The Empress Time Reversed Abducted Marriage Novels & Stories

I watched Vincent Walker, my cousin, holding Rova Thornwick, the strangely dressed Ambryndeli woman, in his arms and stubbornly declare that he would only marry her in this lifetime. I realized then that I had been reborn. In my past life, George Walker, my uncle, insisted on bringing our family to the cannibal tribe in Ambryndel, saying that my knowledge of Anglori would make communication easier. Their family's reckless actions, however, resulted in Mom, Dad, and me being executed over a fire.

"Don't ever tell me that you're married again, besides you were single when I met you in your office… isn't it?" "But now I'm reunited with him." She replied. "You shut your sticky mouth. Reunited with him huh? After I saved you from Candida's captivity?" He got on his feet. "You should have let her know that you aren't interested any longer." Liana shook her head. "I can't just do that to my husband. Tell me Douglas, any amount you want I'll give you you… but please let me go." He laughed out in a mocking way. "You must be insane. I don't need any money… Emeliana, you are the one that I want."

After hearing this, Jeffrey's friends said happily, "Jeffrey, you're going to become the CEO!" Jeffrey, with a smug expression, warned me, "Don't assume marrying me will bring you success. Your arrogance annoys me. I've learned from my past mistakes. I'll marry you, but not into your family. Also, ensure a good position for Rosalie before our marriage." Before I could clarify that my wedding plans had nothing to do with him, I was surprised to discover that he, too, was reborn. In my previous life, it was a Zachary family servant's reminder that revealed their affair. With a fresh start, he seemed no different.

Three years ago, I was just a girl in love with Druson—a man who was an illegitimate child of Dante's uncle, with no future, and no claim. When Dante—polished, powerful, and destined—proposed to me, I chose the throne over the love. Druson didn’t take it well. He was angry, unwilling, and couldn’t bear to be abandoned like that. So, on the eve of my marriage to the Laurent family, he kidnapped me. I thought the wedding ceremony would come to an end and Dante would come to save me, but it didn't happen... The ceremony continued and my parents didn't come looking for me. Instead, Seraphina took my place and became the wife of the Laurent family's only heir.

She was way too happy for the upcoming wedding between Evan and me. “I said he acted like a villain in a romance novel,” I corrected with a playful smirk. “There's a difference.” Maria held up a sleek off-shoulder gown against my body and narrowed her eyes, assessing. “Hmm. And now you’re about to marry the villain. Plot twist.” I raised a brow. “Are you calling my life a N*****x series now?” “Oh honey, we’re in season three at least,” she teased, placing the gown aside and grabbing a new one. “The divorced heiress, the mysterious adoption, the family secret, and now...the bridal arc. We’re just missing a secret baby or a twin sister.”

And suddenly, as if the moon emerged from turbulent clouds, they had returned. But Drake was already in a relationship with Cassandra. "How did it happen so fast?" Marcus inquired with a tense tone. "It wasn't fast..." Marcel exhaled deeply. "One evening, Drake visited the Purple Velvet Palace." He witnessed his cousin Gerald and Elena being trapped and harassed. He entered and attempted to help them. But an ashtray hit him on the head. Following that blow, his recollection returned to normal. He even tried to cancel his engagement with Cassandra, at that instant.

She couldn't stop staring at the stranger, thoughts of why he would want to get married to her overwhelmed her. She felt stuck in the middle of her own decision. Marrying him seems just fine and same time wrong, but if it's just for a week, what then could go wrong she thought. Emersed by his charming eyes and perfectly shape facial bone structure, seriously to her, there couldn't be anyone so perfect. Suddenly she felt his grip on her tighten and his eyes widely opened, he looked liked he'd seen a ghost which made her heart pound very fast.

They can't do that, I'm sorry. But because that took place, I was able to let go of the young man I thought might make a good husband. My friends instantly departed when I told them that my parents wanted me to get married, but when morning arrived, legislation had already been passed stating that the new emperor is seeking an empress with credentials. Not at all, as the emperor also stated that the empress was permitted to have more than one husband. But since he is the emperor, he is only allowed one other woman.

He slammed his fist on the table, making me jump. I feigned puzzlement, mirroring his expression. "I know, I was just as shocked when I discovered the truth. But think about it, Marquis. The empress's only claim to the throne is her ability to produce an heir without succumbing to the curse like so many before her. If word gets out that the curse is broken, she'll be stripped of her title and cast aside like a used rag." Marionette's eyes widened, her voice trembling with excitement. "That's right! The empire would never stand for it. Hazem Empire would be seen as cruel and unjust, allowing so many innocent brides to die in vain."

“You know more than anyone else that the moment she finished her time fighting the barbarians in the west, she had already become my legal wife. You approved of that condition of hers yourself.” “You call her a legal wife?” Their conversation came to a stop when the empress came in. She just knew that she was involved in their discussion so she decided to join in just to make sure she keeps her throne. “I am your only legal wife, Your Imperial Highness. Emery may be recognized as second to me, but she is just a mere mistress legalized to be acknowledged by your people. This is outright adultery.” “Says the person who had been sleeping with the head of the Shadow Assassins.”