Empire Of Dirt Ao3 Novels & Stories

(Caines, Terres Somnia) Sitting in a dingy, dark corner in some hole in the wall place mixing all sorts of liquor to try and reproduce the one time he remembered being drunk, was Prince Aaron Condor. How had he gotten here? It was her fault. He had a good thing going until she came and messed with his schedule. Aaron’s days had been so packed to the brim since he got home that he had next to no time to think. That was until Emily paid him a visit, stole all his shit and basically blew up his house of cards, like she had a tendency to do.

His eyes were burning with so much passion that it made me look down at his supple lips and his throat moved up and down, suppressing himself to kiss me in front of all people that is witnessing how the new Emperor of this land made a former princess and a prisoner as one of his respected and adored concubines. It must be too outrageous for Helena, Sera, and Katrina. About Marian, I looked at her and she was not smiling at all. But she gave me a short nod as if she was welcoming me to the club. “Welcome to my Empire, Eodelle Wycliffe… This is what I told you that you are mine. You can’t get away from me anymore no matter what you do…” “I never agree with this b*llsh*t, Aster. But because you

“Power requires witness. Fertility requires sacrifice. And because I want them to see exactly who this perfect young body belongs to now.” He pressed two fingers harder against my clit, rubbing in tight circles until my legs trembled. I grabbed his suit jacket to stay upright. “You’re already dripping for it, aren’t you?” His voice dropped even lower. “My filthy little niece. Been touching yourself thinking about your uncle’s cock while your father was dying downstairs. Such a dirty girl.” A broken moan escaped me. I was so close again right there on the edge from nothing but his hand and his filthy words. Darius suddenly pulled his hand away. I nearly cried at the loss.

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.

Elena, or, to be more precise, Elyria - the Demon of the Water Surfaces, the daughter of the Prince of the Water Demon. They could not love each other: they were eternal enemies. The two strongest Empires constantly fought among themselves, without involving Oer Dakhar, the ruler of the Iri'es'shar Empire, the Ruler of the entire Dark World, into these squabbles, and he himself never interfered in the affairs of these two Empires.

What was her name…umm…’ ‘Ellizzian!’ Her voice drops octaves of depth. ‘Empress Ellizzian! Yes, she is the daughter of the serpent that tried to overstep the bounds of animosity and hatred. And her daughter had to take the scar for all her life. Her husband, Emperor Dhairya Maurya was an asshole and a whore. Lusty bastard! He never loved her. He was involved with the witch.’ Arin emphasizes, blinking slightly. It puzzles me further. ‘So, the lewd was not only greedy–he was a characterless pimp to? And how do you know so much about it?’ I raise an eyebrow at her.

Anyone could walk in at any moment and see us, but none of us seemed to care. There was a certain thrill to it; the fact that we could get caught. We weren't doing anything illegal, but it sure felt like it. "You shouldn't be pleasured after your actions, yet here you are, enjoying it like a good little slut." I literally moaned. I'd thought dirty talk was overrated, but this… this right here was everything.

Together, they were learning how to navigate the chaos, how to fight back against the forces that threatened to tear them apart. And with each passing day, Kael realized something else: the empire was not just the land they ruled. It was the people who stood beside them—the ones who had fought alongside them, who had been with them in the darkest moments. The empire would rise again, not because of its walls or its throne, but because of the strength of those who still believed in it. But that would only happen if they could confront the enemy at its heart—if they could face the darkness that had been planted so deeply within their ranks.

Jake's POV Fucking Emma with my fingers was the best thing that had happened to be that day, far surpassing the excitement I had felt when I had humiliated her the auditorium earlier that day. I enjoyed the way I could make her squirm and moan in pleasure. It added to my own excitement and the unbearable throbbing in my suit pants was a testimony to that. As much as I enjoyed pleasing her with my fingers, it wasn't enough for me. I wanted more. My growing member did. I pulled my fingers out of her and a sound of protest escaped her lips as I took a step back.

Shimao in turn was a scoundrel, as he got involved among numerous traditions, cults and organizations, with the various traditional families that knew his fame, they would never want him near his daughter, the man was easily known by an affinity of disguises. In which there is also a rumour as to stories of his adventures around the world, where he traveled and had several adventures, he never stopped having lovers, meeting women, nor did he stop having children. It was where he seduced an affinity of women, between witches, magical beings and ordinary women, had time together, had sex, when he found out they were pregnant due to their numerous affinities of disguises he ran away never to be