Novel & Cerita The Abandoned Empress Chapter 1

"You talk about meaning and memory, but what have you created? What have you built that did not exist before?" "I have built an empire spanning dimensions—" "You have built a tomb. A beautiful, empty tomb filled with stolen treasures." The Void Empress's perfect composure cracked slightly. "You know nothing of what I have sacrificed. Of what I have endured." "Then tell us," I said, sensing an opening. "Tell us your story." "My story?" She laughed bitterly. "My story is older than your universe, little queen. I was there when the first stars ignited. I watched the birth of magic itself."

at that point since she left when Karen, the chief servant, called for her. It is truly mysterious, but I am unable to keep my lips raised. Emma is a trustworthy young maid, but I can sense something is up. I shake my head. The book opens itself just as I'm ready to do so. Pages circle endlessly, but the brown papers with the cursive writing remain visible until they come to an abrupt stop in the middle. I take a closer look at what the book page shows, I can't help but furrow my brows. "The life that perishes shall be made alive again,

After breathing in and out again, I fixed my gaze on the seduce book, and I opened up the pages to read the epilogue, "Long ago in the ancient dragon city, A slim lady lived in the brutal hand of her aunt, and trying to fight for her survival, She ran away and was caught by nightwalker whom captured her to gang rape her. Luckily her knight in shining armor rescued her, and she was taken away to the dragon palace and became one of the refugees. A few years later, she grew into a beautiful seductress, and her main objective role was to make the dragon's lord fall in love with her and do her bidding." My heart grew larger as I became eager to know how she would make a strange man who didn't kno

“What are you still doing here?” “Your highness, I don't Know what to do next” I held my gown with my two hands and curtsied. “Alissa take her to the hall, the guests are waiting” She ignored me. “Is the prince back?” “No, your highness” Alissa answered. The empress moved to the left and right , then left again. She went upstairs confused. I wondered what was going on. Was the prince missing? (I wish so) ** The Author POV.

Thousands of abandoned books rested upon the silent sand. Some were half-buried. Others lay open, their pages completely blank. The woman whispered, "These are all unfinished stories..." The First Reader nodded. "Every story abandoned by its Author eventually arrives here." Adrian stepped onto the cold sand. The moment his foot touched the shore... every abandoned book trembled. One by one... their pages began turning. Not by wind. By recognition. A faint whisper rose from every direction. "Author..." "Please..." "Finish us..." Thousands of voices.

She didn't want to be weak, but by chance now she has no other choice to lower her pride and she has no other hope but herself. She needs to stabilize and think of a way how she can get away in this Mansion. She was tired of torturing him. "Knees down!? " Valerie told her once pointing to the mud. She saw dirty mud and a full of smells. Alysia immediately fell to her knees when Valerie forced her into the mud. She laughed when she saw my face staring at the mud. All I can do is cry and feel grudging, you feel like you can't do anything.

Who gave them the right? I swung my legs off the bed, standing up in one sharp motion. My bare feet hit the cold marble floor as I stormed toward the large double doors at the front of the room. I wasn’t just going to sit here and wait around like some helpless victim. Whoever brought me here, whatever they wanted, they weren’t getting it from me. I had to get out. I yanked open the doors, and the sight that greeted me froze me mid-step. The hallway stretched wide and elegant, lined with golden lights and filled with paintings hung neatly along both sides. Each frame gleamed under the soft glow — landscapes, portraits, all beautiful, all expensive-looking.

She is puzzled as to whether they are simply overconfident. She felt uneasy. "Are you pondering why they are all acting so composed?" When someone spoke abruptly behind Cristine, she was startled. Her entire body became rigid and paralyzed. Her complexion grew paler. Someone was nearby, and she could feel their breath. It shouldn't be. Who is he? Her hair was stroked by someone. She experienced chills. She encountered a strong resistance to the guy's presence. She doesn't like him. "Empress, don't be afraid; I'm only here to see you," the guy murmured.

**This is a torture chamber chapter. Please skip if it is not to your liking.** Harin drifted in a hazy state, a deceptive tranquility lulling him into a false sense of security. He lay on the soft, verdant grass of a meticulously manicured garden, the warm rays of the sun caressing his bare torso. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves of nearby trees, creating a soothing symphony of nature. He smiled, a genuine, unburdened expression, and reached out a tentative finger to touch a vibrant butterfly that had landed on a nearby flower.

That groomless wedding was a disaster, turning me into a total laughingstock in Norelia. They didn't feel sorry for me, though. Mamma and Papa even scolded me for being dramatic. "It's only a postponed wedding. Nina's health is more important than a mere ceremony. You're being way too selfish, Patrizia!" I felt grateful to leave everything behind early in this life. I simply murmured my agreement, hung up, and took out the SIM card. I snapped it in half, tossed it into a nearby trash can, and walked toward the boarding gate as it slowly opened. I pulled my suitcase and firmly walked away.