Empire Of The Deep Novels & Stories

The two cyan-glowing Vanguard mechs simultaneously drew their massive, high-frequency plasma blades. On the distant horizon, the seemingly calm Pacific Ocean suddenly vaulted toward the sky. The heavens were swallowed by black clouds, and gale-force winds whipped up a hundred-foot-tall rogue wave that slammed violently against the Californian coast. Within that suffocating darkness, a twisted, monolithic shadow—infinitely larger than the Empire State Building—slowly rose from the depths, accompanied by an ear-shattering, low-frequency hum. It was the King of the Abyss. The Nightmare of the Mariana Trench.

“Queen Winifred, you are talking about moving thousands of tons of steel and wood through a medium that is currently being hunted by a god of the deep. The Web is not a highway anymore. It is a spider’s trap. If we step into the threads with that much mass, the Dissonance will feel the vibration instantly. He will pull us down before we clear the harbor.” ​“Then what do you propose, Speaker?” Cassian asked, his eyes flashing with a dangerous silver light. “If you have a better way to reach your precious siphons, now would be the time to share it. Or does the Emperor prefer to watch his empire sink from the safety of his airship?”

of the multiversal engine. "The Empire is only as strong as its 'Connections'," Audrey told the Council as she watched a convoy of copper-hulled tankers disappear into the "White-Void." "If the trade stops, the 'Sovereignty' becomes 'Isolation.' And isolation is where the 'Curators' start to grow back. We have to keep the 'Gears' turning, no matter the cost in 'Soot'."

It sent a shiver down him and from Eloy's expression, he was completely aware of the heat the other emperor was emitting. Eloy came then and his emperor swallowed his essence. Eloy sunk into his other emperor who was nuzzling him and pressing kisses everywhere. He was thankful, for these moments and for his two men. --------------

Anything just so I could rule over the weak. I lean back into my reclining chair, my fingers steepled beneath my chin as I survey the empire I’ve spent decades building. Blueprints, contracts, confidential reports – all spread across the table like offerings at the feet of an altar. And at the centre of it all, the crowned jewel – the very reason why the Anderson empire thrived amongst all its competitors. All my life was in a thin black and gold folder marked Delphinium.

“The empire will destroy you, just like it destroyed everything else. Your rebellion is meaningless.” Nia’s heart thudded against her ribs, and for a moment, she wondered if Eric truly believed his own words. Was he so lost in the empire’s control that he didn’t see what was happening before his eyes? The empire was crumbling, and all the power it had wielded for centuries was nothing more than a house of cards waiting to collapse. She stepped forward, her blade gleaming in the pale light. “You’re wrong. This isn’t about the empire. It’s about us. About what we’ve become—and what we can still choose to be.”

To make the call something we would both savor. I dimmed the lights further and opened a private browser. The site loaded with a familiar pulse of forbidden thrill—videos of couples and more exploring boundaries, bodies entwined in slow, sensual rhythms. I selected one that reminded me of Elias: a man with a similar commanding presence guiding his partner through wave after wave of ecstasy. The woman on screen moaned softly as he teased her with his fingers, drawing out slick sounds that made my thighs press together instinctively.

He only feels the knife striking on his back from David’s cold-gaze. “I’m going outside, sir.” Yami said to Dawn, Dawn eyes winded. Don’t-leave-me-alone—wait! Damn it, Yami. You are dead! “Then let me excuse myself, Mr. President.” Yami added, he turned his back on them and walk outside the office. Even though he wanted to help Dawn. He can’t do anything. Empire is the powerful-business-family in G City. They are capable of doing anything, even it’s illegal, they can cope with that using their money, they can turn your life into ashes if they want to. They are so fucking rich and no one can beat them.

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

Callisto beamed a smile. The Emerald Sea is caught in the center of the Leonhart Empire and the Sylvester Empire. Our Empire has rights in the sea since it is a part of our economic borders, but the Sylvester Empire claims they have historic rights. The Emerald Sea is a habitat for exotic and rare creatures, engraved mana stones and jewelry underneath the ocean floor, and hundreds of uninhabited fertile islands. The dispute has been on-going for more than a hundred years, there is probably no person in both empires that are not aware of the gravity of this dispute.