Human Empires Novels & Stories

“Did you read this?” “Yes, my prince.” “Oh boy!” without another word, Rudieloff left the room. Oliver was very confused at the moment. Queen Eleanor tapped him on the shoulder “don’t worry. He’s not going to do anything to you. You have my word. Go home now.” Oliver was escorted outside by two guards. But everything that had just happened did not make sense. First, they wanted to ask about Vivienne. Next thing he knew he was reading an old text with a battle so uncoordinated that he could not connect the dots no matter how much he tried. Why would the queen offer him the text given the fact that now he was being looked at as a potential threat to the kingdom. But Rudieloff was visibly angry

Victor Hale’s empire had fallen. And for Adriana Cole the powerful billionaire who had spent years fighting the world alone something far more valuable than victory had finally appeared in her life. Love. A new beginning. And a future she would never face alone again.

I looked at him, my vision blurring slightly. He stood and took a velvet box from a servant, opening it. Inside was not a diamond ring, it was a pure gold family ring. "Isabella," he said, his gaze steady and intense. "This ring represents half of the power of the De Luca family. "I place it in your hands." "From today on, you are not only the heir of the Costa family. "You are also the lady of the De Luca family." I looked at him. At the man powerful enough to shake the entire mafia world, then standing before me, offering half his empire without hesitation.

His hands clasped behind his back. Like a professor delivering a lecture. Like a man completely unconcerned by the danger around him. "The problem with history," he said quietly, "is that people only remember the names on buildings." His fingers brushed against an old shelf. "Dynasties." Corporations. Governments. Families." A pause. Then— "They never remember the people standing behind the curtain." The words echoed through the room. And for the first time, Seraphina understood what the Circle truly was.

Adrian leaned back and took a sip from the glass of water Bill must have ordered for him, "Bill has been an employee for a long time. He's perfectly trustworthy when you have enough money to keep him loyal. That's what everything boils down to in Bill's world, his next payday. I'm a lucrative, tax-free paycheck. He does his job, and I reward him heavily. And he doesn’t have the boundaries that most people in his profession have. Willing to go much further and he’s much quieter. I value his ability to keep his mouth closed." I chuckled and shook my head. For someone as calculating and clever as Adrian, that was a stupid thought process to have. People like Bill don’t have loyalty. The only th

“Due to the birth of the child from the impossible union, the gods of the angels, Ares, showed much displeasure and attempted to harm the child. But that didn’t happen because Atlas did his very best to protect his son after his mother’s death. In the days of Atlas, he became an Emperor after being made supreme over all kingdoms. He became like a demigod. Vampires, Werewolves, and humans coexisted and lived peacefully. Most rulers seek his favor due to the treasures he possesses. He was quite resourceful and ensured progression in every part of the land. However, people still never forgot what he did. Going against the gods and the pacts of the land to satisfy his desires. It had bred silent

The amber liquid caught the dim light like fire. “There are four empires,” he began. “Four crowns that shape the underworld—and the world above it.” Smoke curled from his cigarette as he gestured lazily with his hand. “The first—you already know well. The Black Dragon Empire.” His lip curled faintly. “Your old stomping grounds. Filth in tailored suits. The rot under the city’s skin. They run the dirtiest businesses—guns, drugs, flesh, laundering—and when things need breaking, they’re the hammer. Most of the crimes staining our streets? Their fingerprints are on them.”

Make it so. Raul’s amber eyes narrowed as he watched warriors sparring below. He had built an empire of blood and iron, yet the thought of mortality gnawed at him like a disease. He had daughters now—four of them. Beautiful, fierce, and unclaimed. The Moon Goddess he once believed had cursed him by never giving him a son. But now, he thought, it might work to his advantage to have all these daughters.

would they still be standing here so boldly? It was only a matter of time before I gathered everything I needed to destroy them completely. “Does being president give you the right to steal people’s shares, strip them of their positions, and take over their companies too?” Lucy added sharply. I blinked at her words. That didn’t sound like the Bedfords I knew. It was almost like they were trying to twist the story, make me look like the villain. I wouldn’t be surprised if this whole scene had been planned. “Give us back our company!” Elizabeth snapped.

Learned that empires mean nothing if you lose the person who makes you want to build them in the first place. And he's never making that mistake again.