Her glamorous fantasy evaporated immediately the handsome face came into view with its vicious aura. Her heart sank and her hands began to tremble. 

'Be calm, Leona, he's your husband, not a demon,'her heart faltered as she made an effort to calm herself with such false words. He was indeed a demon that she loathed but feared. He was more hazardous and brutal than a monster. 

He leaned closer and her breath hitched. "Why, dear wife, do you flinch? I don't bite, do I ?" his hot breath hit her neck as it enclosed her whole entity. She bit her lips as she wished to scream in his ears that he was nothing but a monster who held her captive. Ha... Such courage will come from her second life. 

"Nothing. Just weak," she responded certainly but nervously. His brows furrowed as his ocean gloomy eyes rested on her small lips. His finger trailed her lips with unmistakable desire in his eyes. She felt disgusted but was powerless. She turned away from him as a tear trailed down her white face. Her veins popped up and her chest felt like it was going to burst any time soon. 

She chocked a sob as his cozy pair of hands cupped her face. "Mine!these lips are meant to moan not cry". 






.... She was an innocent girl whose tremendous life was turned upside down when she mistakenly appeared on an uninvited wedding in a hotel.

She arrived with a purpose, however, she lost her way. Her charm made her an accidental surrogate but a weak one as she got to know that her unexpected husband was the ugly and brutal heir to the throne.

Though sad at her sudden predicament, enemies rose against her, as they tried to get rid of her. Time went by, Circumstances lead to circumstances, affection set in. When this Emperor and his Empress was willing to work out a relationship, something startling happened. 

What could it be? 

Reinforced by Love and fuelled by revenge, this weak Surrogate takes up the throne and brought affliction to those seeking her life and crown.

LADY MAJESTY: His Weak Surrogate

A shiver seemed to run through me as her words rang continuously in my head. 


My heart drummed a tattoo in my chest and my head began spinning. Sweat glittered on my body. 


What does she mean? That Romeo and Rowland were my half-brothers? She knew all along and kept mute? 


God, I'm doomed. I'm doomed. I have been sleeping with my half-brother for almost a year now! 


I'm now impure. I have committed one of the most immoral sins in the world. God, I need a confessor right now. Yes, a confessor. 


"Vivian!” I yelled, my voice stricken. 


"My lady.” Vivian came running into the chamber. 


"Pack my clothes. Yes, all of them!" I screamed, my head spinning the more. 


Voices were continuously screaming in my head at the moment. 


My legs gave way as other maids came in while Vivian instructed them on what they were to do. My steps were light and hurried as I threw everything in the big traveling chest of mine. 


The Ghost Of Me