Conquests Novels & Stories

he said, his voice clipped and decisive. “Your guy?” I asked, my curiosity piqued. A sadistic smile touched his lips. “Actually, a friend I made abroad. He’s in the country for his wine business. Miller Enterprises is currently sponsoring some of his ventures.” My brows furrowed. “A businessman? How can he help us with… this?” I said refusing to believe he was going to involve some foreign business man into this dirty deed. Alex chuckled, “His name is Dante Giordano.”

The drones were in pursuit. “Stop… stop… surrender the adrium in your possession. You cannot escape,” came the cold, repetitive chant of their synthetic voices. The man wasn’t alone. Another desperate soul tried to pocket a shard of adrium, despite the well-known truth; all adrium was claimed property of the Citadel government. Still, in the ruins, some were willing to risk it. Underground mercs and black market dealers bought it off the desperate, those too reckless or broken to care about the consequences. Whether they were caught stealing or just too visible trying to sell, the result was always the same: an ugly, bloody scene.

Vance spoke first. "They used the word disposition in a formal declaration," he said. His voice was flat in a way that was different from Derek's flatness. Derek's flatness was control. Vance's was anger stripped of every unnecessary component. "That word has a specific meaning in Blood Kingdom law. It is used for property. For disputed territory. For livestock." He set his copy of the letter on the table. "They called him livestock." Nobody disputed that. A senior warrior named Aldis, who had been one of the first to question my presence and one of the last to stop questioning it, said, "Seven days is not enough time to mount a full defensive mobilization."

“Mom it doesn’t matter how long it is, I hate him.” Krist has just got news about his cousin will be staying with them Friday through Sunday. He isn’t at all pleased because the two do not and never did get along. Ever since they were little, his cousin has been very competitive with him and always dominated him in everything, and no matter how much Krist tried to keep up, his cousin seemed to win every title known to man. And he also seemed to take away anything that Krist had, whether that is something small like a toy to, something large like an actual friend. This type of relationship never changed and only got worse. It also doesn’t help that his cousin lived closer now that he was livi

Natasha recalled that Sandra had once mentioned her boyfriend “Any problem?” Sandra asked “No problem at all” “Summer I hope you know that this is a big deal. If you want be the best you have to think like the best. The top ten businesses are determined by the performance of the businesses in s year. You may not end up winning but I trust you. The Channing’s and the rest has been in the game longer than you but I hope you can represent the Vanpett’s well.” Mark briefed his daughter “The Channing’s should be your biggest rival. It was always us against them in a not so friendly competition.” Tasha was reminiscing about the old days. Those were their glory days. It was only a matter of time fo

Conqueror... A title only meant for people who strive to reclaim the lands from the monsters to humanity. The Conquerors are one of humanity's hope including the adventurers. Conquerors command the people to their glory to reclaim the lands. No Conqueror could have achieved the feat of conquering the lands on their own without an army and no people can achieve conquering the lands even with superior numbers without the lead of a Conqueror. The way to gain the title is by achieving great feats in countless battles and polishing your skills. Harder than being an adventurer could do.

The crowd erupts in a chorus of cheers. When the cheers die down, the King suggests that they charge against and overpower the Emperor now that he is retreating. Conquering the Emperor’s army ensures a great victory for Dion and all the conquered kingdoms in the region. The king encourages whoever is interested to join in the pursuit, keeping for themselves whatever loot they acquire from the chase.

The girl, who prided and found pleasure in coning sugar daddies with her late boyfriend. The fifteenth law of power…All great leaders since Moses have known that a feared enemy must be crushed completely, if one amber is left alight, no matter how dimly it smolders a fire will eventually break out. More is lost through stopping halfway than through total annihilation. The enemy will recover and will seek revenge. Crush him, not only in body but in spirit.

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" I tried to gaslight my own mind. After all, he was very handsome. I bet he already has many women groveling over him. I don’t think a man with that status would waste his time for me. Marc started ranting like a father, stating advice that tingles my eardrums. He also explained the terms of our contract regarding the mission and said that I would only receive half of the reward. But our little chitty chat was interrupted as we all noticed someone’s, no, a few people's presence nearby. "Duck!" Marc’s panicking voice lingered in my ears. "What the!" The rain of bullets interrupted the word I was about to say. "Oh damn it, my garden!" I screamed in annoyance, then pointed my gun, trying to fi