An Imperial Affliction Novels & Stories

That irritated me most. Hindi naman problema sa akin ang maging muse at maging escort si Ford. What irritates me was they keep on calling me other people's names or telling me I resembles someone. I want to stand as Kate and not by other people's name. Sa pagkakaalam ko rin ay may kung ano roon kay Ford at sa tinatawag nilang si Cara. I don't want them shipping me to him just because they thought I am Cara!

“It is nothing. It will air dry on its own.” “You will catch a cold,” He stated, his brows drawn in and his features deepening. I held his gaze, then found myself smiling in amusement. “Can you hear yourself?” I arched a brow. “Werewolves do not catch cold.” I stated as a matter of fact. “I think you may have stayed with humans a bit too long, you are associating us with them.” The Imperial family, despite being strong and formidable beasts in the supernatural world, have as much influence in the human world as well under the guise of businessmen. That is how they all the more flourish, and get money to cater their lifestyles and the kingdom as a whole.

“Don’t ask too many questions. It’ll be quick.” “Okay.” Concern still tightened my features when she walked out of the door. I got up on my feet. “Ren, open up!” I knocked on Ren’s door two doors next to mine. He quickly opened as if he was about to get out. “What’s wrong?” “What’s the effect of Imperium?” “How do you know about that?” He looked concerned. “Just fucking answer me.” I widened my eyes at him. “Dilated pupils and you pretty much know instantly once you see it on someone. He can be distracted or too focused when controlled.”

The mentioned formation is so huge that the entire imperial palace is within its circumference. This enables the poison they got through their consumed food to worsen its effect. Of course, the imperial chef doesn't have the idea that the food they serve to everyone contains strange substances. This is the reason why a lot of servants have been visiting the imperial infirmary, complaining of their sore throat and other symptoms.

As the Emperor came close ; Chelsea saw his face was working furiously , he looked nowhere jolly and the kind hearted Emperor she had known , instead his face was blotchy with purple spots making him look like a bad black current ice cream . " CLOVERS! " he roared and Chelsea along with her family had to take two steps back as spit was flying from the Emperor 's mouth as he spoke in fury " Clover! I thought I knew him - what I haven't done for that family ! Helped them run away away from Cannibals in war and settled them in here and this is what they returned to me ??,!"

I stated, my voice sting and confident, not quite as I anticipated. Simon nodded his head. “Another has awakened,” I whispered to myself. We were getting closer. “Another what,” Draya asked. “An imperial,” an elderly voice said and an old man appeared leaning against a cane as he moved. “Pa, sit,” Draya said jumping to her feet. The man sat and bowed his head in my direction. “It is an honor,” he said. “She’s an imperial,” Draya said with disgust. Simon's face lit up. “I knew it,” he said.

Camilla Gomez sacrificed everything for Darian Baldore. When he was accused of murder—a crime that could have shattered his billion-dollar empire—she took the blame, trusting his promises that he would clear her name and bring her back to him once it was safe. Instead, she was abandoned. Branded a killer. Sent to prison to rot while the man she loved moved on as if she had never existed. Worse, she was carrying his child, forced to bring new life into the world while trapped in a nightmare. Seven years later, she returns—not as a broken woman, but as a force to be reckoned with. She’s rebuilt herself and forged her own empire, and she has only one goal: to make them pay for their betrayal.

It was the true diary of the late Solar Queen—Kaelen’s mother. I flipped the page, my eyes hyper-magnified as the ancient script rolled into my vision. The text wasn't a casual journal of court balls and gold-gilded banquets; it was a desperate, frantic record of a mother tracking her own family's descent into madness. The third generation must be pure, the script read, the ink faded to a blood-like brown. Richard has spent a decade forcing the scullery maid to swallow the silver-ash medicine to rot her shadow wolf, but his real cruelty is inside our own nursery. He has woven the Imperium Imperato—the royal submission spell—straight into Kaelen's channels.

The Emperor said and rose from the tent. “Where are you going?” The Empress asked. “I’m going to inspect the troops, we have a long journey back to the city, and we still are carrying the stones in our caravan.” The Emperor then left the Empress to her thoughts. “It’s all that bastard’s fault. If he hadn’t pushed Ma into such an embarrassing state on his wedding night.” The Empress reiterated, clutching her fists in anger. She had been feeling sexually frustrated, and her husband had not been paying any attention to her. It was dangerous here in the encampment to do anything with her husband so near.

I would have felt the pain if I had my heart with me , but my heart was currently behind closed doors and I didn’t even had the slightest bit of idea what was going on with her . “ You need Helena ‘s madness to use as an excuse to take care of your own selfish desires don’t you ? It makes you feel good , and don’t bother lying because I don’t see the point of a respectable man to be a part of such a bloodthirsty and sick society . It makes you feel better right , to see someone bleed in front of you , to watch someone getting tortured until they are screaming for mercy -the reason you are letting Helena enable such a sickening addiction is not because you care for her but because you are ful