An Imperial Affliction Last Page Novels & Stories

“Holds us apart is social conventions and rules that I cannot obey.” “Imperial physician, I want to make a decree. Sign it with my thumbprint and then I will be—“ The physician nodded quickly before heading to the desk and rummaging around. He put the seal of the emperor on it and handed it to Ning Zhuo. His eyes grew blurry. “In this life I tried to fight fate so much to bring you to me. I am unlucky. I lost so much trying to right my wrongs. I just wanted you. I didn’t even want to be the son of heaven after all. I was led astray by so many people and ended up losing the only thing I wanted to protect, which was the affection between husband and wife.”

She staggered out of the medical station, cold sweat covering her forehead, her entire body dazed and unsteady. After that, June fell seriously ill, and it took nearly a full week before she recovered even slightly. She had lost a shocking amount of weight. Her eye sockets were sunken deep, and she looked like a ghost of herself. Every day, she locked herself inside the office and numbed herself with alcohol. When she drank too much, she would lie on the floor and stare blankly at the ceiling for hours. No one knew what she was thinking. That night, June was drinking alone in the office again when Morgan shoved the door open and stormed inside angrily. He snatched the bottle from her hand, t

She began reading aloud. If you're reading this, then I couldn't finish what I started. Edward believes he built an empire that can never fall. He's wrong. Every empire has one weakness. Black Reef was never designed to protect him—it was designed to imprison him if the founders ever betrayed each other. Somewhere beneath this city is a control room. If you find it, the entire security system can be shut down. Agent Ross looked at Oliver. "A control room?" Oliver nodded. "I've heard stories about it."

Natalie screamed, her voice echoing off the high ceilings as the men aggressively began tearing her green dress from her body. I stood there, paralyzed by a sickening mix of cowardice and terror. The cold metal of the gun against my head reminded me of my mortality. I watched in absolute horror as Natalie’s expensive dress was ripped to shreds, leaving her completely exposed, shivering and weeping on the cold marble floor. I felt a sudden, sickening wave of regret. What had I done? In my greed to take Qunnix, I had made a deal with the devil himself and now, the devil had come to collect.

Then I sneaked into the accounting room undetected. The books lay open on the table for anyone to read. I picked up the first one and studied the numbers inside. The more I read, the more horrified I became. The imperial family was spending beyond their control. Even if they doubled taxes and sold their jewels, they could not reverse the precarious situation they found themselves in. The once fertile and productive lands suffered from climate issues and poor management, rendering them useless even for animal grazing. Spending money on dressing up cats, playing with toys, and fancying up the palace for the concubine seemed too expensive for the budget planned for the next three years. Upon fu

"What did you just do?!" The second guy queried Keira in perplexity after she'd snatched her palm from Andre's face. She quivered timorously, taking a step away from Andre. What have you done, Keira? Her frightened conscience reprimanded her. How could you have allowed your emotions to get ahead of your rationality? It was just a minor stain, but all thanks to your exaggeration, you've gotten yourself into trouble with whoever this guy is.

He gestured for her to go on and dig in, pointing his fork. Despite her reservations, Aakifahlynn decided to take the first bite. She realized that Demarion and Danica were not just waiting for her to eat but for her to make a statement. She could understand his reason, but how could he be so careless? No wonder he was the disgraced Emperor. The Emperor of this Kingdom would never let anyone but his Empress take the first bite. Hell, he may feed her at times. But Aakifahlynn laughed in her mind. Boy, was she losing it?

It bit to infect. ​"It’s a regression," I said, my medical brain fighting through the panic. "The Imperial magic was a filter. It refined the wolf-spirit. Without it, the spirit is reverting to its original, feral state. The 'First Wolf' is calling the beast back to the wild." ​All around us, the "civilized" world was dissolving. Warriors were losing their minds, turning on their mates. The order we had tried to build in the vacuum of Solas’s death was being shredded in minutes.

Empires do not fall in a single moment. --- They don’t collapse with one strike— --- One failure— --- One mistake. --- They fall slowly. --- From within. --- Cracks forming long before anyone sees them. --- And by the time it becomes visible— --- It is already too late. --- The system trembled. --- Not violently. --- Not completely. --- But enough. --- Enough for the first fracture to show. --- Elena felt it ripple beneath her feet— ---

The once proud Don then sat in the shadows, unshaven, his eyes sunken, looking like a broken man. Someone stumbled in, his voice filled with despair. "Don… our last restaurants and shipping companies… they're gone too. The banks are calling in debts, and our enemies are already waiting outside." Vincent did not move. He looked like a statue. "And… and…" the man's voice shook as if he might break down. "We just received news… Sofia… she had a miscarriage… in the dungeon…" Vincent's eyes finally moved. Empty. No grief, no anger. Just a hollow, lifeless stillness.