Constantine X Novels & Stories

"Constantine. Cardinal of the Church of Holy Illuminati. Got into an argument with the higher-ups of the church five years ago and was even said to have battled fiercely against the judges sentencing him. He was expelled from the church by the Pope, but not stripped of his title and powers as Cardinal. He's been wandering the world after that and entered Dasha two years ago." "He was allowed to enter the country?"

“Take them away. And take their families as well. Let them all face the consequences of their choices.” General Alistair’s protests were met with stern resistance as the guards surrounded them, their grip unyielding. As they were led away, the once-familiar city seemed to shift under a new ruler’s reign, ushering in an era of uncertainty and change. The legacy of Constantine may have been brought to an end, but the dawn of a new era had just begun, with Lysandra at its helm.

She caught her breath as best she could in two seconds before twisting the iron handle that controlled the plain, unpainted metal door. A voice boomed not too far from the door, loud enough for anyone in the next room to hear, “The Roman Empire was a post Republican period of Ancient Rome and as a polity, it included larger territorial holdings around the Mediterranean Sea in Europe, North Africa, and Western Asia, ruled by emperors. It was founded in 31BC when as you probably all know, Augustus Caesar proclaimed himself the first emperor of Rome. And of course when you can name yourself leader, you don’t just toss the crown to just anyone. Ancient Rome came to an end with the fall of Consta

Valentina looked distraught, while Manetto stared on in confusion. Renata’s hands were white knuckled on the edge of the table. “You can’t be serious, Giovanni. You can’t mean you appointed the murderer of our son as your successor.” “I am extremely serious, and I did. He has shown great characteristics of a leader. He has the loyalty and respect of the men, and instilled fear in those Roman turned against him. He knows when to be diplomatic and when to explode in physical rage. He thinks before he acts, calculates before he moves. He is the best and only man for the job.”

To unify the world, they had to travel south and conquer another major country. They would have to travel through Sangria in order to achieve this. Only after destroying Sangria would they be able to continue heading down south to continue on their conquest of the world. The main hall of the Korinth Palace was magnificent and extravagant. A middle-aged man sat in the highest seat of the council. He was slightly chubby and was about 150 years old. He had slightly tan skin and exuded an intimidating aura. He was the current Emperor of Korinth. His name was Xandalous Korinth, also known as Korinth the Second.

His eyes were fixed on his assassin Alpha and his beta, he knew that it would be his part to become Alpha considering that Knox had no heir or family. “Who?” “The Lycan, his name is Alpha Alaric, and you can check for proof that I wouldn’t do it.” Alessandro said. His eyes were fixed on the assassins that cornered the grounds, and I took a deep breath, knowing that things were going to be exhausting on Aurora if she held onto the barrier for a long while. “We are in a war against the hunters…” “We always have been.” He said, stopping Alessandro. “Only this time we have the Lycan and one of the rogue packs. Lucius.” I said, looking at Ryker who frowned.

To witness me. I stood at the front, beside Alexandro, beneath a giant silver arch twined with white roses and moon blossoms. My hand trembled in his, but he held it firmly—reassuring, unshaken, calm. He looked every bit a king in his white ceremonial robe embroidered with gold and pearl threads. His hair was neatly tied back, his wound hidden beneath layers of fabric and power. He didn't flinch once. Even now, after being stabbed, he stood like nothing could touch him. Miraculously, his wound stopped bleeding and he got a fast healing. 0

Rome, Italy Year 300 AD. According to the decree of Emperor Constantius Chlorus, any man, woman, or child caught worshipping any other god aside the emperor or caught assisting a man of such sort will be arrested and killed publicly..." "Rubbish". "What?" "Sorry?" "You said something". "Ahh, I said how much?" "Five thousand denarii."

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

It was obvious that Vincenzo was driven only by rage and his quest for vengeance, but with that usually comes the ability to see things more critically than everyone else does. He had a valid point. I had heard the tales of Declan the destroyer; how he had massacred hundreds of upperclassmen, including Manuel and Natalue at their own wedding. He had even dissolved the rulership council, right after beheading Councillor Calhoun, the man who served as chief advisor for many Alphas before him. A man like that obviously had no restraint and he had made sure that he submitted to no one, so there was not a soul who could check his excesses.