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To Late to Regret My Dear emperor

In the vast and breathtaking empire of Robelian, a land renowned for its wealth, beauty, and prosperity, none are more feared than its ruler, Ludwig De Robelian. Known for his relentless ambition and ruthless approach to warfare, Ludwig strikes terror into the hearts of all who oppose him. Once a fair and strategic leader, he has become a conqueror of kingdoms, one who will not hesitate to destroy any who dare to stand in his path. His enemies whisper tales of his cruelty, of villages burned to ash and royal families brought to their knees, all to satisfy his insatiable hunger for power. Even his allies tread carefully, aware that his allegiance is as sharp and unforgiving as the blade he wields. They say that when Ludwig rides to battle, a shroud of darkness falls over the land, as though the very air quakes in fear of his wrath. The woman screamed, clutching the bed sheets as another wave of pain swept over her. Her face glistened with sweat, and her breaths came in desperate gasps. Outside the small house, a cloaked figure approached, hood shadowing his face. He paused at the door, listening to the cries within, then slowly raised his hand to knock. Inside, an elderly midwife, worn by years of hardship, rushed between the woman in labor and a boiling pot of water. Her voice was gentle yet firm. "Hold on, my dear, it won’t be long now. Just one more push." The woman bit her lip, focusing her strength on the final surge. Her child’s first cry filled the air, mingling with her relieved sigh. The midwife wrapped the newborn in a coarse but warm blanket and held the child close. She whispered, "A fine, strong baby. I wonder what fate awaits you." Just then, the door creaked open, and the cloaked man stepped in. His voice was cold yet commanding. "Is it done?" The midwife turned, her face paling. She bowed slightly, clutching the baby protectively. "Yes, my lord. The child is born." The man pulled back his hood, revealing the chiseled features of a soldier scarred from battle. His eyes glinted with ambition. "So, Ludwig de Robelian has an heir." Elizabeth was shocked , when she hears those words, the man that she love the most Just said those sharp words that broke her the most ... Will Elizabeth find a way to find her happiness or she will continue to endure the cold treatment and the abusive husband that she love for five years
Rey_zel · 4.1K Views

Grass To Grace;Slave To Queen

......... "Please Mr. Cruz, spare us. We made a terrible mistake, we are sorry............"Mrs Fisher said while on her knees " Spare you?!, Is this some kind of joke?"The tall man replied "We made a mistake!. Please we have no where to go" Mr. Fisher joined in the plea "Well, I'm sorry but not sorry, this District has been set aside for government construction. You won't want to get sued for obstruction of Government work right?!" He replied with a smirk "Take anything else, but please spare our house, please Commissioner Cruz" Mr. Fisher begged "You are a bunch of nuisance, what can you possibly offer huh!, Obstruction of Government Work and Trespassing!, You might have to pay a fine of 12million dollars!. Do you have that huge amount of money?" He said and Mr. Fisher's shoulder dropped in defeat I stared at my family for a while and felt useless. Even if I'll sacrifice alot just to see them in this situation, I couldn't neglect the fact that our house was about to be demolished because of my parents foolish mistake. I just came back from work and was in an hurry because the mere thought of the punishment for coming back late was nerve wrecking. Well, I felt a little bit of a relieve, atleast now, no one will notice I got home late. I was still contemplating on what to do, I had to save our house either way because I know I'll always be the one to suffer for the loss. No home means I have to earn extra cash and work extra hour. I stood up with wobbling legs and finally mustered the courage to talk "Excuse me sir, I don't think that's enough reasons to demolish our house......... I mean vot-voting is a choice we make and-and I think my family....... my family and the people of this district made that choice be-bec-because they............. " I stopped for a while when I realised the commissioner was moving closer to me and staring at me "Go on........" He said and kept on moving closer "I mean absolutely no disrespect sir but-but I think you should consider pardoning us" I said with pain written all over my face. I kept on praying he'll pardon us and........... but then it felt like a wasted wish "What the heck do you think you're doing you witch?!......." My mom said and pulled me down and I ended up hurting my knee "So now you go against me then take turns in lecturing me on what you think is right and what is wrong............... " He said with a smirk "No that's not......... " I couldn't complete my sentence because he suddenly smiled coldly and I felt my heart jump out, We were already in for it, I just complicated the whole issue and there was no way he would forgive us............ "That's intruiging and quite bold........ " He turned to my parents and finally said........... ............. "I'll take her, in exchange for this District and your title as my inlaw................. "
Simi_Sola24 · 7.1K Views

Mine To Protect

A clash between werewolves and humans leaves lovers at the mercy of betrayal, lies, and war. Natalie, soon to be alpha is saddled with the troubles that come with the crown. To worsen things, she is mated to a human, Hendrix. With the other packs at rivalry for their union, she is left with a tough decision, to marry Dante, the son of her late father's enemy, and save her pack, or stick with her human mate and drive her pack to ruin. When she finally chooses a path, she finds herself weak, and at the mercy of death's cold claws, as she is brutally pierced by betrayal, deep and hard. Just when Natalie makes her decision, she finds out she's pregnant for the human. Her baby who turns out to be a hybrid and one of its kind, bears the burden of his nature and the past of his parents. Excerpt:   "Hendrix, tell me, are you okay? It's just the both of us, you don't have to fake it."   "I'm fine." He gently tugs my hand off and untangles himself.   My heart sank, but then again, I may be overthinking things.   "Have you had something to eat, is your papa around? Can I..."   "Lady Natalie, I'm fine. You can stop worrying now."   Words escape me. I'm definitely not overthinking things. We may have only spent a few days together, but I can swear that it feels like I've known him for a lifetime.   "Lady Natalie?" I scoff. "Hendrix would never call me that."   "Maybe he died in the pack house." His obstinate self defends.   "No, he died here, or maybe on his way home." Because I felt the passion in his touch and now? It's gone.   "What are you doing here?" He asks.   Taken aback, I only stare at his suddenly huge frame.   "If what I heard and saw in the main chamber is true, you shouldn't be here."   "Disregard them. They can't dictate how I live and who I choose to be with." I'm careful not to use the word 'love'.   It's for the weak.   "Unlike you, they can with me."   "I'm the next alpha, you're safe with me."   "And I don't feel safe. It doesn't feel like it, I'm sorry." He bluffs. "It's best you leave, for the both of us. This thing would cost us dearly and I can't afford the luxury. It's already forbidden for me to be here and talk more of being with their alpha."   "Thing?" I fight back tears. He doesn't respond. "Goodness!"   I can't cry in front of anyone. I tell myself... But right now, I can't follow my own orders. Tears fall freely, and I cuss beneath my breath.   "You want me to leave?"   He keeps mute.   "Like I'm so stupid to chase the wind?" My voice breaks. "I will take your advice and go be with Dante if that makes you happy." I turn to leave.   "You're not stupid... Natalie." His voice is shaky.   I stop on my spot. He called my name, I sob.   "But the longer you remain here, the more unforgivable our sin becomes."   I spin to face him, my eyes on him.   "And who cares about their forgiveness? I don't or do you?"   I scan his face and wish he would lie to me, even though he does care.   He doesn't speak... Perhaps, I shouldn't force this.   I turn to leave when firm arms grip my waist, spin me around, and press me on his firm bosom.
Lennin_Lucky · 98.2K Views
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