An Imperial Affliction Novels & Stories

They put me in a room on the twenty-eighth floor with one light and no windows and a lock that was built for humans, not for what I am. I sat down on the single chair and waited because waiting was the only move I had right now and I have never been bad at waiting. What I was bad at, it turned out, was the next two hours. The voices sounded through the walls the way they do in old buildings, not clearly, just enough to catch pieces of it. They were Scrolsal's voice mostly, but then a word I hadn't heard applied to anyone in eleven years sounded out. “Burn him.” The old law, the one that hasn't been enforced since before my father was an Alpha, says that any wolf who raises a hand against the

But it seemed that everything was slipping from my hands because of this new calamity. “Alpha Vincenzo!” Elder Marcus, a new member of the council, spoke up. His tone was clipped and grave. “This isn’t an ordinary illness. We have reasons to believe that it's spreading faster than anything we have seen before.” My jaw tightened as I ordered. “Explain!” He nodded. “The afflicted begin with small lesions on the skin. The wound burns and spreads on the entire body, causing immense pain. Then their mental state deteriorates and the wolves become erratic, as if losing their grip on reality completely.”

And to mark the gravity of the crime, the offender’s entire clan will be implicated, exiled to a garbage planet, never allowed to return. Imperial edicts were sacred promises. In the long history of the Royal Fenrir Empire, only a handful of emperors had ever issued one. It showed how deep the Emperor’s anger ran. The punishment was brutal. While treason only implicated three clans, this decree dragged the entire bloodline with it—whether they knew the offender or not. If you shared a drop of blood, you paid the price. “Tsk… tsk… only someone with a screw loose would dare do such a thing,” Albert muttered, nodding as if he were following along diligently. He was one of the only people not te

the Town ruler pleaded while on his knees. “Well…that’s unfortunate, but you see, no where in the terms does it state that it has to be the ruler’s daughter. The term just states that the most beautiful and talented virgin be sent to the Empire. Of course, you’re more than welcomed to send more than one if you want the Empire to favor your town more. After all, competition between towns for the favor of the main Empire is fierce,” Shin replied briskly but with a chilling smile. He knew well why the emperor had explicitly added this term, twisting the norm that existed before.

Now he was coming, the thought made her shudder with trepidation. It was rare for there to be any problems with prerogatives, and even in the event that there were, reapers were equipped to deal with them on their own. In the rare cases that problems occurred; it was usually just some soul refusing to move on and deciding to haunt the living. Those cases were called Spector protocols and more often than not, the reapers would just let the soul become ghosts.

He asked me to explain what the plague is. “The plague is a disease that can pass from one person to another. This disease can come from vermins such as rats and they’re very contagious and dangerous. If we don’t solve this issue now, the people in this empire will suffer.” I explained. The Emperor looked at me for a while. I got nervous by how domineering he looked. He and the Empress had a little chat before they turned to me. “I believe we don’t have doctors that can help treat this disease. We don’t even know this disease existed until you came here and told us about it.” The Emperor said.

Casie: "I understand... So Amy, The Other day you mentioned about your...mmmm..mom?" Amy(sighs); "I literally hate her Casie. She used my dad." Casie: "Are you ok. You don't want to talk about it if you are not uncomfortable. I just wanted to let you know that I am there for you as a friend." Amy: "It's fine Casie. I am ok. You are the first person in this kingdom with whom I am so comfortable and like to open up. My mother is a wicked woman. When she was in heaven with my dad she was different. She was the sweetest person you know. She had many friends. everyone liked her. That's when my dad fell in love with her. When she came here after she was declared queen of the kingdom, a sense of pr

The Emperor continued. The crowd fidgeted, rubbing their arms and shifting in their seats like caged beasts as the rising tension in the air evoked anxiety and trepidation in their hearts. It wasn't that they had forgotten their Lykan Emperor's immunity to potions and spells, but that the possibility of him being under a spell was more acceptable than the lykan claiming a true mate.

I didn't even answer because I know that they knew about his family. "You're really stupid! You're going to choose the name of someone who will cause you misfortune, another Velasco! You don't really think, you're really a disgrace to this family! I can't accept that child! Abort that, because I don't want that to grow up with this family!" "Ma! Why abort?! It's not right to do that!" "And what Amber? Raise that unfortunate child in this household?! It would be good if you two were married, maybe I would accept that! But this one is really stupid, you really fit for that one Velasco what? Both stupid! Both have no brains!"

Her curiosity asked through her morbidness, "What do you want?" The man let out a stiff chuckle from where he was standing, "You're brazen and sharp, I like that a lot." He appraised her, but Keira wasn't flattered one bit. In a situation like this, there's absolutely nothing to be flattered about. And for a creepy man that's hiding behind the shadow to make a deal with her, there's absolutely nothing flattering about his compliments. It has a creepy factor attached to it rather.