Empire Of Lust Novels & Stories

It's been five good years yet I'm still deprived from sex and honestly it's been exhausting and emotionally draining. ****** It was past 11:30pm and I stood to go home. After drinking for the longest time, I was very horny…like really horny. I got into the car, half drunk and half aware of what I was doing. I drove back to the Blackwood Mansion. The mansion was still the same, towering amongst all other houses there. Every corner was decorated with ornamental flowers and two guards were always standing at the door. I managed to walk inside trying to hide the fact that I was really horny and not in a good condition.

"This empire is not made of brick or glass. It is entirely made of blood." Lucian's jaw locked. He didn't hesitate for a fraction of a second. His massive, calloused hands clamped brutally onto her waist, violently pulling her flush against his broad, rigid chest. He backed her flawlessly against the heavy mahogany wall of the parlor, crashing his mouth down onto hers in a punishing, desperate collision of pure, unadulterated heat.

"You think I haven’t figured out why you took her? You want the empire. You want the legacy." "I want the girl to live, Adrian!" Marcus shouted, stepping into the frame. His obsession was leaking out, his face twisted with a mix of greed and panic. "Give us the stocks and she walks!" Adrian let out a short, dry laugh that sounded like dead leaves skittering. "Why would I give up an empire for a woman whose father helped ruin mine? You think because I played house with her for a few months that she actually matters to me?" Lila’s heart stopped. The air left her lungs in a painful rush.

“Careful, Santini. You’re on my property now. Surrounded by my men. Maybe show a little respect.” “Respect? You want respect?” I stepped forward. His men tensed. Mine did too. Fingers on triggers. Ready. “You stole from me. That’s not just disrespect. That’s war.” “Is it?” Lorenzo tilted his head. “Or is it just business? You’ve been distracted lately. Weak. Someone had to remind you that the empire doesn’t run itself.” “You think I'm weak?” “No? Then tell me, Enzo. Where’s the girl?”

The static electricity between their bodies hummed at a low, addictive frequency, a silent testament to their joint, absolute sovereignty over the conquered continent. "The first fifty chapters of our empire are officially written, my Queen," Dmitry purred, his molten gold eyes tracking the guards as they began to drag the warlords toward the lower quarries. "The first fifty are only the framework, Dmitry," Natalia whispered, her starlight eyes reflecting the rising afternoon sun as it finally cleared the peak of the Great Divide. "We have an entire continent to teach how to obey, and the Emperor across the sea is already waiting for our arrival."

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

She also read myths, angels, former saints, and the power of the Imperial Family. The current Imperial family emperor is Necephorus Aus Viten, He is the most powerful Emperor in the empire. He married a Saint Empress Aelia Gazelle Placidar and had a son of a crown prince. Elise remembers the wise and cruel emperor with the Saint's loving wife. The author in the book “The Lazy Lucky Princess” describes them as powerful beings that help Alicia after being kidnapped several times. Elise didn't need to write down the date because she fully remembers it like she's the one who wrote the book. Now the most curious Elise is about the book for magic and the Saints.

’ I nod to myself as I open the text again and re-read the disgustingly insufferable language he has used. ‘I can’t believe—Vinayka, he has to be the most insufferable goddamn son of a gigolo on the face of the planet, he knows how much I despise him calling me names and treating me like a slut. I already told him all about it LOUD and CLEAR. I am not Arin, I am Lizzian—The Empress. And what’s up with that awful signature—fuck. He is a dick—He is so infuriating, he is the worse—he is—’