Malicious Empress Novels & Stories

it answered so many questions, the beauty that just left was an Empress emperor Kaliel 's queen High empress Kasan Fascar. the rulers of the seven Empires of Audreit. Thier stories were used to scare children in Marsa, they inflicted fear on whichever city they conquered. it is rumored that when the emperor doesn't go to war ,the Empress Kasan does on his behalf. even in war her face would always be covered by a thin white veil , making her enemies unable to know who was delivering them to Thier death . a deathly woman with the ability to manipulate and turn cities against each other. her face was never revealed before so she didn't know how the cold Emperor's Empress looked like , whenever

One of the officials stood up from his seat, cleared his throat, and explained, “Years ago, the Empress had a father, her father was the former Prime Minister of Lhuxia Empire. He was known strong and truly admirable. However, he deceived Official Zhulm to revolting but fortunately Official Zhulm got away and reported to the former Emperor right away. He reported it on time but such a waste that Official Vanhi, the former Prime Minister, had another plan and tried to overthrow the former Emperor. His Majesty, the current emperor, was a Crown Prince in the past and was battling with another neighboring empire which was a great time for Official Vanhi to create a fuss and he did. Many of our p

Only the faint ache still lingering beneath her ribs betrayed how difficult that composure had been to reclaim. “The northern emperor,” she said coolly, “has apparently allowed himself to be injured through military incompetence.” Relief flickered subtly through the chamber as the ministers watched their empress regain her usual composure. They mistook the cool expression for indifference, assumed the dispatch contained nothing of real consequence, and gradually returned their attention to tariffs, ledgers, and trade routes. The misunderstanding suited Halrem perfectly. No one needed to know that for several dangerous moments, a single line of text had unsettled her more thoroughly than any

He caved to her wishes, “What’s in it for you? I’m sure that you wouldn’t solely be my ally for no benefit.” The Empress’ smile revealed her malicious intent, “I need you to get rid of the General’s daughter. If you can’t get rid of her, at least make it so that she cannot teach Princess Ara. Although the Emperor does not favor you, you can still find a way to convince your father to let this marriage continue.” Minho questioned her, “Why are you so adamant on getting her married? What are you planning?”

She could simply say that she had no idea how the incense sticks were poisoned and she could even turn the tables on us. "The Empress has a motive. Maybe she wants to kill the Emperor so her son, the First Prince, will be Emperor. If that happens, then she could control him easily. I'm assuming that right now, the Empress doesn't have much of an influence. She's a foreign princess after all." I explained. Prince Shiro thought about it and later on he agreed with me.

The Empress slightly nodded. “I see what's going on.” The Empress suddenly said. The six birds at the same looked at the Empress. The Empress was a beautiful woman. Her silver hair was glittering with every move she made, her green cat eyes along with her long eyelashes was fluttering. No one would guess that she had children. Her face looks smooth and flawless with pinkish lips. The Empress, Claudia Victorious Amalthea, was the strongest woman in the North Kingdom. No one could guess her strength, but she can defeat the Dean which is the second strongest man in just a snap! She was also a Grade 3 Advanced Armament Master and a Grade 3 Novice Array Master. The Empress was famous for her good

**** Within the palace, the air was thick with sandalwood incense. Lady Liudmila smiled softly as she considered the Emperor, who had summoned her despite his busy schedule. She couldn't help but recall the Empress's sharp words and biting sarcasm from the previous day. Lady Liudmila's expression became even more gentle. She knew that the Emperor appreciated her understanding nature, which was in stark contrast to the Empress's overbearing demeanor. Without fawning or attempting to seduce, she simply served quietly, creating an atmosphere of warmth and tranquility.

The palace was now crumbled to pieces as thousands of insensible, brain-washed dogs climbed up to the treasures I and my husband, the Emperor, had preserved for years. They were looting every one of my precious possessions, only at the command of a single person—Alpha Ibhaan. I watched her approaching us, near the river where we were standing. None of us was affected by the bad weather. The prickly drops did not bother me. I had my back towards her, yet I know Lily could predict the expression and conflicts her Queen might be having at the moment. I, Elizillian: the Empress serpent, was waiting for her with my heart in my mouth. Above all the mockery, the dread of the inevitable was hovering

Boxes labeled RAVENWOOD, RICCI, DJOKOVIC, and KORSHUNOV are stacked high. And right in the middle- a folder stamped L. RICCI in thick black ink. Everything I’ve learned about him so far is inside. Lucien Ricci- firstborn son of two, heir to the Ricci empire. His younger sister, Aurora Ricci-beautiful, kind, smart, the kind of girl polished enough to be mistaken for perfect. Except she doesn’t belong to the inner circle of heirs and heiresses. No Elite connections. No close friends among the mafia kids either.

I knew that it was partly my fault for not telling him the reason but I also had a reason why I cannot tell him that I was an immortal. Leaving the elevator, we both entered a shop full of dresses of different designs. What I could not really process was the design where the neckline of the dress was too low that if I were to wear it, my boobs would surely be seen with just one wrong move. The other dresses also had almost no covering on the back while the others had some long slit that someone could see the wearer’s lap. Were human beings this too provocative?