Who Stole The Empress Novels & Stories

She had warned me several times not to cry or else my make-up would be ruined and she would have to redo it all over again. “You must be happy to finally tell the world that you are Sir Alexander’s one and only woman. It must have been hard hiding your relationship with him for years,” Lisa commented. I rolled my eyes upon hearing that story again. That was the one that Alexander made up to make the people believe that I had been his secret lover. It was the lamest story I had ever heard but that was the most convincing one. When I was ready to leave the mansion, Lisa put on the red veil over my head and she guided me until we reached the entrance.

' Maria remembered that in the book the male lead had a villainous older cousin, who was determined to avenge his family, who was tragically murdered via one of the empress’s evil schemes. At first, Maria recalled wondering why would the empress murder his family, only to find out later that the empress's first love was actually the emperor's brother, who instead had fallen in love with a mysterious crimson-haired woman. It seemed that even after she married the emperor, the empress was still upset that she couldn't be with the man she loved, so she plotted a scheme that would get the man she loved, along with his wife and child, killed.

She reached into her coat pulled out a dented silver flask took a drag and spat a stream of blue fluid onto the severed iron wrist. "You the one who caused the boiler-collapse in Sector 2?" she asked, her gray eyes glinting with curiosity. "Because if you are you've got three minutes before the Scrappers realize I followed their pipe." I raised my hand the matte-obsidian lance of the Seventh Seal materializing with a low hum. "I am the Empress of this territory " I said. ". You have exactly ten seconds to tell me why I shouldn't turn your coat into scrap metal." The woman didn't flinch. A slow grease-stained grin split her face revealing a silver tooth.

“Surprised?” “No! You're not Andromeda! I’m the real one! That woman is just pretending! Izar, Cygnus, my mates—I’m your true soulmate! Let me out of here!” I shouted, pointing at her. “She’s the one behind all of this! She wants to steal my position as Empress!” But then she laughed, and the Emperor Twins remained silent, their faces blank. “Oh really? If you’re really the true Empress, then go ahead—shift into a wolf,” she taunted, and I froze again.

My heart raced at a dangerous, traitorous speed. I stared at his retreating back the clumsy, exaggerated steps, the way he swung his arms like a little boy. It was too perfect. Too deliberate. A masterpiece of deception. Father thought he had sold me to a fool. Clara believed she had mocked a tragedy. The entire elite world whispered about the broken Thornhart heir who needed a nanny instead of a wife. But as I pressed trembling fingers to the place his hand had seared, I knew the truth with chilling clarity. I hadn’t been sold to a boy.

I could end up being thrown into prison for blasphemy, or worse, a guillotine. As I read further, it was apparently a secret information that the original Bella accidentally stumbled onto when spying on Empress Sophia through the secret passage. "What the-" I almost yelled again. "Control yourself Cho Sarang!" I slapped myself for not controlling the volume of my voice. "The empress had an affair?" I muttered in a low voice. This news really shocked me. I mean, wow. Did she really...? She really didn't fear anything or what? I was so speechless.

Little did he know that Heinrich had carried Ezra far in the sky on a platform made by his black ravens. Heinrich's face paled. He had just 'kidnapped' the Euclase Empire's Future Empress and he had just realized his actions. But Ezra... “WOO HOO!” ...cheered with joy.

I said without looking up, "please return to your seat." "No!" She walked right up to me. "I want everyone to know that I am the real winner! I got Isaac！" She stopped suddenly, her eyes wild. "And I know your little secret," her voice turned dangerous. "The secret about your precious Vincent." The temperature in the room seemed to drop. "What secret?" the old Alpha asked from the head of the table. Chloe laughed, a twisted, vicious sound. "His curse!" she shrieked, a mad light in her eyes. "It's a lie! Isaac told me everything. Vincent was never dying. It was all a political game to make him look weak while he built his power in the shadows!"

Now, it no longer belonged to me. Before leaving, I called my lawyer. “Mr. Lane, has everything been arranged?” “Yes, Ms. Rivers. The funds have been transferred to your account. Your passport is ready, and the property in Swizor has been secured. Everything is in order.” I nodded, feeling a strange peace settle in my chest. “All right. Thank you. I’m leaving now.” The moment I ended the call, I saw a news headline flashing across my phone screen. [Mafia boss Zayn Levine is a total hen-pecked husband!]

Elena emerged from the wreckage, clutching Leo, as the violet shield over the world finally flickered and died. The sky was clear. The "Executioner" was coming. And the Empress realized that to save her husband's soul, she would have to conquer the Moon.