Black Onyx Empire Novels & Stories

Ruthless and insatiable for power, he thrived on control, growing more ravenous with every conquest. And now, when he was at the peak of his empire, basking in the wealth and influence he had long craved, Lorenzo Kim had returned. The Kim Clan, once the supreme rulers of Korea’s underworld, had been a shadow of its former self for years. But Lorenzo had changed that. One by one, he was tearing Zane’s empire apart—stealing his contracts, luring away his allies, undermining his control. And now, Zane was steadily losing ground. He ran a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply. “How the fuck do you have no clue about this?” His sharp gaze snapped to Vanessa, his inside woman—the bait he had ski

A message that will change everything. “Your empire… is mine.”

Dad grabbed the nurse, throwing her out of the room alongside himself. "Well-done, Emily, you have accomplished your mission." A sinister scent emerged, a wicked laugh echoing across the room. The once blue sky was now a mixture of black and white with the moon reflecting its radiant image. Wails filled the air as a ray of light fell from the sky, hitting a mountain on the other side of town. I groaned, wincing as my hand was scorched by the flaming book. The pages settled, words in red appearing on the pages. "Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…"

The black onyx stone. “Reinforcements, two minutes ETA!” Tonight’s fight is against the Moonstone pack, a rival pack from the north. Their Alpha, Sebastian, is a power-crazed coward. He sends a group of fighters to our borders, trespassing and then killing any of our pack members that lie in their path, but he never comes to fight himself. Afraid that I might kill him, he stays within the safe confines of his territory, protected by a large group of guards. His obsession is on getting the stone that I wear on my neck and he is not the only one.

I just wish I could see her again. I got called to a council meeting for the Empire leaders. The room was dimly lit, mainly for the vampires. The Empire leaders were all sitting around at desks that formed a large circle around the room. The Kings sat with their mates or chosen Queen by their side. And it's going like it always does, pitiful."That rogue queen Nuala needs to be taken down." Dragen Blackheart said. He and his wife Violet were the representatives of the Blackheart clan. His short black hair was gel straight back and his face was a milky white. His eyes were dark and held no life to them. He wore a long black cloak over a black suit. His wife's long blonde hair was pulled into a

one of the Royal Guard's emissaries said. For eight years, Illarion Black sank the fangs of his power. Kingdoms that want to submit under Anarka's rule will be protected. Still, those who oppose her rule will be mercilessly destroyed by Illarion Black. The black-haired man was the current Black Emperor, the ruler of the entire Southern Continent now known as the Dark Continent.

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

My eyes quickly read the writing in front of me, and my brows started to furrow at what I was seeing. ‘From the rapid increase in the number of the town’s soldiers along with the appearance of advanced weapons on the battlefield, I believe that the town of Amber Leaves has formed an alliance with the neighboring empire and are receiving their help in this war. Samples of advanced weapons collected by soldiers seems to be of the same type that is currently in used by the other empire. With these reasons, I am led to believe that the town of the Amber Leaves has betrayed our empire and this war if not dealt with swiftly can lead to a war between the two empires…’

Until now… “Why does everyone call him that? Is it cause he looks like he hates everyone?” William’s chuckle turned into a short, humorless laugh. “Partly. But mostly because he doesn’t feel. Or at least, that’s what people say.” He leaned forward, so I could see the seriousness etched onto his face. “Noah Blackwood built an empire in a place where the Blackwoods were nothing. He bought out companies for sport. And the people who tried to outsmart him, outbid him, or outmanoeuvre him ended up either bankrupt, or worse—begging him for a job in the ruins of what used to be theirs.”

My reflection was a stranger—thinner, paler, with eyes that looked like they had seen the end of the world. Back in New York, the empire had reverted to its darkest form. Adrian had taken the reigns of Blackwood Global with a ruthless efficiency that made the old Chairman look like a philanthropist. He had scrubbed the "Monroe" name from the letterhead, citing the "fraudulent" will and the "unstable" nature of the former Director. He reigned from the top floor, a king of a hollow mountain, though the stock prices were propped up by fear rather than innovation.