Dark Consortium Stellaris Novels & Stories

Xavier shook his head in amazement, “So there are just these utopias out in the world just thriving?” Emmaline shrugged, “Not necessarily. The Consortium doesn’t oversee these cities. It just cloaked them. As I said, the landscape of these societies has changed over the last couple hundred years the same as any other. They’ve just been shielded from the particular brand of greedy interference that’s plagued North America.” “If you knew that this was possible, then why hasn’t Grave Crown joined them?” Liam asked. Emmaline tossed her hands in a duh motion. “If my father hadn’t unexpectedly mated with a witch, much less one who was a current member of the Consortium, Grave Crown would have no a

The Milky Way galaxy was immense, and many unconventional stars proved breeding grounds of highly desirable exotic materials. Natural, due to the special circumstances in which they were formed, they were also notoriously scarce. That meant that the mining companies that exploited these valuable mining areas made a killing. Ves heard a rumor in which a top-of-the-line mech from a first-rate superstate could cost up a trillion bright credits. That was an unimaginable sum of money in the perspective of the Bright Republic, but it would only cause a citizen of a superstate to blink their eyes. In any case, Ves and Carlos talked a bit about their own preferences while casually paying attention t

His eyes were pools of absolute darkness, his sclera was as black as the darkest night, but in the center of that darkness was a point of purple light shining in total darkness. The one on the throne was Zark Ar Zatho, the Dungeon Master and overlord of Damenburg Castle.

[A/N:- This chapter is exclusively for the Beauty 'DUA' and the BEAST 'ARIN' from another dimension. What happens if they meet before the tragedy or Dua never falls into the Dark World or never gets reborn but simply clashes with ARIN KASHYAP, makes him insane for her, and gets married to him? Let's read now] DUARIN:- Shades Of LOVE 1} (MATURE Content 18+) ARIN KASHYAP's POV:-

Darkle laughed with some sarcasm, wondering if he was not afraid when seeing his whole herd had been killed a while ago, and these two were the ones who killed them and no one else. Why not be afraid?? Does he trust his strength to this degree or does he not care about his life? Do you think that Mars and Zayn can't kill him? " Come on, my girl, come forward." NBS laughed at Mars inside him when he saw his father's Mate standing confidently in front of him Yes his father's mate! Because he is not a legitimate son! He is the son of a witch whose father had an illegal relationship with her, so he took the power of witches and the power of werewolves, a hybrid yes.

With the "Entropy-Engine" stabilized, a new subculture emerged from the fringes of the Andromeda-Milky Way bridge: the "Void-Nomads." These were not members of the Guild or the Relic-Hunters; they were the "Unhethered." They were the descendants of those who felt that even the "Living-City" and the "Universal-Foundry" had become too structured, too predictable. They lived in "Hollow-Astereoids," pressurized with recycled steam and lit by bioluminescent moss, drifting in the vast, lightless gaps between the two galaxies.

The "Hard-Reset" didn't just wake up the Rust; it sent a Gravitational Shockwave through the interstellar stock exchange. The Senior Architect was no longer the one in control. By losing the "Feral" experiment and allowing it to "Leak" into the Macro-verse, he had violated the Interstellar Simulation Accords. Within hours of the blackout, the sky over the city changed. It wasn't the white light of a laser anymore; it was the shimmering, iridescent hull of a Class-S Judiciary Dreadnought.

But Sisca slowly nodded her head, as if she was being hypnotized by Jeslyn's gaze. "Why didn't you ever tell me?" Sisca scratched the nape of her neck which didn't itch. "Is that important to you?" Sisca asked. Jes gave a glare. "Yes, I'm sorry," she said regretfully. Sighing harshly, Sisca then bowed helplessly. "You are right. Adam is a mobster, Black Rose. He is the most feared mafia in Continent A. Mastering the arms trade both legally and illegally. But apart from being a mafia he is also a CEO. The owner of the largest property company in Continent A, I'm sure you will know. He never goes to the company because he always works behind the scenes, maybe even all of his employee

She was still sitting by the obsidian pillar, her hand resting on the stone that held our mother captive. "It means we reclaim the raw materials," the Adjuster said, clicking his pen again. *Click-click.* "The carbon, the water, the unspent mana, and the stored data of the local consciousness. We break it down to its base components and redistribute them to more... stable sectors. Andromeda, for example, is currently undergoing a beautiful expansion. They could use your excess water." "You’re going to melt us down?" I asked, a surge of adrenaline finally cutting through my exhaustion. "You’re going to turn five billion people into 'raw materials' because we’re not profitable?"

- Yes, I can borrow some parademons. But you would have to offer me your loyalty, support and your troops when I claim to summon. - Said Kurayami, at the meeting. When they were being funded and supported, heading towards a coup d'état, and not happy with the way they governed, some of them were directly involved. They knew that, directly with the discovery of the lack of food and sources of progress, they were covering up that their planets were dying, a consequence of the overexploitation of natural resources.