Hakeem From Empire Age Novels & Stories

a voice barked. Zane jolted upright, his wig nearly slipping sideways. His instincts made him reach for a gun he didn’t have. His hand twitched toward his hip before he remembered it was a sword, not a pistol. He didn’t even know how to use this one. Wrong century. Wrong life. Standing in the doorway was Kim Insoo, captain of the guards, his brows knotted, chest heaving like he’d just run across the palace. His sharp eyes swept across the room, landing squarely on Dr Tae.

It was time to end it all. - "Helena Stocker, I am Thetia Kestle, daughter of Duke Hughes Kestle and Duchess Mary Kestle, the younger sister of the Emperor, His Majesty Harlan VI, so I command you to lower your voice and behave properly in my presence. Your inappropriate gestures towards myself and my friend Marie will be severely punished" I explained to her, with my arms crossed under my chest. Finally, she began to realize her mistake.

Apple teases. Rae laughs out. “If you want to come out, I’ll set the two of you up in a box...” “Thank you, I know you didn’t want to speak about this, but we wanted to know what happened two years ago, did you get help?” David asks. Rae tilts her head to the left and pulls a face.

"Nice to meet you, Xasha of the Falling Stardust, I am Ka ah Hui Bi, chieftain of the Carbonemys tribe of the Blue And Endless Valley Of Tortured Souls." "I also send my greetings I am Blu Ma Hue Queen of the Harpies and leader of the Nive Blood Moon Army." "I am Jack, the young master of the Abyss Wind Emperor Clan of the Endless Abyss. I am also the leader of the Darkness Conference." "Nice to meet all of you seniors, we got off on the wrong foot earlier. But none of you can blade me, not after the stunt you pulled. This is not a test of character, anyone of you would have failed this test yourselves."

"And you are of the assumption that my conversation with your master would be different?" "I can't say, sir," Hakeem responded. "I know there was some liveliness in my master's voice when he spoke about you to me. I could see how pleased he felt when he mentioned your name. He even said something about knowing you since the sixties. I thought he was drunk with excitement when he made that statement because you can't know someone for over fifty years and still look like someone who is yet to reach forty. Master looks so young just like you. His compassion for humanity makes him think he will never grow old or die. When I mention death to him, he reacts as if it is something that he is never g

Loyalty often followed bloodline. But this—This changed everything. His own father had left a contingency plan behind. The arrogance drained from Luca’s face, replaced by something sharper—unease. His eyes landed on me. And suddenly, he looked like a man grasping for something to hold onto. “I admit I’ve made mistakes,” he said quickly. “I may have gone too far recently, but that doesn’t mean you replace me with someone who has nothing!” His voice rose. “I still have the Kane backing. The one and only Kane heiress is my Donna.”

Ahi-Empire! A name to conjure with feelings, dread, and memories. And as a kid, I’d heard it mentioned, by my father, the Alpha, and others. Every one of them had a different version. Every version was unique and fascinating. However, there were never mine. To date, four years past the acquisition and merger—I still have to draw my very own version. ‘Make sure you keep an eye on her. I too want to deny the shreds of evidence, Bhaan. But certainty would especially confirm what facts don’t.’ Subhaan and the wolves had told.