Pirate Empress Novels & Stories

“Exiles own the water, ma’am. Whatever your brother or the Captain told you was a lie. They have no idea what they’ll be facing. Exiles have granted us passage from time to time, but this ship is carrying two Royals. I doubt they’ll look the other way now.” “My brother has sailed these seas for years.” “He’s a Prince. You’re a Princess. Do you know what a pirate would do to get his hands on you? They’d defy every law in the book to capture a gem like that.” I felt queasy. “My sister has sailed this very journey. I think we are fine; all due respect.” He smiled and I realized why they called him Fang. His canines looked like they’d been filed into actually fangs. “Your sister is not you, Prin

After washing the clothes, she carefully hung them to dry, then checked the time. 5:40 PM. He should be home soon. She walked downstairs and began preparing dinner: steak, Red wine, Candles, Soft lighting. Everything was arranged with meticulous care. At the center of the table sat a velvet box. Inside it was a rare black diamond, elegant and worth millions, beside it lay a document. The contract Alexander had been desperately trying to secure with Harbor International was the key to overseas expansion. Recently, he had been under immense pressure because of it. What he didn’t know was that Aurelia had already secured it, using methods and connections far beyond his imagination.

"The real CEO is right here next to me." She looked at me proudly. "The real CEO is Maya." The room was silent. Bryan's eyes went wide. "What?! " One of the other board members spoke up. "That's impossible…" Tasha smiled. "Oh, it's very possible. She's the daughter of the late Mr. Daniels. The founder. Maya inherited the company three years ago." People gasped. Everyone was staring at me. Even the man—the other CEO—was staring at me now, but not in shame. With something like… respect.

During the summer festival everyone came out to the palace to enjoy the hot summer breeze. “Oh, look isn’t the peaches this year good,” said a prince. “I agree,” said the Empress. Princess Kay said, “Empress what did that woman bring to you?” “Humph,” said the Empress. “That woman was trying to bribe me with some of her phoenix clan’s belongings. Thinking that I would take a liking to it.” “Well, what’s in it?”

Mom asked, her voice bubbling with curiosity. ‎Pastor Peter says a small prayer in tongues, before speaking, “I have good news. I can see that queen Porsha will be well known in the land," He said and a smile creeped to Porsha's face. My hands trembled with rage, my eyes blazing red, as I clenched my jawbone. ‎“I see that she will succeed you as the next empress of Ember nest. I see that queen Porsha will give birth to the first heir to the Ember nest Empire" He added and Porsha froze.

Aiden Wilder POV The Wilder / Jacobs family Christmas had always been loud. There were so many family members everywhere. Everyone was talking over one another, we’d host most of the events, my family was the centre of the attention most of the time. My mother had an eccentric aunt who mostly lived in Italy, who was an actress at one point but didn’t quite make, then she married a man who had it all. Aunt Zarah was spoilt as my mother would call her, she was cut off and soon married Lorenzo Silva they had a son Aleksander he was eighteen years old now. My aunt couldn’t have children so they had him via surrogacy. My aunt loves Aleksander more than she does her riches and finer things in life

She is a married woman, plus she’s like a worse version of her daughter, Julia. “ No.” I say in-between laughs. “ I’m going to get married to Emilia Peyton.” I say to him Emilia was a better option than Julia and from what I had seen on the media, she was even more beautiful. Scratch that, she was a goddess. She barely said anything on the social media but her beauty was enough to make people worship her. She wasn’t just beautiful, her body was to die for and even a workaholic like me, could never deny that fact.

"He confirmed there’s already a new president. Mr. Smith announced her as his heir before he died." I blinked in disbelief. "Her?" "Yes, sir. The new president is a woman." My brows furrowed. Mr. Smith never mentioned a female relative. The only one I knew was Mr. Alonso, and even they never got along. "Who is she? This new president?" I asked, curiosity sharp in my voice. Of course, I needed to know. The Smithfield Empire wasn’t something just anyone could run. Mr. Smith was too wise to hand it over carelessly. Whoever she was, she had to be strong, powerful, maybe even dangerous to sit on that throne.