Remarriage Emperor Novels & Stories

In the end, their bodies were hacked into pieces and thrown to wild dogs. I did not want to go through any of that again; I would lose my mind if I had to relive it. ... The news of the Crown Prince eloping with an illegitimate daughter spread like wildfire throughout the capital. This time, Emperor Roland Ashford himself stepped in and put Dorian under house arrest, forbidding anyone from visiting him. Empress Victoria was terrified when she heard the news, realizing that even she might not be able to protect Dorian this time. Her body swayed unsteadily where she stood.

She kept her eyes on Derek. "You," he said. "I want you back. Not the land, not — I don't care about the land anymore. I want my wife back." "I'm someone else's wife." "A contract marriage." He said it with the edge she had known was coming. "Everyone knows it's not real. He doesn't love you, Claire. He married you for the river road and the bloodline and whatever political advantage it gave him against me." He stepped closer. "At least what I felt for you was real."

Hina frowned which Shana noticed and said, “Miss Hina, what made you frown like that? Did something happen? Do you have a fever?” Hina looked at Shana worriedly, glimpsed at Lixien and shook her head. Lixien narrowed her eyes, “Miss Hina, please be rest assured and tell me if there’s something wrong.” Hina bit her lips and lowered her head, “I-I don’t know if this is true.. but…” Hina stopped and lifted her head. Lixien squinted her eyes at her sudden change and smiled. “Please continue.” “Your Majesty, there were some rumors going around, I don’t know if others had heard about it. However, for some reason… it was said that the Emperor and Empress didn’t consummate their marriage.”

Amanda had just entered the meeting room when the expression of the religious leader, who had been enthusiastic about officiating and blessing the Black Emperor's fourth marriage, suddenly changed completely. The elderly man who was the chief religious leader, Hang Gari, choked. "H-Her? Lady White, the Emperor's prospective wife?" Duke Gree immediately looked at the Black Emperor with a confused expression. "Yes, Amanda has become my rightful wife. We held our marriage in Artias. And now, I want you to officiate our marriage and proclaim Amanda as the empress." "E-Empress?" Hang Gari stuttered, this time not only surprising the religious leader but also Duke Gree, Amanda, and Princess Hera,

No one could stop him there, but thinking about the arrogant elders in his household, he no longer cared whether there were problems at home or not. "Well, I’ll be grateful if that child teaches them a lesson." Emperor Mu smiled beautifully. Thinking about the unfortunate fate of the arrogant parents in his family made him enthusiastic. He decided not to return until there was a real problem there. But soon, he received another message from his wife saying that she planned to arrange a marriage between their daughter and the son of the alchemy pavilion. Emperor Mu's face immediately tensed up upon reading his wife's message.

he said. Harriet sighed. The two of them went to the dining room side by side. "How are you?" asked the Emperor. "I'm in good health," said Harriet. "Your brother?" The Emperor asked again. And Harriet furrowed her brows. "Thanks to you, he's fine now," she replied sarcastically. "And what about your new husband?" Harriet was silent. Of course, the Emperor would discuss this. "How did you get married without my permission, Harriet Goldlane?"

"I guess any such matter would be so. It starts a few years before my birth, when the former crown prince got married to the third princess of the Falumor Empire, Princess Layla Fatima Bishara. That crown prince, he wasn't the current King, but his older brother, Alexander Ymir Icefall." When Katherine wanted to interrupt, Nathaniel raised his hand. "I know. You want to ask why she would be remarried to another King later. It is tradition that the wife of a King should be untouched before marriage, but this isn't the case. Relax. I will come to this in due time." Katherine struggled with her curiosity, before settling back into the cushions. "All right. Tell me when you think it's right." A

My dear Lords and Ladies, Trust this author when she says, she is in as much despair as any of you young budding flowers might be as she scribbles this article with a heavy heart. The most eligible bachelor of the EMPIRE, our unbelievingly charming Emperor and only offspring of the grandeur of the century has finally been seduced into wedlock. Weddings are inevitable. And deep down, society was expecting it with eager ears. However, it not only breaks this author’s heart but makes her bleed to inform all of you, my dearest reader, that His Highness, Emperor Dhairya has tied the knot with Lady Ellizzian Parker this Wednesday in the Royal Temple in the Emperor’s Manor.

"Of course. I just want to ensure everyone's prepared. Your current wife, for instance—has she been part of these discussions?" "My current wife is aware of my plans." "But she's not involved in the process?" Emma interrupted smoothly. "Olivia's role is temporary. This baby will be Damien's true heir, from his real marriage. There's no need to complicate things by involving her." Dr. Chen's expression shifted slightly, professional mask slipping. "I see. Well, the legal contracts will need to specify custody arrangements and parental rights. Since you're legally married to someone else, there may be complications—"

Brandon was in love with another; Kate, and everyone knew it but she didn't care. Especially after she had rejected him in public several times. "I'll make him love me. I'll help him heal his broken heart" She would say to herself since she was told she would be his wife. The two companies started to face BRA problems and both fathers suggested Brandon and Amara get married to unite the power. Amara was so happy when she received the news not knowing what the future had in store for her. Her mother trained her and made sure she was a perfect heiress and wife. Amara was taught to never argue in public or talk back when her husband was speaking. She was taught that a perfect lady doesn't cry i