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A message that will change everything. “Your empire… is mine.”

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

He knew the empire was under the support of the illegal industry, a world that could be bigger than the supremacy he made legally. But he waited. Until he could finally rage war against his only enemy. *definition not the noun pertaining to the lowest caste in India. @DEATH WISH PLEASE HAVE A POSITIVE REVIEW! Thank you for supporting my Novel! Also follow me at facebookPage: International_Pen Books You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL

But i want to believe that i can come back i'm with him and we'll have fun together. "You said there are five empires in your world. Each one has a different race living in it. What are they, Rose?" i squeezed his hand and looked up straight to the glowing flowers that i think have just been sprinkled. “The empire of vampires that my father is king, the empire of wolves, the empire of gods and goddesses, the empire of fairies, and the empire of witch. The empire of witches is the most feared destination of the majority because of the strange energy that envelops their place.

Badly. I locked my bedroom door—or at least I thought I did—and dimmed the lights. My laptop sat on the bed, screen glowing with the video I'd bookmarked weeks ago. Hardcore p**n, the kind that twisted my fantasies into knots: a burly stepdad pounding his twink stepson, no holds barred. The twink looked a lot like me—slim, smooth skin, messy dark hair. I hit play, the moans filling the room as the stepdad's thick cock slammed into the boy's tight ass.

To be honest, facing such Super Power, even I were a little bit reluctant to say that I can win, even if I throw Nuclear bomb at the Empire several times, I doubt that it can make a dent on their vast land. But one thing that is good about the Empire is that they were very hostile to the Church of Light religion, as they openly worshiped their own belief, which is the God Emperor, that is right they worshiped the emperor as if he was the god himself. Egoistic and most definitely full of themself, if I might say, but then again I don’t really blame them after all, it was the Monarch decision to shape his society to the mold that he desires. But another matter that made me worry about the Batt

So no one must stay alive unless they’re useful, that’s only when my time to reign comes' Laughing evilly with that thought he averted his gaze from the outside. Then, he started walking out of the room until he remembered the book that he found earlier before his lesson started It was a book containing the olden structure of the empire of Mestia, the long-forgotten empire that was ruined thousands of years ago. Many people that knew the empire wrote their knowledge in a book. Other books were already destroyed, as it was a forbidden book. A forbidden book that was destined to destroy an empire with the knowledge it gives. But because some of them were not found, those that were not found we

And a rich man who waited to revenge. Sean collected influence until he’s ready to strike the Madrid Empire, an *untouchable that no country ever planned to war against. He knew the empire was under the support of the illegal industry, a world that could be bigger than the supremacy he made legally. But he waited. Until he could finally rage war against his only enemy. *definition not the noun pertaining to the lowest caste in India.

“Every empire has cracks. Even the Devil’s. All we need to do is push.” I closed the folder with a snap, my heart pounding with the thrill of it. “And what do you get from this?” I asked, my eyes sharp. The man leaned forward, his smirk visible beneath the shadows. “Chaos.” The word rolled off his tongue like silk and steel. “I thrive in it. Men like me always do.” I stared at him, then stubbed my cigar against the table. Ash smeared like blood across the wood. “Then hear me clearly,” I said. “I don’t want Lorenzo’s death clean. I want it slow. I want to take everything from him, his crown, his empire, his men. And when he’s nothing but dust in the eyes of the world…”

Emilio’s face went pale — everything he built collapsing in an instant. “You ungrateful wretch,” he gasped. “I made you. I decided your fate.” “You did,” I said. “And you turned it into a nightmare.” Nikolai pressed his gun under Emilio’s chin. “Time to wake up.” Emilio’s mouth twitched — a last, pathetic attempt to assert dominance. “You’ll become me,” he whispered. “Violence breeds violence. Hate breeds hate. You are my legacy.” I pressed the barrel of my weapon to his heart.