Imperial Handbook Mga Nobela at Kwento

The handle turned before she could answer. Daniel Thornfield. Her father. He stepped in, closing the door behind him. There was something about his presence that commanded the room, the kind of authority that didn’t need words. Even now, at his age, Daniel Thornfield was a man who could crush empires with a single decision. And right now, he was here for answers. "Care to tell me why my company is being run like a battlefield?" His voice was even, but the undertone of disapproval was unmistakable.

eyes shining with anticipation she looked up ,a crazed and maniacal look in her eyes " You are finally back , Darling ?" Goosebumps broke all over my skin when she reached for my wrist and tugged on it , it was a simple action the slightest bit of skin to skin contact but it was enough to twist my stomach in disgust . I tugged my hand away from Helena , wiped it clean and for the hundredth time of the week said it again " I'm Jacob ..not Dante , I'm not your husband "

"Um...I said...hm I can't think of anything that rhymes with paper to save myself from this. Pleasure to meet you. Immense pleasure." "The pleasure is all mine, Empress." "Then give some to me." I bit my lip. "Empress Zelda aren't you going to officially introduce me to your handmaiden?" Hunter asked. "She's not a handmaiden, she's my Royal Vizier. This is Posy." "Pleased to make your acquaintance, Alpha Hunter." "She is not one of you, and yet holds a high rank? This is a very strange kingdom." "Probably because they let women be in charge." I stated.

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

“It is nothing. It will air dry on its own.” “You will catch a cold,” He stated, his brows drawn in and his features deepening. I held his gaze, then found myself smiling in amusement. “Can you hear yourself?” I arched a brow. “Werewolves do not catch cold.” I stated as a matter of fact. “I think you may have stayed with humans a bit too long, you are associating us with them.” The Imperial family, despite being strong and formidable beasts in the supernatural world, have as much influence in the human world as well under the guise of businessmen. That is how they all the more flourish, and get money to cater their lifestyles and the kingdom as a whole.

He shrugs his shoulders like he sees me as nothing. "Please do not call me little princess again!" I find that worse than these guys staring at my damn body and drooling. Little princes! Who the hell does he think he is? "Is my conception of you wrong? If it is, please just say, but we all knew your mother was the queen and didn't get her hands dirty, and we all know you will follow her steps." "Mr Lewis, your conception is very wrong and off. You used the power of my name for immunity recently yet have the guts not to pay?" I look at him, trying not to get into an argument over stupid things right now, like him seeing me as weak.

Kate asks. “Easy talk to them. Imperials have the ability to communicate with nature in a way that we do not. You can communicate with your ancestors and other imperials. All of you are linked in your mind and in nature. It is a really cool thing, but it can be dangerous. There are no secrets among the imperials,” Karen says. “Wait, so I can communicate with Lester and see what in the hell happened to him?” Kate asks. “Yes, I am sure his pack is already on the way. No need to notify them, Erick,” Karen says.

They were wizards, in Kade’s eyes, of making the world of the rich and powerful dance to their tune. He was too young to remember a time before Sinclair and Associates—their first, noisier, more public child, in a sense. By the time he was born, the empire was firmly established, its roots sunk deep in the foundations of the city. It wasn’t until he was a newly-minted teenager that he understood the full nature of what it meant to be at the head of that empire. What it meant to be a Sinclair and to carry so much power, so openly in his name itself.

After a drive of half-hour - Brianna and Selene arrived at Imperial Inc. Brianna opened her mouth in 'O' shape. She was amazed by the tall and proud building standing opposite her. A small gasp of awe left her mouth as she had never seen Imperial Inc other than in photos. Imperial Inc was known as the heart of the country, and the person who ruled it was the business king, no one can defy him unless they want to die. "Gosh! Sele this is fucking amazing." Brianna yelled in excitement. "The higher this building is, the more secrets it has beneath it." Selene subconsciously murmured, gaining the attention of Brianna.

he said. He gestured at the book in my hand. "That's the handbook, it's gonna guide you on what to do and what not to" I simply gaped at him as he speaks, like where is his car driving to right now? Time immemorial? Is he really an immortal like the books say? Doesn't that mean he's hundreds of thousand years older than me? Crap! My mate is an old man, not just an ordinary old man -a very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very old man.