The Tyrant's Beloved Empress Novels & Stories

She nodded without looking at him which made him doubt she was giving him a cold shoulder. He could not understand this woman. She seemed to show different colours of herself. One moment she acted like a grumpy old man and other times she acts like a docile lamb or a demoness disguised as a seductress or an abandoned kitten desperate for help. Who is the real her? This made him want to know everything about her. What made the omnipotent Empress among the socialites fall from grace and what made her return after disappearing without a trace four years ago. She felt worse for she had been crippled even if it's for a few months. It made her revenge plan more pending. And the Royal Steel, thinki

Now I must say my life is a mess since dad flew away they treated me differently they show their true colors, this mansion is full of traitors granddad and dad are right they are only nice to me because my granddad and dad is always there to protect me. Not until I meet him, his cold and emotionless dark blue eyes, his stern, serious and cold baritone voice, and his dangerous aura that may make you fall on your feet. But I didn’t get scared on him I just smiled at him. He has a Greek god well sculpted face those dark blue eyes of him are so beautiful even though it has no emotions on it he has a well tall build figure towering me. He is No other than the EMPEROR of business world, Zhane Zach

she said loudly and then walked towards the Emperor's chamber. "Announce my arrival," Inal said to the guard post at the door. "I am sorry my lady but the Emperor had asked not to be disturbed," Tiartu said. "Why is everyone doing this to me? My Lady?" Inal screamed. "I became the Empress a while ago. How hard is it for you to address me as such?" she added. "I am sorry your Worship," Tiartu said immediately bowing but not fully to the ground. He served the Emperor so there was no way he could bow to the ground for her.

Ignis turned to his wife to reply to her, “If you read that letter, you see that her father is about to sell her off through a marriage alliance to the Slavcan prince, do you want Azar’s child to grow with the Slavcans?” “Then it's simple, if her survival or her existence will cause us discomfort and trouble then she and her child should die”, the empress replied with equal intensity. She didn’t want a human on their land. She’d rather die than watch Azar couple with a human. If he already impregnated her then she had to die. “I do not care about what you all have to say”, Ignis replied and then turned to Azar, “Bring her here, we must see her”.

“Easy? Says the guy who never had to push out an imaginary dead baby. But thank you. Seriously. You’re so different from the dream version. He was all control and anger and making breakfast one day then choking me the next. You’re… lovely. It makes me cry sometimes because I keep waiting for the twist but there isn’t one.” Elias reaches over and wipes a tear off my cheek with his thumb. “No twist. Just me. The guy who hit you with his car and then stuck around because he couldn’t leave. Lucky accident I guess.” “Lucky for you maybe,” I say sarcastic but I’m smiling big. “I woke up to a hot nurse basically. Could’ve been worse.” We keep talking and laughing and somewhere in the middle of it I

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.

"I can not live with him, not even a single second." The shiver ran in her body, she fell on the floor. Trembling lips opened in panic. "You are my Slave!!! Sia David" His voice echoed in her ears. She rested her knee with her stomach. She had accepted death as her fate but the slavery of that Tyrant whom she hated the most in her life. It was unthinkable for her. In Bangalow of Mayor,

"That sounds great, but I can't do it. Before that day comes, I would no longer be me." "Your decision is to stick to your heart, but being in this position is not a good thing." Feige gazed at her profile, stating a clear warning. "Yilan, this empire is rotten to the core, and so is the army. If you reject the rules but cannot extricate yourself, you may ultimately be destroyed by it." Lin Yilan closed her eyes. "I know. If this is my fate, I will accept it." After a long silence, Feige didn't say anything more. He raised his hand and turned out the oil lamp.

"But seriously, I couldn't believe this. My lady and His Highness were truly like the main characters of the novel I've read." Seriously? Another novel? I chuckled at her statement. "What novel is it this time?" "The Tyrant's Beloved Doll." I raised my eyebrows at the mention of the scandalous title. "What was that about?" "It was about a princess who tamed her tyrant brother. It was later revealed that he wasn't her brother and they end up together in the end," she explained excitedly. Well, I admitted, it was kinda similar. At least it was better than the one who broke the bed on the first night.