Iron Empires Novels & Stories

She replied as she thought over what her father said. The Nagoka pack is dangerous and she assumed her father hoped for her to ask for a vacation outside, so that he can get her away from here. Serena had wanted to go on a trip for some time now but she knew now was not the time. She was aware her dad, Jeremiah, was concerned about her, after all the outcome of the whole ordeal cannot be predicted and they are werewolf not sears and one thing all were fully cognizant of was, that pack is a force to be reckoned with and they have some powerful connections. There are some rumors of them having a connection to someone very dangerous, someone even they didn’t dare cross. But it went without sayi

But i want to believe that i can come back i'm with him and we'll have fun together. "You said there are five empires in your world. Each one has a different race living in it. What are they, Rose?" i squeezed his hand and looked up straight to the glowing flowers that i think have just been sprinkled. “The empire of vampires that my father is king, the empire of wolves, the empire of gods and goddesses, the empire of fairies, and the empire of witch. The empire of witches is the most feared destination of the majority because of the strange energy that envelops their place.

When the ship finally docked, Emery got off the ship and stood at the side for quite some time. It was simply hard to process and overwhelming that she had finally arrived at the land of the known tyrant conqueror, Varmore Empire. As her eyes wandered, the first thing she immediately noticed was the clothing of the people. It was totally different. Back in Silex Kingdom where she grew up, even in Realgar, women wore dresses with long sleeves but in this empire, women showed off their bare arms.

Spencer was not able to distinguish if it was a mock or not. Emmette gazed at the overview of the Empire. Thrascias was so huge Emmette could not seem to see the end. It was a peaceful, magnificent empire that is the total opposite of Aparactias. If Thrascias is an Empire of Defense and land of peacemakers, Aparctias is an Empire of Offense where most of the forces were war-freak who only obeys the Ruler. Emmette released a stressful laugh. What iconic places to be ruled by one woman.

He sighed in resignation. "Fine. Stay close and stay alert." Devrim tried to remain calm. Fighting the pirates with Mairwen nearby had been hard enough for the Emperor, but at least he knew of what the humans were capable. Gnomes had powers, and he knew nothing of leprechauns beyond their name. He hoped there was only one of those little red creatures.

The more she thought about it, the heavier it felt… like something was wrong, just out of reach. She couldn’t quite name it. Ten minutes later, the towering outline of the Stellar Grand Hotel appeared ahead, its golden lights glowing against the night sky. Aurelia slowed slightly. Luxury cars lined the entrance. A red carpet stretched toward the grand doors. Everything looked polished… extravagant. Then something caught her eye: a silver Rizmo Limited Edition. Her grip tightened, and she recognized it instantly. Three years ago, when Alexander’s business had just begun to rise, she had quietly used her connections to secure that car for him, one of only a hundred in existence.

She's a bestseller, especially this masterpiece, this one where she, Maiden, transmigrated right now the "Elementals: Burning Metal" She remembered that this story revolves around the feud between kingdoms or Houses. Their feuds began when the west House Zirec began monopolizing the ingredients in forming the strongest metal, Zoiden. Zoiden, as the strongest metal, is used to make different battle equipment such as swords, shields, etc. The house of the north--- House Minders, as a mining kingdom, supplies the raw materials to House Zirec, and that in hand concludes that House Minder's involvement in the Monopoly. The house in the East and South, which is House Edame-- where Pheia lives, and

Instead, Una stood confused as to why Irkal reacted that way. The door opened and the Emperor entered. Una looked at the man intently as he entered the room and the people in the room bowed down. The girl's who had helped her to dress, Irkal, and the two men bowed down to their faces and shouted in chorus. "Long life the Emperor, the blessings of the gods be on the kingdom of Slosalia," they said and they all stood up. "Leave us," Asalan Enlim says dismissing them all.

The medicine had stilled the shaking, replacing the agonizing itch with a cold numbness that made me feel like I was made of iron. The sound of engines vibrated through the soles of my boots as three black armored SUVs tore through the mist of the estate gates, skidding to a halt in a perfect, intimidating line. There was no pack crest on the doors, only a faint, embossed sigil on the lead hood of the weeping eye of the Fallen Empire. This was a mark of the True Bloods.

It was a test of whether I'd fill the silence with something stupid. "That metal doesn't run out," I said. "It's not coal, not gold, not anything you dig until the hole's empty. Pull everything you can carry out this year and there's just as much sitting there next year. Whatever Ironmaw takes from it doesn't shrink what's left. It's the same well, and there's room at it for both of us." "And what does Ironmaw get from a war fought over your family's debts." "Strength that doesn't come from blood or borders. Money the rest of the South will never see coming, for as long as that ground keeps producing, which is forever. You're not doing me a favor. You're building something that outlasts both