fairytail72

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‘You are not my craving my dear, you are my obsession.’

“ She was our light and we were her darkness—- and just like every opposites we were obsessed with the idea of having her.”
 
The Evil Empress, the one whose life was filled with debauchery and betrayal to her mates was supposed to die tonight.  Being the Empress of the Dragniere Empire and the mother to all dragons, she was supposed to live a life where she lived for her people and the country, her exquisite powers were alone enough to make her the ruler of the entire continent and with her face that was as beautiful as a shining pearl in the moonlight, with hair as fine as Pima,  and her curves so luscious that any man would have died of desire with just one glimpse. 

With powers that were beyond humans, shrouded with the air of aristocracy and with a personality that was as cruel as Medusa, The Evil Empress continued to rule over the people of her Empire with her tyranny. 

Brianna Cage, nicknamed ‘ Bree, The hellion’ for the convenience of her acquaintances was a rowdy young woman. She had a fierce sense of justice, she was dependable and despite not being the most beautiful woman in her department, she was sought out by a lot of men because of her alluring nature, she rejected them all because in truth she was in love with —— all the  Daddies in the comic books she has read. Behind her aloof and dependable persona resided a Weeb who was always cheering on the characters of her favourite books.

One day she came upon the book ‘ The Maid’s route of survival of the fittest’ and decided to read it just for the heck of it since the Empress shared the same name as her. But soon Bree found out that the Empress was the Villainess, she even betrayed her mates one by one and what was even more gut-wrenching she was killed by her mates!

All for the sake of the maid who reincarnated into the book with a system to help her. 

Bree though angry decided to throw the book at the back of her head but oddly enough the book vanished and Bree found herself waking up in the room of the Evil Empress just three weeks before she was executed by her mates! 

Startled but not having the time to freak out, Bree started to take care of everything that the Evil Empress has done wrong. She thought that she would be able to live a peaceful life away from her bloodthirsty mates who didn’t seem too fond of her. 

But unfortunately, things didn’t go as she planned as five sets of eyes fell on her despite all the precautions she has taken against them. And once those eyes locked on her, they refused to let go of their possessiveness.

The Evil Empress was theirs, to begin with who dares take her away?

The Dragon Queen and her mates.

The temperature in the room soared when Bree closed her eyes but didn't refuse the touch of the man.

"May I?" Ahmar questioned again. His fingers skimmed through the curve of her neck and he cupped Bree's cheek. The pad of his thumb skidded over her lower lip and he lowered another inch closer. "Your majesty."

When his scalding breath fell over her skin, Bree sucked in a breath. She couldn't understand how a man as cold as him could be this warm. With her eyes closed and her expression full of nervousness, she nodded shyly.

Ahmar's lips curled up upon seeing her response. He was quite surprised to see Bree agree, as he was prepared for her resolute rejection. The heat in his body almost swivelled out of control as he claimed the sweet lips of his mate.

"Mm-hmm," Bree moaned as Ahmar's thin yet soft lips landed against hers, and her body slammed further into the table because of the impact.

First Consort?