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However, Zane preferred the business side, whereas Damian preferred the tech side. Damian came to light whenever he would talk to me about each of their products. He even explained his newest project to me–Evanish. It was a program that worked similarly to Big Brother. A database of sorts in which anyone could be found. His new system worked against big brother instead of the database being used to find people. This software was designed to keep people hidden. Once a name was entered into the database, the system would reverse engineer any information pertaining to a person. So, for example, if I typed in 'Damian Stone' into the algorithm, it would constantly send out false information about

And that means they should not complain about how hard it is after they almost annihilated the scholars that were loyal to the former Wycliffe Emperor. “Can you help me with all of this?” He asked me. There is no loathe in his voice and he didn’t sound as if he is forcing me to do it just because Helena assigned me here. He was asking politely. His crystal blue eyes pleaded at me, making himself look cute. “As if I have any other option,” I laughed at him and then ascended towards the top of the platform to join him on the table and look at the documents in front of him. “Ow! You hurt my feelings,” Emyr grinned at me and then handed me a notebook that had all the information on the Empire’s

"I thought you said the Emperor did not want to be disturbed?" Inal asked stepping back out of the dark room. "The emperor has gone on a stroll and asked that if anyone comes looking for him I should tell them that he doesn't want to be disturbed," Tiartu said. "Mother, I am glad to have found you here, "Aranar Enlim said. Aranar Enlim was the crown prince and he was just nine years of age. He had been looking around for his mom for a while.

"I'll fight him. I'll make him pay, even if it kills me." "Dad, stop." I glanced at the full moon rising outside. "It's time. The little 'gift' I left Liam is about to expire. He'll come crawling back soon enough. With our money and our dignity." It had been exactly fourteen days since I left Silverclaw. The flawed formula Chloe was now using was a time bomb. And the clock had just run out. Marcus didn't understand. But I knew. The imitation "Serenity" I'd left behind was only stable for fourteen days.

It makes my skin crawl. “Remember this, demon,” I warn. “There are ground rules.” His brow lifts slightly. “You don’t touch me. Don’t come near me. This is just a public act, nothing more.” “I’ll do as you say, Assassin Princess,” he replies smoothly. I didn’t believe him for a second. The Ventura never keep their word. “Take her to the queen suite,” Zavier orders.

" Lucian command. Marek was shocked at his tone and to say he had suddenly begun to fear his alpha who is not just an alpha king to him but also his blossom friend. He was so nervous, Marek could feel his hands vibrating. "It's Empusa, my lord," he said out of breath. He did not run on his way here but excessive dread was making him run out of words. "Empusa?" Lucian questioned. "Yes, my lord. Empusa had started making her moves with twenty thousand warriors at her command now" he finally let it out. "Okay," Lucian said as he continues reading the book in his hand and sipping his liquor. "Okay?" Marek asked baffled. Lucien lazily raises his head and gazes at him nodding.

“It is not for us to decide whether fate is kind or cruel, Your Majesty. It is for us to endure and prove ourselves worthy of it.” The emperor let out a quiet chuckle, clearly amused by the exchange. “Well said,” he remarked. “Strength in adversity is a mark of true royalty.” The empress remained silent momentarily, her eyes studying me with a new intensity. Then, as if dismissing the entire conversation as trivial, she turned to one of the servants and gestured for more wine to be poured. Elder Hedwig cleared his throat, returning the conversation to the matter. “The first marking will be an important event, and all of Angenthan’s will bear witness. Preparations must begin immediately.”

“Your Majesty, please don't be angry. In times of war like this, almost all regions require high fees to pay for the soldiers who fight on the front lines. When the war really ends, I'm sure the palace expenses will return-” Marquess Daedalus stopped talking when he felt a cold blade on his neck. When the man looked up, he was greeted by Emilio, who was staring at him coldly. The man looked down on Marquess Daedalus, who instantly stiffened when he recalled how Emilio had easily slashed the heads of those who had opposed him all along.

Marco decided after a moment's thought and nodded. Shortly thereafter, Marco, along with his wife Roxanne and a dozen warrior emperors, set off for Littleton. In less than thirty minutes, Marco and his entourage were flying in the skies above the Carneys' villa. As he gazed at the villa below, Marco had a cold smile as he called out, "Show yourself, Deacon!" Marco displayed scant regard for the Carneys. Being a level eight warrior emperor, he possessed the strength to single-handedly erase the Carneys' existence from Littleton. Furthermore, he had brought along the entire cohort of his family's formidable warriors for that visit.

He looked like a dark god, cut from pale marble and left to breathe. The Vampire Emperor wore a tailored suit in charcoal and crimson. His hair was raven-black, his eyes, not that bright feral ruby my soldiers had, but a deep abyssal maroon. He didn’t sneer or play at being cruel. He didn’t need to. He just radiated an ancient, suffocating calm, way more terrifying than the Prince’s loud explosive temper. He didn’t have to shout over the wind. He spoke straight into my mind. You wield the fire of the earth, little Luna, the Emperor’s voice pressed in, cold and smooth as polished glass. But fire cannot burn a vacuum. If your ghost-ships touch my blood-barrier, your entire armada will be atomi