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I turned and walked toward the Gulfstream G650 waiting on the tarmac. Just as I reached the stairs of the jet, I heard the frantic roar of an engine. A beat-up car came screeching onto the airfield. Security tried to stop it, but it was too fast. The door flew open and a woman with wild, tangled hair jumped out. It was Eliza. Five years in the slums had shattered her. Her face was a wreck, her eyes burning with a mad, desperate hate. She was holding a gun. "THIS IS YOUR FAULT! ALL OF IT! YOU RUINED ME!" she shrieked.

I brushed off my thoughts and went scanning other books. But before I did, I look on my surroundings. There are a few students who were reading just like me. They are also wearing casual clothes for the meantime. No way, I'm going to stay here alone. Who knows ghosts or that shapeshifter might popped out here? I sighed out of relief and went back reading. "The History of our World," I read the title written in the ash gray book cover. This is the World of Tempest. It is once a dark turbulent, stormy continent everyone might see.

Not with shock. Not with anger. But with something softer. Respect. Outside the building… The sirens were getting closer. Police lights flashed through the windows. Daniel checked the final system message. “It’s done.” Emily looked at the screen one last time. Because the empire that once ruled the world… Had just been reborn. And this time… It belonged to someone who had never wanted power at all.

Then: "I want them lining the edge of the Empire State Building." A faint smile touched her lips. "And I want them begging for the jump." Deep in Alexander's chest, a low, blood-hungry rumble reverberated. The sound vibrated through the cabin. Outside, Manhattan glittered beneath the storm clouds. Unaware. Unprepared. The storm had arrived. And this time, it wasn't coming for the city. It was coming for everyone who had dared challenge its queen.

A shower and change of clothing are in order before I pick up Ava. I fight the urge to send multiple apologetic texts to Ava’s phone as the day passes. I make a quick stop at the condo, Ellie lets me in and then I swing by the book emporium for something special. Ellie had informed me there is a new murder mystery book out that Ava is dying to get her hands on. It just released a week ago, and she hasn’t had a payday to splurge. The shopkeeper is happy to see me, as he apparently doesn’t get a whole lot of new faces in his building. I ask for the book and wait. “I have one last copy, but it’s a hardcover and signed by the author, so it’ isn’t cheap,” he says, locating the book in question be

She shakes her head, "it's just that this isn't how I imagined it from the books. It's a lot slower." She tells him. "Oh well, I guess our journey ends here. I don't have that kind of patience for naive girls." I said dismissively. She broke out into sobs and ran off. I look at form leaving. "Well that goes my chance of getting laid tonight." I say to myself disappointed. "Her kisses were terrible though." I say trying to comfort myself. "Well well well,

he said as a way of alerting her that he was there. Talking without announcing his presence was one of the things that Emperor Claus regretted right at that moment. Not only did Emery let out a scream but the book she was reading vanished from her hands and went flying towards his direction. The ending? It hit him right in the face. With the book’s spine landing on his forehead and nose, his vision went blurry for a moment, causing him to stagger down. Emery, on the other hand, could hear nothing but the deafening beats of her heart because she was not just caught red-handed but she was caught by the emperor himself. Running away would make her actions even more questionable so she pulled he

With the blow of the wind, he gave the impression that he would disintegrate into nothingness. James walked toward him and greeted him respectfully, “Grand Emperor.” Emperor Jabari was playing chess with the Spirit Tool. Putting his chess piece down, Emperor Jabari glanced at James and said smilingly, “Come and have a seat.” “Mhm.” James took a seat. Emperor Jabari said, “James, I can sense a storm brewing on the horizon. You might bring about a great catastrophe. I predict that this catastrophe will be related to the Ancestral God Rank Elixir that you’re searching for. With your current strength, there’s no way you can resolve this crisis.”

--- Burning Empire Chapter 1 Matteo’s heart hammered like a drum as he slipped through the crowded streets, clutching the small leather pouch tight beneath his coat. The city buzzed all around him — neon signs flickering, voices shouting, music pounding from nearby bars. But Matteo barely heard it. All he could focus on was the pounding in his chest and the sharp, cold weight in his pocket. This was it. His first real score.