An Imperial Affliction Novels & Stories

Only for a second. Then... he continued walking. His chest tightened painfully. Why...? Why does Father hate Mother...? And why... does he hate me? Inside the Imperial Palace... another storm had already begun. The imperial family gathered inside the Emperor's private chamber. The atmosphere was heavier than ever. Rian could no longer suppress his frustration. He stepped forward. "Father." The Emperor looked up. "Why?" "You allowed Marquis Dane to insult Uncle Rowen in front of the entire empire." "You didn't even defend him."

, the patriarch of the universe, the one who created and named each star in the galaxies. It is said, that he created them because he was lonely. None of us know where he is now, but we do know that he is watching us from somewhere with a beautiful view. Calling him my grandfather would not be wrong, since he is the father of the Evermores, and the Evermores are our parents. We, Immortals, are not a very populous race, as it is difficult for the Evermore to have children. Therefore, it is difficult for us to have children with each other.

He impatiently called his PA. A rather wiry looking man came in trembling "Y. Yes Sir" "Where is the MOM of yesterday's meeting??" He stammered " It must be here somewhere". Ishaan narrowed his eyes "what do you mean somewhere?" "Sorry. Sir I. I will get it now." "Why wasn't it here in the first place?" "I forgot Sir. It was a mistake." "You know I hate mistakes. One mistake can destroy everything. I have no sympathy or place for people who make mistakes. you are fired."

I replied to blow up his fire of anger. "Liam, where are you?" He asked but his tone is abruptly changed. "Italy," I responded and thought but kept my words in my mind, "Welcome Dad. If you are behind this, you will be shot by your own son, whom you ordain and made the Emperor. "Liam..." "Dad," I sighed cutting him off and paused for a while. I continued, "Dad... You know me. Now, I'm the Emperor, so she is the Empress. And you know the punishment of harming the Empress. I will punish the person who is responsible for her state."

He grabs the back of the chair and throws it out of the window, angrily. "Roman," Eliza said, shocked. Imran was looking at him with interest. "I hate yellow and this nasty bag was on my chair," he said, coldly. Eliza looks at him in disappointment. Saliha instantly looks at Sana. "Sana, I can bring that..." Saliha said but Roman interrupted her. "If see that nasty bag here again I will set it on fire," he said. Imran was now looking at him with a slight smile. Saliha gasped.

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

CHAPTER 70 The empire was in disarray. Whoever went into the sanctum did not return the same. It was as if they were mutating into something not human. They looked pale in contrast to their darkened veins, and to everyone’s horror, they began to crave blood. They were stronger and faster than the others. They began to conquer several other places, and whoever they deemed fit was brought back to the emperor and changed by the herb.

A palpable sense of relief emanated from Henry's lips as he exhaled. "They're quite similar... It's just that here, the problems seem more complex, probably due to being in a metropolitan city. There are more cases involving teenagers, such as divorces, drug abuse, and sexual harassment. Corruption among officials is also not uncommon. Compared to Samarinda, the issues there are more related to illegal logging, and of course, many officials are involved," Henry explained enthusiastically. He then patted Cakra's hand with a smile. Henry noticed Cakra's displeased expression when he saw Dave's arrival earlier. Of course, Henry couldn't tell Cakra that Nadine had a child out of wedlock.

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.

They committed that the emperor's regime is weak and the empress' is a impure, that her witchery blood which was turned into vampiric blood later is a disgrace to the empire and therefore the empire and the empress should be overthrown. Nevertheless, the emperor and his allies were able to suppress all these riots for as long as possible, for a considerable period of time. But it did not take long for the situation to worsen, with an unexpected intervening. Even though they didn't need power or war, the wolves' involvement with the Blackville came to the fore in the face of the Celestial Empire because they disdain vampires for staying in power, controlling a large number of their supernatur