The Empress Time Reversed Abducted Marriage Novels & Stories

“You’re my wife now.” His words hit me hard.Wife? The word still sounded strange in my ears. This marriage was never supposed to happen. Everything had happened too fast. One moment I was living my normal life, and the next moment I was trapped inside the mansion of a man everyone feared. I quickly climbed down from the bed and grabbed the cloth lying close to me. I covered my body tightly and pointed at him with shaking hands. “Don’t you dare come closer,” I warned. He laughed softly.The sound was low and dangerous, but the smile disappeared from his face almost immediately. “And if I do?” he asked.

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.

“I’ll see you later.” Emily nodded. “Don’t forget about me.” “I won’t.” Joshua kissed her again on the lips making Emily gasped. She closed her eyes and embraced his full lips on hers. After they were done kissing, Emily gently opened up her eyes and looked into his. Wondering during his convulsion did something happened to his brain. Changing him. Making him such a desirable men then the one whom she married before.

Odessa returned to her room, too excited to sleep. She was going to learn everything she could from Silas Blackwell. He had been in the industry much longer than she had, and most importantly, he had front row seats for Tristan Sinclair's downfall.

Long Chen couldn’t refuse either; if he did, there would be consequences, and none of the elders would approve of the empress’s marriage to him. “When did that joke come up?” the Empress asked, letting go of her murderous intent. It was clear that everything said was nonsense deliberately concocted to prevent her marriage. If they wanted to make an agreement, they should have discussed it first, but instead, they just did as they pleased. The empress’s first thought was of the fifth concubine; she was certain that the fifth concubine had forced the elders to create that ridiculous rule. “Can I back out now?” Long Chen asked the empress with a sad smile. How had he ended up in a situation lik

My wife, Isabel Wilson, had slept with more than a thousand men, yet she still refused to divorce me. Her family called me a useless freeloader who did nothing but live off his wife. The first time I asked Isabel for a divorce was five years ago. She didn't say a word. She simply had me locked inside the house for an entire month. A month later, she threw a positive pregnancy test in my face. Three years ago, I asked for a divorce a second time. Isabel went straight back to her family's home that very night. Right after that, I was reduced to seeing my child once a week. Today was the third time. This time, I could finally be free because I realized that my child didn't love me, and my

He was being dissected alive in front of the entire country. "My door, Aryan," a cold voice cut through the noise, amplified by the slightly rolled-down window. Aryan jerked his head down. He walked around the back of the car, forcing himself to keep his eyes fixed on the asphalt. He reached for the heavy silver handle of the back door and pulled it open. He stood rigidly to the side, his head bowed, looking exactly like the broken servant he had become. Kiara stepped out. The crowd went completely wild. The emerald dress caught the flashing lights, making her look like a goddess stepping out of the shadows. The business reporters instantly recognized her as the mysterious new CEO of Empire

I answered yes and arranged the date for tomorrow. The call had barely ended when Luca pushed the door open and rushed inside. “Elena, the wedding is canceled,” he said harshly. “Tomorrow, I will marry the woman I really love.” I blinked. According to the earlier timeline, tomorrow should have been our wedding day, the day he officially received his brother’s land and placed Sophia under his "protection." Wait. Had he traveled back, too? "Deal." I did not waste effort arguing. I grabbed the prenuptial agreement, the one tied to the family alliance, and tore it apart directly before his eyes.

A plot twist she hadn't expected, but one she was ready for. "So, Julian wants to go to war?" she whispered. "Tell the legal team to prepare the 'Apocalypse File.' If he wants to see how deep the Everett shadow goes, I’ll show him." She walked back to her desk and picked up her phone. There was a new message from an unknown number. It was a photo of her entering her private apartment building. Attached was a single line of text: The Empress has a beautiful home. It would be a shame if something happened to the 'secret' she left there.

She increased it again, and he continued matching it without difficulty. Selene, now half jogging with physician texts in hand, looked spiritually detached from her body. By the time Halrem swept through the archway toward the palace terrace, three gardeners, two maids, and one elderly groundskeeper had witnessed the extraordinary sight of the Silver Empire’s empress attempting to outwalk the northern emperor while the northern emperor pursued her with the calm determination of a man on campaign. Halrem stopped at the terrace stairs and rounded on him. “This has become a hunt.”