Nirella La Emperatriz Abandonada Novels & Stories

Marius The coffee is too hot. I drink it anyway. It burns, but I find it almost pleasant. It's the only thing that makes me feel alive this morning. Seated at the kitchen table, I look at them without really seeing them. My mother is there, sovereign, draped in her silk robe like an empress in exile. Her face is perfectly made up, already. You'd think she slept in makeup. She hates being seen as weak. Inès, for her part, reigns on her chair like a queen of another kind: legs crossed, transparent negligee, cruel smile on her lips, and that way she has of licking her fingers while eating a strawberry, as if everything around her were sexual.

“The only thing the law enforcement officers have managed to recover is her vehicle which was found abandoned at the end of a close street, her bodyguards were nowhere to be seen and her driver dead behind the wheels.” Axel finished reading as he dropped the phone in shock, his eyes widening staring in the distance. Maribel picked up the phone. “There is a 1 million dollar prize for whoever manages to find the heiress.” She read out as she scrolled further hoping to seek for more information. “Esmeralda Gonzalez is the last born child of—.” Axel quickly grabbed his phone stopping her from reading further as he stood up hurrying towards the front entrance. “Axel.” Maribel stood up too going a

Xhafer had gone rogue, or wherever it was he went, and Valeria was missing. Nickolas pushed the door open and walked in on Emilia, sleeping. He shut the door behind him and headed to the bed with an envelope and scissors in his hand. Carefully, he sat at the edge of the envelope, and with the scissors, he cut out some strands from the end of her hair and placed them in the envelope. “Baby! Emilia, get up... it's morning.” He slurred as he dropped the scissors on the vanity table. Emilia yawned as she stirred around the bed... seconds later, her eyes fluttered open as they scanned the room. “Good morning.” Her voice was cosy and barely above a whisper.

Someone to be respected. From the corner, Nyra hissed through gritted teeth, “You’ll pay for this. I promise you.” Alana didn’t respond, She didn’t need to. They had all heard her roar. And now… they would never forget it. But even as peace returned to the kitchen, her mind circled the insult again and again. “Used product…abandoned…” She hadn’t mated with Kayden since their ceremony and he hadn’t brought it up. Not once.

it continued, “is what your husband was really building.” --- Elena froze. --- “This isn’t the system,” she said. --- “No,” the voice confirmed. --- “It’s the override.” --- Her breath caught. --- The real one. --- Not the controlled version. Not the weaponized structure. --- The original. --- “Why hide it?” she asked. --- “Because if they found it,” the voice said, “They would destroy it.” --- Elena looked around. At the vast network. At the endless possibilities. --- “They’re already trying to control me,” she said.

The crescent moon scar began to hum with a low, vibrating starlight energy that caused the freezing mountain air to crystallize into tiny silver needles before falling to the marble stones. "We are not waiting for a siege, Vance," Natalia declared, her royal voice echoing through the silent streets with a terrifying, absolute clarity. "Break the gates. The Emperor has spent twenty years hiding behind his bloodline... let us go show him the cost of his pride."

Nerea or Nurea said, with a sweet smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. She really couldn't tell the bloody imps apart nor did she care to. They were alike in all ways except where one fancied berating people quite harshly, the other tended to do it quite politely, seeing herself as the ultimate example of lady like perfection. But weren't they right? They already lost their kingdom to Khasi and there was no one to help her take it back. Well no one but Hayden. But the blasted Lord Rickard stood in her path like a giant and she didn't see anyway she could get past him.

════════ ✥.❖.✥ ════════ ❝Chapter 52❞ Juliet Lucienne Moreau's story wasn't long. As a daughter born from a prestigious noble family, she was destined to be crowned as the Empress of the Empire. But when she realized that the Crown Prince whom she fell in love is in love with another woman, she chose to run away from their supposedly marriage and went off, riding on the villain's lap.

"Adelaide spent three days in that place," Irene continues when she realizes that Egil isn't responding. "Why do you allow her to receive such degrading treatment in this house? She's your wife, Egil, Mrs. Arrabal, the most important woman in the family." "She's none of those things you mentioned, Aunt," Egil's response leaves Irene stunned. "I forbid you to interfere in my affairs with her and the treatment she receives by my orders. That woman is nobody here and will never be. She's just the substitute Bahram Valencia sent me to remedy Nadia's dishonor. She has no surname here, she's nobody, and any servant is worth more than her," Egil's voice sounds so cold and bitter that it manages to

In an opening to a huge cave some walk away from Latma field, Empusa's spy and assistant, Nikkal, had just arrived from the capital, she had stayed at the capital so she could hear the latest gossip happening in the palace. she jumped down from her saddle "Your leadership" she bowed in greetings to Empusa.