Iron Empires Novels & Stories

"Tell them the Moretti-Vane empire is opening its ledger. Tell them that the era of ghosts is over, but the era of the Iron Sun is just beginning. We are going to build a global trade council that doesn't rely on shadows. We’re going to build one that relies on us." I walked out of the command center and up the stairs, emergence from the earth into the bright, blinding light of a summer morning. The estate was quiet, the air smelling of blooming jasmine and salt. I looked down at the city. It was no longer the "Golden Empire" of my parents’ era. It was a silver city now sleek, fast, and transparently brutal. The shadows were gone, but the power remained. I reached into my pocket and pulled o

“You thought you were different, didn’t you? Thought you could break free from the empire’s control. But you were always meant to serve it, just like the rest of us.” Ash’s eyes hardened, his jaw set. “I may have served the empire once, but I’m done with it. And you... you’re nothing but a coward hiding behind the empire’s walls.” Eric’s eyes flashed with a cold fury, but he didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he motioned for the soldiers to move in, their weapons gleaming in the dim light. “You always were a fool, Ravenspine. You thought you could change the world. But this is the world you chose. And this is where it ends.”

If a man wanted to, he could stand up and fight back, he would have a chance, but most women wouldn't. So instead I find their weaknesses and exploit them. Smiling at the next name I go to the club. Walking in I watch as everyone stays quiet. I see Evan look towards the fire exit, moving I rush to block it, grabbing him I throw him back. "What do you know?" "Well, the princess won't be ruling the city for long, that is for sure." He laughs, moving I punch him. "Who took her?" "You kill me you will never know." He smiles smugly. "I was expecting your visit, after standing right there watching them talk and listening, I couldn't wait to watch her empire fall down."

It is located at the northwest of the Imperial continent, its eastern border connects to the Northern Realm barbarian land, southeast connects to The Great Phoenix Empire and The south connects to two other smaller empires. Its unique topography made the empire nearly invincible when it comes to defensive warfare. Because of this, The Empire didn't need to maintain the garrison force as much as the other empire and could dispatch most of its force to invade others or fight in a few skirmishes near the border to get some benefit.

AMEIRA is on her way to the convenience store where she works. Everything you need for your home is already there, such as food, materials, and paint. Her hands were in her pockets as she headed to work. She wore a long black cloak, which she used to wear so that she would not be recognized. Maybe she didn't want anyone to recognize her identity because her beauty undeniably grabs attention, she doesn't know why.

explained the Queen. - " You had mentioned in the letter you sent me, that correspondents were already in the world of the Eight Kingdoms. What exactly were they doing and where were they being sent?" - "According to the records of the correspondents, the first ones were sent to Hiviro and he had one objective: to make sure that no one knew of the existence of the Empire and of Thetia Kestle's survival. As the years and centuries went by, the Empire sent them to Edios, Dracoris, Hiviro, Abari and once to Acora. Then, between the 16th and 17th century, the Empire was invaded and colonized by Hiviro. After a century of occupation, the Flaming Army and the Empress Athea Kestle succeeded in defe

No easy way out. “If you want, I can give you a tour.” I turn to find Jero. White shirt, sleeves rolled up. Black slacks. Calm. Confident. Those green eyes watch me with quiet curiosity. “I think I’ll manage,” I say, continuing forward. “You might get lost in this maze,” he says, falling into step beside me. “Wouldn’t want trouble on your first day at the Ventura estate.” “Fine. If you insist,” I say coldly. We walk across the Carrara marble floors. I glance up at the Murano glass chandelier above.

I asked suspiciously, "You hated my father. You spent a decade trying to drive Quinnix Innovations into the dirt. Why would you spend a fortune to free his daughter?" Jared’s hazel eyes locked into mine as he let out a soft amused breath, leaning an inch closer. "Because Amelia, your father is dead, and the empire he left behind is currently being asset stripped by your charming ex-fiancé and your traitorous cousin. Quinnix Innovations is vulnerable and I don’t like leaving things I want out in the open." "You want Quinnix," I said with a frown. "So you dragged me out of a South African prison to do what? Beg me for stock options?"

My husband, Benji Morrison, is a system guide from another world. His mission is to get me pregnant so that I can give birth to his successor. However, although I've already gotten pregnant seven times, I suffer a miscarriage each and every time. "Your uterus has been severely damaged due to the amount of times you've suffered a miscarriage," the doctor explains. I'm racked with guilt. I resign from my job and stay at home to focus on getting pregnant again. When I get pregnant for the eighth time, a comment appears before my eyes just as I'm about to share the good news with Benji. "She's so pitiful. She's nothing but a tool that the male lead is using to get together with his first l

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.”