Novels by zyzyang_

Three years had passed since Unah had officially become Queen, and Leon had taken over the throne of her father. Though she had lost her father to heart illness, her mother had made an admirable recovery, and was currently holding Unah's one-year-old child in her arms."The little prince is truly a naughty one," Unah’s mother complained with a smile, as she gazed down at the child's soft, rosy cheeks.Unah couldn't help but smile at the sight, as she reached over to touch her child's cheek. "My little prince looks very handsome, he takes after me," she said."If he’s handsome then he takes after me," someone suddenly interrupted.Unah's mother exclaimed in surprise, "Your Majesty!"Unah turned to see her husband, Leon, grinning from ear to ear. "Mother, can I spend time with my Queen?" he asked.She nudged Leon playfully, "What are you saying? Mother is already tired. Let's take care of our child," she said.But her mother just smiled, "What are you talking about? I'm happy when I tak

The passing of time had only deepened the profound grief that had shrouded the Roque couple. Every day seemed to be a struggle, with each moment an agonizing reminder of the life that they had lost. For Lili, it was like watching a slow-motion tragedy unfold before her eyes. She could barely bear to see her friends in such a state of despair.As she stood by the graveside of their beloved Cris, her heart ached with a sorrow that she could not fully comprehend. The world around her had lost its luster, and the once-vibrant hues of life had been replaced by a somber, gray pallor.But despite the overwhelming sadness that threatened to crush her, Lili knew that she had to keep going. She could not allow her grief to consume her, not when her step-parents needed her now more than ever.With a sense of grim determination, Lili set about fulfilling her obligations. She cooked their favorite meals, did their chores, and tried to keep the house in order, all while struggling to come to terms

Minister Luna, the man who had always been like a father to the Crown Prince, stood before him with a sword pressed against the neck of the woman he loved. Mask Princess trembled, her heart heavy with emotion as she watched her world unravel before her. She had never expected to find herself in such a precarious situation, and the fear that gripped her was almost too much to bear. "I never thought that the person he loved was you, Mask Princess," Minister Luna said, his mouth agape in amazement as he looked at her. His voice was filled with a mix of emotions, ranging from disbelief to anger. Mask Princess could see the pain in his eyes as he struggled to come to terms with the reality of the situation. She could sense the turmoil within him, the conflict between his loyalty to the Crown Prince and his love for her. It was a battle that she knew all too well, one that had consumed her own heart not so long ago. Her beloved Leon, who had always been a source of strength for her, now

ALMARIO WARThe Mask Princess, known for her beauty, courage, and intelligence, stood tall and resolute before the Head General, her eyes flashing with conviction and concern etched on her face. She was a vision of strength and poise, with her long black hair cascading down her back, held in place by a golden tiara. "Ring the bell," she said sternly, emphasizing her words with a steely gaze. Her voice was strong and unwavering, commanding respect and attention from those around her. The Head General of War was taken aback by her unexpected request. "What? Are we declaring war within the Palace itself?" he asked incredulously, readying himself for the worst. But the Mask Princess was firm in her resolve. "There will be no revolution," she replied, her voice ringing out clear and strong. The Head General took a deep breath and mounted his horse, clearly shaken by the Mask Princess's solemn words. As she surveyed the area, she noticed someone familiar in the crowd. It was Cris, her tru

The day of reckoning had arrived, and the winds of change were sweeping fiercely through the land. A sense of liberation, of something momentous and cataclysmic, shrouded the town like a heavy mist, with everyone holding their breath and bracing for what lay ahead.As the first rays of sunshine began to creep across the horizon, a hush fell across the land. The hum of horses' hooves could be heard in the distance as the soldiers of Minister Luna made their way towards the Palace. Their glistening armor and sharpened swords glinted and flashed menacingly in the golden light, a stark reminder of the power and ferocity they wielded.All across the town, people gathered in crowds, stretching for miles in every direction. They were fervently discussing the upcoming revolution, with some spreading rumors of further plots to overthrow the new King before he even sat upon his throne. The streets were alive with voices, filled with fear and anticipation. anticipation.As noon approached, the t

Mask Princess felt a twinge of unease as she sat down among the group of men with concealed faces. She knew that her reputation preceded her; she was known for being a fierce and elusive vigilante, dedicated to bringing justice to the people of her city. However, despite her impressive track record, it seemed that these men were still wary of her.As she waited for Minister Roque to arrive, Mask Princess couldn't help but notice the way the men watched her every move. Their eyes bore into her, suspicious and calculating. It was clear they were assessing her, trying to determine whether she could be trusted.Mask Princess tried not to let their scrutiny get to her. She knew that earning their trust was essential to completing the mission at hand. She needed to convince them that she was on their side, that she was committed to their cause.But as the minutes ticked by and Minister Roque failed to show up, Mask Princess began to feel a sense of frustration. She had gone to great lengths