The Emperor's Daughter Novels & Stories

Since the Emperor’s parents were the most compatible back then, people rumour he was born out of our goddess fulfilling his parents' wish to have a very powerful son. Heather, my proud stepsister and I are some of the eligible candidates too. When our father learned of the Emperor’s participation, he immediately summoned our state’s most revered oracle to divine whether there is even the slightest chance that his favored daughter, Heather, would be matched with the Emperor himself. I mean who in their right mind would ever expect to win the Emperor?

Mom's face went pale. She gripped the mic, her voice shaking. "Wh-What... what is this? Is this donor cadaver really my daughter, Charlotte?" She stared at Elayne, frozen in disbelief. Elayne took a shaky breath. "Yes. The cadaver in front of you... it's Charlotte." The mic slipped from Mom's hand, slamming to the floor with a sharp, earsplitting crack. People in the audience flinched, hands flying to their ears.

The image of Donga rose in my mind like smoke. Tall, cruel, eyes like knives. The man who ripped the innocence from my childhood, who used me like a tool to cement his empire of fear. He never saw me as his daughter. Only property. Only leverage. And now he was the target. The only problem I had noticed with Lorenzo was that he was too straightforward and too headstrong while the man that should be my father was a sly snake. I squeezed my eyes shut tighter, as if I could block out the storm in my mind. What if Donga played on that? What if he twisted it, the way he twists everything?

The Emperor hesitated. What happened... during these four years? --- He swallowed his anger. "There is another important matter." He gestured toward the young woman beside him. "Come forward." The girl obediently stepped ahead. The hall erupted into whispers. Only Kiara remained expressionless. She had expected this moment. "I wish to introduce my second daughter." "Amelia Hyperion." The whispers grew louder. The Emperor continued. "Eighteen years ago... I mistook another woman for my late wife." "From that mistake..."

When war was in its peak , The Emperor ended up getting injured and was hurriedly taken to a small baron's house where the baron's daughter took care of him . The Emperor to everyone's surprise fell in love with that baron's daughter and brought her here in the palace after marrying her making that girl the current Empress . Chelsea might not have been born then but a scandal like this was hard to hide and was certainly used by many royal ladies for general gossip . Hence, When Chelsea entered the Rose palace she wasn't surprised to find it being delicately and perfectly build just like the love that the Emperor had for the Empress .

Walking beside Luca Bennett. Victor was going to enjoy this. Because every empire had a weakness. And Adriana Cole had just found hers.

“Why not? Getting that huge money is much better than having to deal with the likes of you.” I thought he was going to rebut what I just said but he simply shook his head with a scoff escaping from his mouth. Seeing that he was this calm despite the rather harsh words he received from his father, he was probably used to it. “You heard him. He does not want an ignorant woman as a daughter-in-law so you better do your best in learning starting tomorrow,” he said out of the blue. I let out a scoff as I stared daggers at him. “What is the use of pretending to be your wife when he already knew what you are up to? Are you actually stupid or just plain brainless?”

And now, I had no choice but to face the fate that had been forced upon me. "You will depart as soon as we receive the reply letter," he continued. "The Angenthans will be expecting you in their empire. Do not bring shame upon us, Sage. Once you set foot on their land, you are no longer just my daughter—you are a representative of our bloodline." I pressed my lips together, my throat tightening. His daughter? He had never once treated me like one. But still, I lowered my head in submission. "Yes, Your Majesty." The emperor exhaled, as if satisfied with my obedience. "You are dismissed."

At that moment, the disciples focused on Princess Dorothy, awaiting her reply. Princess Dorothy continued to hover in the air, and her face filled with arrogance. "I am the Nine Heaven Emperor's daughter, Princess Dorothy." What? Everyone, including Skylar and the disciples of the Five Poison Sect, was stunned. That beautiful woman came from such a prestigious family background—she was the Nine Heaven Emperor's daughter! The atmosphere became pin-drop silent.

"That’s all. You now have a new Empress." A heavy silence hung over the room until Queen Elevan of the Mermaid Kingdom finally spoke up. "Congratulations, my Emperor," she said, her voice calm and measured. "But you seem to be mistaken about one tiny detail." Tharros’s eyes narrowed. "And what detail is that?" he growled. "Nyxoria isn’t his daughter," Elevan replied, her voice cool. "She is his niece and he is her Uncle." Tharros’s brow furrowed in confusion. "What?"