He Killed My Dog, So I Took His Empire Novels & Stories

“This is just the beginning. I’m taking back everything that should’ve been mine. Your place as Donna. The Kane money. All of it.” Her grip tightened. “If it weren’t for your cold, disgusting mother, mine wouldn’t have died—she couldn’t even afford to see a doctor. She deserved the Kane name just as much as you did.” That was it—the line Annie should never have crossed. Bringing up my mother, then calling her disgusting. I turned sharply, trying to pull free. Annie held on. I pushed harder—And suddenly, she let go. She fell backward, hitting the floor. I stumbled too, catching myself against the chair.

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

“Why are you pretending any of this affects you? You don’t care about killing people. You haven’t since you murdered her. You acting as though you’re torn up over it is just sad and pathetic.” “You know, killing her wasn’t easy? It was my first time and I was scared and nervous. But then I thought of all the things I could accomplish. How I could prove my father wrong if I went through with this one murder. That you would see that I could be so much more than just an Emperor. That you would respect me.”

“You did the right thing—distance protects the board. It protects you.” Adrian thought of the papers she had signed. He thought of the hole that lived in the middle of his chest when he remembered how she used to laugh. He told himself that was something to bury. He told himself there was no choice. Still, there was a voice, thin and raw, that crept up when he was alone. He walked to the window and watched the city breathe. He imagined a small life moving in another house. The thought hit him like cold water. He turned and left the office.

he shouted snapping me out of my trance. I hoisted myself up with the help of the bars, climbing slowly. The gates were so high, and I was scared to look down. A quick glance down and Emikio’s head was there, his entire body pent up with energy. I couldn't afford to lose him again.. I climbed quickly when the first man holding a dog burst clearly into my sights. He shot the man dead first, and the animal rushed at him, teeth barred. “Emilio.” He killed the dog and looked at me angrily. “I said fucking move. Do not be stupid, go.”

Blood trickled out the Emperor’s mouth. His eyes bulged, unable to comprehend what had just happened. He could not believe that James dared to kill him where he stood. “You…” With hateful, bloodshot eyes, the Emperor shrieked in denial. “I’ll never forgive you, James!!!” “Haha…” “How dare you spill my blood at the Johnston estate?! Once I die, you’re going to follow soon after. I’ll see you in hell!” As if irritated by the Emperor’s tirade, James pulled his sword out of the Emperor’s body.

I added without lifting my gaze from Emmy's pouting lips, her dreams making her moan softly in the car. "Ok, we are here.. we can take her in." The older of the males announced, turning to face me. I was mid-way through unbuckling Emmy's seatbelt when I paused to look at him, my brow arched as a snarl played on my lips. "You gonna manhandle her out of my arms?" I asked, his lips pulling tight in disgust. "I mean, if you killed him, that would count as like... three kills.. right?" His friend and soon-to-be eyeless wolf grinned, nudging him like the day's events were just a fucking game. People had died!

Alexander was her masterpiece; she had meticulously molded him into the perfect heir, and she wasn’t going to let a mere dog ruin her plans. He was the future don of the Knight empire. He would take countless lives as he grew older, and this would be the first step. If he couldn't kill a dog, then all her time and effort would be wasted. The dog had to die— no matter what. Smack! Alexander’s face snapped to the side, and he blinked in disbelief, raising a trembling hand to touch the cheek his mother had just slapped. It stung. It hurt. “I won’t repeat myself, Alexander Knight! Kill the damn dog, or you’ll regret it.”

Blood began to pour out. "Isla!" Silas was stunned. He stared at Emily in disbelief. "You… you bitch! How dare you hurt her?! I’ll kill you!" Nonetheless, Emily just smiled—a terrifying, twisted grin—with the knife still clenched in her fist. "Please. You’ve hated that disgusting mutt this whole time. I saw how you’d rush to disinfect your hands after touching her. I just did you a favor. It’s just a dog. What are the cops going to do? Arrest me for killing a pet?"

My roommate, Jessica Miller, kept a pet dog in our college dormitory. Out of consideration for everyone else, I bought her a crate and told her that letting the dog roam freely would frighten the other residents. She lashed out at me. "Chloe, how selfish can you be? Would you like it if I locked you in a metal cage? I've had him for years. He doesn't hurt people, so stop worrying over nothing." During a dorm inspection, her dog suddenly lunged at the dorm supervisor. I desperately pulled the dog away, but the supervisor was still left covered in wounds. The incident went viral online, yet Jessica claimed that I was the dog's owner. My other roommates were threatened into silence, while