Galactic Empire Series Novels & Stories

If a man wanted to, he could stand up and fight back, he would have a chance, but most women wouldn't. So instead I find their weaknesses and exploit them. Smiling at the next name I go to the club. Walking in I watch as everyone stays quiet. I see Evan look towards the fire exit, moving I rush to block it, grabbing him I throw him back. "What do you know?" "Well, the princess won't be ruling the city for long, that is for sure." He laughs, moving I punch him. "Who took her?" "You kill me you will never know." He smiles smugly. "I was expecting your visit, after standing right there watching them talk and listening, I couldn't wait to watch her empire fall down."

We briefly walked away before turning and heading to Gynem. “So…Beta Penn…do you need a Best Man?” Hunter asked, trying to sound nonchalant. “I suppose I do,” Penn smirked. “You up for it?” “I mean, sure…why not?” “How do we think the Wanix will react to Penn being their Emperor?” Zeke questioned. I shrugged. “Probably better than they would have reacted to Cedric.” *** Serena was the first Wanix to see us when we exited the forest. “The Empress has returned!” She screamed as she ran over to us.

But with his cultivation, he might win. Boom! As soon as he finished speaking, he took action. Terrible momentum swept out of the Immortal Emperor. The starry sky was compressed, and the stars moved automatically to dodge. Around the battle between two Immortal Emperors, even the stars would tremble. Chu Xun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and the momentum of the Immortal Emperor also surged out. Boom! The two forces collided, and the galaxy seemed to be torn apart. A terrifying storm continued to spread like huge waves in the sea, enough to destroy everything.

I sat at my desk for thirty seconds, then I got up and took the elevator to the roof. --- The doors opened and I stopped breathing. The whole roof had changed. It wasn't with normal stuff like flowers or candles. Special hologram machines were set up neatly on the floor. They were small and black, placed perfectly. And above—The night sky was gone. A galaxy moved above me instead. It was like the universe was right there, with stars and colorful clouds of gas and dust shown in amazing detail. It felt alive and moving, as if you were floating in space with the sky wide open. Colors you couldn't even name drifted by slowly.

Walking beside Luca Bennett. Victor was going to enjoy this. Because every empire had a weakness. And Adriana Cole had just found hers.

“I do.” Magnus covered his mouth with one hand, though I noticed the corners of his lips twitch. Even Ragnar looked suspiciously close to smiling. I narrowed my eyes at all three of them. “You planned this.” “No,” Ragnar answered with complete seriousness. “We merely expected this reaction.” Valerian pushed the top book a little closer to me. The leather cover looked older than anything I had ever touched. “The Founding of the Iron Fang Empire.” The second followed. “Political Structure of the Northern Kingdoms.”

"Too shiny. Too fast." "Aethelgard," Aradaa whispered. He felt the cold creep up his spine. "The Empire from across the water. They cut their link to the global network decades ago. They never felt the Reset. They’ve just been sitting over there, growing steel while we learned to grow grain." The ships began to circle, deploying swarms of black, insect-like Harvester drones. The pine-scented air turned acrid. "They’re looking for us, aren't they?" Kaelor asked. He stepped off the porch, his boots crunching in the frost.

The man she'd spent years imagining. The man she'd blamed for everything. The doors opened. The executive floor was quiet. Almost unnaturally so. Floor-to-ceiling windows revealed the entire city. Employees moved with careful efficiency. Nobody lingered. Nobody wasted time. The atmosphere felt less like an office and more like a battlefield. "Your department is down this hall." The HR representative smiled. "Good luck." Then she disappeared. Seraphina took a breath. One step. Then another. The war had officially begun.

"So, let me recap there just for a second," Alexis held her finger to silence the solemn looking Agathus. "The scum-His highness! Was sent to a fake war between the Kaedmen Empire and the Eastern Empire along with his 18 other half-sibling princes, planned by the previous Emperor and the current Emperor of the East? This sounds like a drama." Alexis was now completely immersed in the unfolding story. "That's right." An unexplainable emotion stormed behind Agathus' eyes.

Not the river. A different body of water. Still. Reflective. “You don’t visit the old skyline anymore,” Pierce said. “I don’t need to,” I replied. “Why?” “Because it’s inside me now.” He nodded. Understanding without explanation. Back home, I opened a new notebook. Blank pages. Not for memoir. Not for legacy documentation. For reflection. I wrote one sentence at the top: An empire is not what you build around you. It’s what you refuse to let collapse within you.