The Tyrant's Beloved Empress Novels & Stories

But, life in the palace was different from popular perception - it wasn't all fancy dress, tea parties, and balls, nor was it full of sycophantic nobles. After the empress died, leaving no children, the emperor chose my mother as his consort. She was the daughter of a wealthy marquis and was known throughout the empire for her beauty. But, after giving birth to Princess Camellia, her only child from a loveless marriage, she died mysteriously. I have been rejected by everyone since I was born, leading the empire to mourn once again. The emperor's wife was poisoned, but no one investigated who committed such a terrible act against a young mother who had recently given birth to her daughter.

"I expect no less from a Dragon Slayer like yourself." "It is an honor to meet you, your Majesty. I have heard so much about you since I was just a little boy." "Oh, have you, or did you just learn about me from the history books." "Was I caught red-handed," I said, bellowing out a laugh. It was all part of the act. I glanced back to see Tybalt stunned in place. "Only so much information comes to the border villages." "Border—" "You barbarian! You forget your place," yelled the Empress. I never learned her name and not by choice. She never showed up in the history lesson; no Empress did. "Guards have this man escorted—"

Slowly and dreadfully, I raised my gaze, meeting bright amber eyes staring down at me in contempt. I stilled. Goosebumps littering my skin. The tall frame of a man—No, a beast—towered over me. The one figure I least wanted to face….. Prince Kael… The Tyrant heir of Fenrir. His gaze sliced through me like a merciless blade, stripping me bare of every shred of dignity I had left. His expression was unreadable, but a silent storm brewed in his eyes. The Prince tilted his head to the side in assessment, his arms crossed behind his back with soldierly precision.

“Don’t give up. I know you can do this.” “I’m not sure—” “Tyger, my love, I want to put my arms around you.” He couldn’t let her give up. He must keep coaxing her. “I want to hold your body so close to mine that I can feel the rhythm of your heartbeat. I want to kiss you until we’re both dizzy with passion.” Her frustrated sobs became louder. “My darling, Tyger. Don’t you want me to hold you?” “Yes.” “Then try harder. I know you can.”

"Today we took it back!" "Yes, Yes." "We took it back." "They couldn't stand a chance against our King. He slit the throat of the Tyrant and killed the people that tormented us. He killed our killers and he'll live a happy life. Long live the King!" The first man yelled, and the others soon joined him. "Long live the King." "And then he stopped with his hand gestures and he sighed. "From this day forward, I King take Princess La Reine as my Slave." TBC

I raise my eyes to his, his grip tightened on my jaw. “Camilla,” I said. His smirk deepened. “A nice name… for a pretty doll.” Then his hand left me, and only then did I realize I was shaking all over, my knees weak, my lungs heavy like stone. I had tried to show him I wasn’t scared, but he saw through me. He saw everything. Who wouldn’t fear him? Alpha Lennox Steele. The Pack Slayer, one of the many names the people had given him, The Tyrant. The man who turned villages into ash and left bones for wolves to gnaw. The one mothers whispered about in the dark to keep their children silent.

She also read myths, angels, former saints, and the power of the Imperial Family. The current Imperial family emperor is Necephorus Aus Viten, He is the most powerful Emperor in the empire. He married a Saint Empress Aelia Gazelle Placidar and had a son of a crown prince. Elise remembers the wise and cruel emperor with the Saint's loving wife. The author in the book “The Lazy Lucky Princess” describes them as powerful beings that help Alicia after being kidnapped several times. Elise didn't need to write down the date because she fully remembers it like she's the one who wrote the book. Now the most curious Elise is about the book for magic and the Saints.

David replied coldly. David spoke as he thought. Spencer’s expression turned increasingly dark. He had been the Emperor of the Great Quinn Empire for many years, superior to everyone. All who met him showed him the greatest respect. This was the first time someone had called him a tyrant to his face. “You… Are… Calling… Me… A… Tyrant?” Spencer sputtered those words slowly. He stared at David.

“Because my brain couldn’t make up anything original. Elias. Tyrant Elias. Captive Elias. Of course the real one has the same name. Life’s hilarious like that.” He tilts his head. “Tyrant? Captive bride? What are you talking about?” I take a deep breath and it feels like my ribs complain about it. “I had this long dream. Or coma dream or whatever. You… well the dream you kidnapped me or something. Made me marry him. I got pregnant. There was school and a guy named Yuto and this girl Lauren taking pictures and Ryan whose girlfriend got killed. It was all so real. I pushed out a baby and he died and then you tried to strangle me and then a mental hospital and jumping off a bridge kissing while

the long veil . She had never, ever been more beautiful than in this exact moment. Never had her attire fitted her more - as if it had been made for her by the gods! This was the world's most beautiful bride - and my wife. Jesus fuck! Tears welled up in my eyes immediately - this was my wife!? This goddess was my wife!! I nearly yelled, no roared proudly, I wanted to pick up this woman and hold her forever! I couldn't help it - I thought of everything we had gone through, of everything we will go through; and my heart almost gave in how much happiness and love I felt.