Remarried Empress Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

12 August *** Today, I married the Emperor and received the title of Empress. I, on the other hand, am feeling suffocated. It's hardly the kind of freedom I was hoping for. I have to be flawless as Empress. I need to bear a son to be the Empire's next heir— Olivier carefully read each page, his gaze trembling in disbelief that the Empress had her own issues. "That two faced Empress..." 19 February *** My first son was born today. But it didn't make me feel fulfilled or joyful. Because the Emperor didn't even pay me a visit while I was pregnant.

“Zelda…it’s been a whirlwind. I was always a scared man, and when I met you I became even more afraid. I was afraid to want someone so dazzling and powerful, because I didn’t think you could ever want me back. Of course, that changed quickly as you were flirting with me seconds after I introduced myself. Falling in love with you was easy. You make me laugh more than anyone else, you make me feel brave and important. You’ve taught me to have fun. The Moon Goddess knew exactly what she was doing when she mated us. She knew you were my other half and the only woman for me. I love you and I swear to love you every second that I’m alive.” I was going to melt! Words had never made me feel so incre

I picked up my phone. Typed: Give me five minutes. Put it down. Stood up. Went to the mirror. Looked at myself. The same face that had looked back at me the morning of the gala when I had said do not do anything stupid tonight. I looked at her for a long moment. Then I picked up my key. And I went upstairs. End of Chapter Twelve.

I grew up fatherless, clawing my way through the Chicago underbelly with my mom. She always said he loved us. That he just had to go far, far away. Until she got terminally ill. I dropped out of design school and rushed back, ready to drain our life savings to treat her. But she put a pair of scissors to her own throat. She told me not to touch the cash. It was the only thing she had to leave me. I pretended to agree. But the second I turned around, I took our fifty grand and ran to Mr. Sal, the neighborhood's back-alley doctor. I begged him to save her. "Fifty grand? This buys her three months. Tops." He lit a cigarette. Through the smoke, his eyes bored into me. Like he was looking at a gh

If a man wanted to, he could stand up and fight back, he would have a chance, but most women wouldn't. So instead I find their weaknesses and exploit them. Smiling at the next name I go to the club. Walking in I watch as everyone stays quiet. I see Evan look towards the fire exit, moving I rush to block it, grabbing him I throw him back. "What do you know?" "Well, the princess won't be ruling the city for long, that is for sure." He laughs, moving I punch him. "Who took her?" "You kill me you will never know." He smiles smugly. "I was expecting your visit, after standing right there watching them talk and listening, I couldn't wait to watch her empire fall down."

“The cameras aren’t here, Maia!I snarled, wiping the spot where she had touched me as if it contaminated me. “The show is over. Don’t touch me, don’t breathe near me, and for God’s sake, don’t you dare believe a single word I said out there?” “But we just got married…” she stammered, her lower lip beginning to tremble. “We just signed a merger agreement,” I corrected, staring out the window as the city lights passed in a blur. “You are my passport to April Enterprises. Nothing more. Save your caresses for your diary or for someone who gives a damn. I am not that person.” The sound of Maia’s hitched breathing and the car’s silent engine filled the rest of the journey. Her humiliation was palp

"Mother... he didn't marry her." Her mother looked at the screen and then back at Zara. "Then the battle for the empire has truly begun, my daughter. If he is free, then Falcon Enterprises is the next move." Zara stood up, the tears from the roadside bench completely dry. She wasn't just a girl in a flat anymore. She was the Queen, and her King had just burned his world down to find his way back to hers.

' I shouldn't have disobeyed your advice and insisted on marrying this shameless liar. I shouldn't have almost emptied our family property, only for feeding his vain desires. I shouldn't have given up being your proud heiress, to become a slave to this greedy devil. I regret it. I regret marrying him. If I could have a choice again, I would never repeat the same path. I would never give this scum any chance to fool me. I would definitely take all my pride back! But do I still have a chance?

Mamma quickly looked toward me, her eyes brimming with a desperate plea. Cristiano sighed softly, his cold expression softening with a trace of warmth. "We'll get married as soon as Nina recovers, Patrizia. The position of Donna of the Gallo Famiglia has always been yours, after all." I remained silent for a moment before finally giving a slight nod, though I felt completely dead inside. I had died without ever getting the wedding Cristiano promised me in my past life. I wasn't going to wait around in this life, as this would be the last time I donated my blood to Nina. I would leave this place for good and begin a life of my own in three more days.

A year more had passed, and they were finally ready to proceed with her coronation. Having healed from all of their wounds, Karilaya finally agreed to marry the emperor, which puts them in their current situation. With the land no longer tormented by the changing weather, the people at peace, and the kingdom once again flourishing. It was now time to go to the western lands to have her crowned and legitimatized as the sole wife of the emperor. “Are you ready, my empress?” he states, reaching for her hand. “I am.” As their palms clasped, she felt that immense feeling that she’d always had. Thankful that she could somehow feel it again.