Nirella La Emperatriz Abandonada Novels & Stories

Twenty years had passed since I last saw her, and if she's still alive, I intend to have her as my bride. Soon enough we were escorted to a room and left with some snacks and a female dancer for entertainment, I stared at her hard finding a sharp resemblance with the empress, this wasn't any dancer this was the princess Nyla, the second daughter of Emperor Peralez. From the looks of her face she was frightened, probably scared of messing up the dance. Theodore seemed to be enjoying it but I was rather annoyed why Emperor Peralez had his daughter entertain us.

The Emperor had been so overwhelmed with emotions on the day that Aranar was born that he told Inal to ask for anything she wanted, and she went ahead to ask for the role of the empress. The late Empress Ninli was on a sick bed and battling with a serious illness. Shortly after the request from Inal, Ninli died, and Inal assumed the Empress role. "Be gone then," Inal said furiously. Xisuthra bowed again and went on his way. Irkal watched as Xisuthra left the room. She quickly closed off the quarters of the princess and left the environment. She had always been uncomfortable with how free the princess had been. For most of the princess's life, she had always made it a point of duty to eat unt

Unfortunately, her decision turned out to be a costly one because the next second, the bedsheets were unceremoniously ripped off her and the personal MAID began pulling the struggling princess over until they both crashed on the floor, giggling like little kids. Natalia and Elva had been best friends since the latter was appointed her personal aide three years ago to assist the royal nanny when the princess turned 15. And since then, they had grown inseparable! Of course, they act 'Royal and maid' in the presence of others but behind closed doors?.... They play crazy! Pardon our manners, she is Natalia Alexis Santiana. Princess of Empire Astheria and soon to be Empress when her grandmother,

Patricia's voice, the queen of the Magnus empire cut through the tension, sharp and venomous as a viper’s strike. Patricia, the Baron's mother stepped forward, her crimson gown a stark contrast to her paling face, her lips curled into a sneer. “The disgraced, banished ex-son of the Magnus Empire.” The crowd’s shock dissipated, replaced by scorn. So what if he had survived? Nero was nothing now, stripped of his title and his place in the empire. He was a pathetic fool, daring to disrupt the wedding of Cassian, the heir apparent. “You pathetic rapist!” Patricia suddenly spat, her words dripping with contempt, each syllable a calculated blow to remind everyone why Nero was sent away to the purg

Tired of being afraid that asking for affection would only push him farther. He didn’t yell. He didn’t blame. He didn’t even reject her. He just… withheld. And now, as she folded her final dress, she felt it more than ever—that she was the only one reaching, while he stood still behind his fortress walls. Far across the kingdom, in the quiet palace carved into the southern cliffs of Valerian’s land, Nivera sat in her private chamber beneath the moonlight, the waves whispering below her windows. Her silvery hair fell loose over her shoulders as she traced idle patterns onto the velvet coverlet of her bed. She hadn’t shifted into her siren form in days. She hadn’t gone near the water since the

For me and for my people. When I opened my eyes, I looked at him with newly found determination and finally said it, loud and firm, "I, Ember Valdez, the princess of the South, reject you, Nicholus Dicaprio, the King of the North, as my mate."

The weight of their secret weighs heavily on her mind, and she wonders what the future holds for their newfound friends, the merfilk. Meanwhile, Nerissa swims through the grand entrance of the palace, where her parents anxiously await her return. Queen Chloris, her birth mother, embraces her tightly, while Queen Eria, her other mom, greets her with a warm smile. "Nerissa, you have us worried sick," Mother signs with concern. "What happened?" "We make a new friend," Nerissa signs back, a smile lighting up her face. "Her name is Naida, and she's a mermaid from Tasmanridge. She's really nice, and we spend the day exploring the caves."

sounding casual. I sat opposite the desk, “Are you ready?” I asked, my face straight and voice filled with confidence, my shoulders held high with pride. “Let's begin, Elena.” He said, gazing at me like he was searching for something, “You don't do without your pendant?” He asked, pointing to the necklace I had on, I looked down, touching it, “Yeah I love it, it's my favorite you know,” I replied immediately. “I know your greatest regret is leaving Emilia at an orphanage, but what exactly did the nuns do to you both?” I said, with a fixed stare. My eyes locked with his, “They hated us, they maltreated us, especially Emilia. I remember they always said Emilia lost her dad in a plane crash an

**Final Chapter** Just like Mistress Nicia had implied, she left and never came back, even when Agnella was about to give birth. She never returned, even when Agnella waited for her. Agnella eventually gave up after waiting for so long. She began telling stories to her now four-year-old son about her best friend, Nicia, who had gone on a journey to discover herself. Mistress Nicia was simply tired of being attached to someone else's mate. She was tired of watching the man she loved and adored love another.

They left Alex, all alone inside the Empires. Alexei rolled her eyes before she annoyingly leaned her head on the chair’s head rest. She looked around the big but empty place, it was beautiful and fully furnished. It has a bar area but all of their stock was all consumed. Then at the middle part, there has a big sofa and a center table. They named it “empires” because when they were inside of it, it is as if they are just minding their businesses and no one can stop them from doing anything. And it was like they were ruling their own life, not minding anyone.