Instant Empire Book Novels & Stories

“It will look like administrative crisis.” Dominic’s jaw tightened. “They’ll undermine supply chains.” “Yes.” “Or incite border disputes.” “Yes.” “Or discredit us publicly.” “Yes.” His voice lowered. “You sound certain.” “I’ve studied empires,” I said softly. “They expand by convincing others that resistance is foolish.” “And how do we counter foolishness?” “By making resistance look profitable.” He almost smiled at that. Two weeks into the three-month window, the first tremor appeared. A shipment of iron from the Southern Marches failed to arrive.

-- We ate some foods that we saw sa mga stalls, pagkatapos ay nag-palit kami ng pambahay na damit saka kami dumiretso sa library ng dorm. "Ito." May inilapag siyang libro sa harapan ko, kulay luntian ang kulay nito at halata ang pagka-luma, ngunit hindi ito gutay-gutay. "Nakakapagtaka naman at ikaw lang yata ang walang alam sa imperyo." Imperyo? Why didn't mama and papa nor my grandparents tell me this kind of thing? "The Mironian Empire." Ito ang nakalagay sa first page.

Then proceeding to properly fixed his posture sitting in the bed as he leaned his back on the walls laying his feet on his soft comfortable bed 'I knew from the start when I've read this book, our empire was already bound to ruins because we were never really free from the ruined empire Mestia who owned the empire first. That's why the reason that this book is being destroyed in the first place is because it can lead to mass confusion as well as history distortion' He thought as he rested his head leaning it on the wall with his upper body against it covering his lower body with his blanket as he resumed reading the book

It seemed the old man's threat was taken very seriously. "Open the gates. And fetch some horses for the Emperor and the young prince." After walking determinedly for almost 45 minutes, the huge and majestic city gate appeared before them. It was the capital city of the Empire that lay in the south of Kelan- the capital city of the Eternal Empire, Emperor City. Large walls that easily dwarfed any giant, and a heavy gate that was impervious to attacks by all those below the profound realm, this city was near impenetrable. It finally made sense why assassins found it so difficult to get in, and why the Emperor was so certain that Morgana would only be safe inside the city walls. The Eternal Emp

Tim managed it the way he managed everything, by not allowing it to interrupt the surface of things, but Daniel could see it underneath, in the tightness around his eyes and the way he had been checking his phone more frequently than usual. End of the week Tim had said. It was Thursday. Daniel looked at him for a moment and then looked at the bookshelf and said, “What are you reading?” Tim looked up. “Gibbon,” he said. Daniel looked at him. “You’re reading the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire for fun.” “For the third time,” Tim said. “It’s not for fun. It’s for the patterns.” Daniel stared at him. “The patterns.” “Every empire fails for the same reasons,” Tim said. “Overextension. Intern

“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.”

I was in the study handling business when my assistant handed me a photograph. In it, Henry’s mangled, bloody face stared up from a New York street, his eyes wide open in death, grotesquely lit by a streetlamp. Looking at the photo, I felt nothing. To me now, he was nothing. Less than nothing. I casually tossed the photo into the roaring fire in the hearth beside me. I rose and walked to the massive floor-to-ceiling window. Outside lay the vast Vitiello estate, and beyond it, my own new empire, just beginning to rise.

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

A message that will change everything. “Your empire… is mine.”

“Let him look. After all it is the first time, he has seen the Imperial City. The city seemed to glow with its white marble buildings and great bronze and brass walls. Towers climbed up like a forest of stone and glass. A great bustle of people came and went in their daily routines all through the streets. Myllyof looked at Termâs and Jullious. “I think I’ll handle this.” He walked back to where Yvayn stood and turned. Standing beside his son he looked at the city before their eyes and tried to imagine what it would be like if this were the first time, he had ever seen the Imperial City of the Menians. He began to smile and stepped closer to Yvayn. “Amazing site, isn’t it?” He put his arm ar