Clone Wars Embo Novels & Stories

Drizzy gave him a questioning look. Ethan chuckled. He walked past Drizzy to sit at the edge of the table before saying "I'm not hiding Drizz. You will know the night after tomorrow". Drizzy looked confused "What do you mean by the night after tomorrow?" "This" Ethan pulled out a card from the drawer and gave it to Drizzy who collected it with a skeptical look on her face Drizzy took the card wondering where this was leading to. The card was black with an ash ribbon tied in the middle.

“Cute. But you and your pet fiancée just made a lot of enemies. Powerful ones. Maybe you should’ve played nice.” The line went dead. I didn’t move. Didn’t blink. This wasn’t just about business anymore. This was war. And Emery—she wasn’t just collateral. She was the target. And I wondered why they truly needed Emery. What hurt me? Or was it just Tobias playing his game? I have made a lot of enemies from the business world, and l have shot down a lot of companies, but none of them have come for me or attempted to fight back, not even once, but all of them are ganging up against me. Why now. It shouldn't be now. Not now. Not when I now had to weak spot

I asked, my physical calmness couldn't hide the slight trembling of my body. "I'm sorry Ember, but it's either you or my family", he said "And I can't really leave my pregnant wife in this man's hands, I don't know whether she will survive it", he said again, his eyes gaining moisture and his face softened. " Your father placed too much faith in people. And now those mistakes have become too dangerous. I've made my choice, Ember, besides the Deviant clan are paying well for you". My heart dropped. "the Deviant clan?" It all started to make sense.

As Abatrose took the pendant, it suddenly spoke to him in a soft, melodic voice, "Greetings, Abatrose. I am ARIA, your personal AI assistant. I will alert you to any potential dangers and provide strategic support whenever needed." Abatrose's eyes widened in amazement, as he thanked King Niklaus. "This is incredible technology!" he exclaimed, his people gathering around to marvel at the gift. "We have never seen anything like it." With warm smiles and firm handshakes, they exchanged words of peace and hope, their faces radiant with a sense of determination and optimism for a brighter future. As the two delegations merged into a single, unified group, they exuded an aura of curiosity and coop

He called it the Eternity Project, and a great wall of maurium was erected to denote the borders of the new capital, the east gate being sealed to prevent a returning to the old capital and its ruins, and all was peace in Altruon. Even so, a war is raging in the north against Obed, an old enemy of Altruon, whose people have fought them throughout their history. Though, in times of battle there is an opportunity for heroism and men of merit to rise in the eyes of the people of the nations they call home. One such man is a celebrated colonel, a man whose own descent is that of Obed. His name is Tyberion Ibori, and he is the father of a beautiful young girl who, in his absence, has become a blo

She's eager to fight her in any way and get revenge for what happened to her mom. "That's good. I know you could defeat her. Your anger will make you stronger day by day and you will become powerful. So powerful that not even the chosen one could defeat you!" Amira gained more self confidence after hearing what Velion told her. Without thinking that Velion is just using her and anger is not the strongest weapon in the world. For instead of making her powerful, it will slowly destroy her. ******** (Mortal World) After traveling across dimensions, Hermes finally arrived in Citrine. He did not waste time for he knows that the whole immortal world is in chaos right now and he needs the chosen on

There, I saw 3 men sitting on the couch inside his office. “Who are they?” I asked as I turn to Vren with my brows furrowed. “This is Clark, Spencer and Race,” Vren uttered as he gestured his hands to the men infront of us. Clark is the guy with a chinky eyes and cute smile, he look friendly. Spencer is the man who is in a poker face. He look so serious. Almost like Vren but Vren was more intense. Meanwhile, Race has a playful glint in his eyes. One look, I know he is a darn playboy.

Tanya just stared at Ember for a few seconds before heading back inside the kitchen. “Don’t mind her, she’s actually the negative aura in this team, that explains the cold stare and close mouth.” Solana even acted like she was zippering her mouth. Ember smiled at Solana. Ever since the woman entered her room with an organic tea in hand, Ember always feels that she could trust her. Solana took Ember to the young recruits and they watched as one of the Deltas teach them how to dodge an attack with a counterattack. Ember’s heart was filled with joy as she watched the younger ones practiced and listened to their coaches. She can see their passion and fire to serve Bresmont. It just made her sad

"Camilla, you chose your own path. And those wolves… You ruined them yourself. You insisted on using your so-called comforts to strip away their claws. Once they lost their strength, of course, they’d treat you like currency to stay alive. Isn’t that only natural?" Camilla opened her mouth, ready to scream back, but before she could, the three former royal heirs had already stepped forward. They looked at the powerful army of wolves behind me, their eyes filled with jealousy and fear. Knowing they had no chance in a direct fight, the three of them exchanged a glance and made their decision. Without warning, they lunged forward together, targeting Cael at the front. Midair, I saw the glint of

There was no doubt that the young man in front of him was Arkin Dio Amiel Josiah von Clandestine— the one and only crown prince of the empire. Amir felt a sudden chill followed by a slight pain in his temple. He closed his eyes and grimaced from the pain then he immediately stood up when he heard the icy voice in his head. “Retreat.” He bowed at Dio before he stood up and took a step backward. “Forgive my rudeness, but we will need to continue this conversation next time. Dio’s eyes grew wide when he saw that the attackers pulled scrolls from their pockets and tear them apart. Another teleportation scroll was ripped in front of him and he failed to take even one hostage!