Emperor's Eyes Novels & Stories

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

“But we must follow procedure.” The man in the hallway shifted his weight. He had been watching the small rise and fall in Elara’s chest. The room held its breath. Elara wanted to tear the folder, to throw the papers out the window and shout at the rain. Instead she sat still and breathed slow, counting the child’s small breaths as if they were steps. A door opened. A footstep sounded. It was a sound she had not thought she would hear again: a measured step that belonged to someone used to rooms with glass and steel.

Every chapter had mattered. But none of them had defined me alone. Pierce found me there as the sun began to set. “You came here for the ending,” he said. “No,” I replied. “For the truth.” “And what is it?” I looked out across the water. “That the empire was never the company.” He nodded slowly. “What was it then?” I turned toward him, smiling gently. “The empire was the woman who refused to disappear.” We walked back home under a sky painted with the last colors of sunset.

Something I'd only ever seen between people who actually meant something to each other. My back pressed against the wall. His eyes flicker with desire. "What are you doing?" I asked. "It seems," he mumbled, "you don't understand emotions." "I understand them fine," I replied, keeping my voice flat. "I just wonder who you're picturing when you look at me like that." His expression shifted and tightened, something darker breaking through the surface. Anger. And beneath it, something that looked almost like pain. He stepped back quickly. Like I was something he couldn't stand to be near.

Ogali’. I pushed my glasses up my nose a bit then I sat down silently. ‘Psst!’, I heard from behind me. I didn’t turn of course. ‘Psst!’, I turned slightly and Beck Jameson was staring at me with his hazel eyes. I wasn’t scared of him like everyone else in school because minus the whole bad boy façade he is just a strangled little penguin to me.

Returning to where Lansford was, I looked at him straight in the eyes. “So why are you here?” he asked. “Hmph! There is no way for me to answer your question unless you tell me who you are first. For a human to know of our existence is just too suspicious.” He leaned back on his seat while maintaining eye contact with me. What was he up to, anyway? Raising an eyebrow at him, he leaned his chin on the back of his hand and shut his eyes. The moment he opened them, instead of his usual greyish pair of orbs, his eyes were now in golden color with a black slit right in the middle. But after only a few seconds, he blinked again and his eyes returned to being grey.

That must be him, his eyes glaring at me as I tare apart his men 1 after the other and my men by my side will do anything to protect their Queen. More and more seem to be piling in and I know more of my warriors are coming too but I need them here intime. Powers have their limits with so many coming at once, then I hear the door crash. A rogue has pounced on a warrior knocking him clean through the door and they stumble down the steps. There is a wave of people flooding down, I am slashing as many as I can but nowhere near enough. Then silence, all the noise just stops. I move to the top of the stairs and fear overpowering me I look down, my love is incredible. The room is lit up with her ye

As the cart disappeared into the darkening roads of Varethis… Far beneath the mountains of the northern territories, a man with golden eyes suddenly stopped mid-conversation. A sharp silver glow spread beneath the mark over his heart. And for the first time in centuries… The Alpha King felt fear.