I beg you. She's my daughter too.” “No, she's not. You can't be her father.” I said coldly. I turned towards the door, my feet rooted to a spot, “And one more thing. You will never be crowned Emperor, for I will watch you rot in jail.” I glanced over my shoulder. “I will ascend the throne as an Empress, and ensure that your name is being erased entirely.”I finished speaking, walking away without giving him a second glance. “Rhianna…”

I whispered in his ear, with a coldness that froze the magma in his veins. The titan, his eyes clouded by hemorrhage and shattered pride, emitted a trembling hiss of absolute submission. "I... surrender..." his mental voice resonated, broken and humiliated, in the air of the citadel. "I withdraw my hosts... the Firmament Crown belongs to your bloodline... Empress." I tightened my grip on the hilt of my weapon. "Get off this planet before I change my mind," I sentenced. "If a single one of your ships casts a shadow over this continent again, there will not be a single corner of the cosmos where your lineage can hide from my fire."

But along with it, his emotions and the fire that burned for Sisley was doused with cold water. But the alarming thing was, it was his rationale of his current feelings. Though he didn't want to acknowledge it, it appeared that he hooked with Sisley for her to fill the gap that Evangeline didn't. Oh . . . Shit. And what was more, the one thing that kept bugging him the most, but decided to ignore it since day one was –– he was a Prince! A true blooded royalty with very strict customs and traditions and responsibilities. It was fine if it was any other country or Kingdoms, but Everland? Statuses were important as life. Tip the other and the power balance would fall and crumble.

And if it reached the pack elders—if Silas heard that his son was favoring a human, that the future Alpha was being influenced—it would plant seeds of mistrust. Doubt was all she needed. Alaric would have to choose. And Bianca would make sure he chose the throne. And if she couldn’t, she was sure his parents would do it for her. They always did. She stared at her reflection in the dark window. The city lights flickered behind her. You don't get to have him, she thought. Not while I'm still here.