The Last Empress Novel Novels & Stories

I couldn’t help but give a small smile of satisfaction at my successful concentration. I lifted the tray onto the table along with the porcelain teapot and placed them both there. When I finished arranging the food on the table, I proceeded to call them. As I neared the entrance, I caught a glimpse of Nick and heard her whisper Jeremy’s name. The dialogue between Valentin and Nick had a burning quality to it, as if it were being fueled by something. Valentin snarled, “Those nasty creatures certainly are a waste of time.”

Chapter Twenty "I beg your pardon," Emilia's eyes narrowed at the girl before her who gave her a good run in height, despite her slim frame. It appears it runs in the genes as Milan seems to look like a hunk himself. Too surreal, bigger than an average wolf. Well, so are the men here, who seem to come with their nature as Lycans. The girl's eyes glinted with delight as she jogged forward to meet her, stretching out her hand to Emilia. "Hullo, I am Emma, princess to this Kingdom and a princess apparently," She rolled her eyes mischievously

By the time she rose, the clinking of the bullets dropped from all over her body down to the floor filled the silence of the hall. The prince and princess were stunned upon seeing her face. Although they have suspected the woman they met in the forest to be Lady Amara, they were still amazed that they are now facing her. "I was right, she is Lady Amara, the last immortal," the prince told Melissa through the mind link. "Of course you are, you never got wrong in your guess." Melissa scoffed. She's happy to see the person they're looking for, for many years. At last, they are now close to their mission.

"He trained you to be a warrior, didn't he?" With tears in her eyes, she nods. "But I'm not half of what he wanted me to be." The two plunge into an uncomfortable silence once again, both lost in their own thoughts... And losses. "Well..." He speaks again. "Ynora Deanna was a High Empress who dominated almost every kingdom in the world. She created demon colonies and also territories in several countries, establishing her dominance once and for all and ruling all her subjects with an iron fist." "Demonic colonies?"

Victor Hale’s empire had fallen. And for Adriana Cole the powerful billionaire who had spent years fighting the world alone something far more valuable than victory had finally appeared in her life. Love. A new beginning. And a future she would never face alone again.

She had already started planning how to find the elusive [Master Thief]. I shook my head while looking at her. The fourth curse of [The Last Emperor] was delusion until the end of their lives.

"Legally, you don't exist. You're a ghost. And ghosts can't file for divorce." "No... no, that's impossible. I'm standing right here! The embassy—" "The embassy thinks you died of a violent fever in that prison, thanks to a very expensive medical report we procured," Natalie chimed in, leaning against the Mirror with her arms crossed. "You really underestimate how far a little bit of Qunnix money can go in developing nations, cousin." The room felt like it was spinning. "The prison... the drugs in my bag... it was you." The horrifying puzzle pieces were suddenly locking into place. "You set me up."

Cristine was approached by the Light Saviors. Although Cristine's voice seemed calm, she was actually anxious. She said, "Thank you. You came just in time. You need to go soon so anyone can't see you. Leave no space for anyone to ask questions." It's the first time anyone has ever seen her with the Light Saviors. She doesn't want anyone to make assumptions. People occasionally have eyes that are too sensitive. They all spoke at the same time, "It's our duty, Empress." While roving her eyes around and asking cheekily, "By the way, Empress, do you want to tell them our identity?" Cloud could tell that Empress trusted the people around her, which is why she had the confidence to ask.

"Hahaha, that's not certain. You'll see, you'll see where your days will be filled again with a love more perfect than before." "In this world, there is no such thing as perfect love. There is only betrayal and lies." The empress's words weighed heavily on the woman. She fell silent, staring at the suddenly sad eyes. The woman, who had unparalleled power in the empire and her family, had become a recluse ever since she was betrayed by a man who knew no shame or gratitude. Even the woman desperately wanted to kill the man who had wounded the empress's heart beside her. But she tried to stay calm and comfort the empress.

The palace felt calmer than it had in days. Perhaps everyone was relieved that Seraphine had finally been removed from the court. Or perhaps they were simply pretending nothing had happened. By the time we reached the northern wing, the crowds had disappeared and the corridors became quieter. Older as well. The walls here were covered with faded paintings of former emperors, each one dressed in heavy ceremonial robes. Their eyes seemed to follow us as we walked beneath them. Valerian stopped before two enormous oak doors covered in carved wolves and ancient symbols.