Lucious Empire Real Name Novels & Stories

At the moment, the New World Emperor, just like every other person, still could not see that Luca’s real identity was the Elysium Gate Sect Master, Darryl. Darryl and Parker both sighed in relief. Darryl looked grateful as he bowed to the New World Emperor. “Thank you, Your Majesty.” ‘Sh*t, although the New World Emperor is cruel, he still has his principles for certain things.’ Although the Empress was not satisfied, the Emperor had spoken, and there was nothing else she could do. At that moment, Sloan leaned closer and said to Yvette quietly, “Princess. Look, Luca has his ways, right? He qualified for the semi-finals for the literary competition again.”

she asked, caressing his cheeks. Lucian pondered on telling her the truth. She deserved to know the truth about me. She would be his wife and that meant they remained truthful and shared everything. He looked into her warm brown eyes. She accepted and loved him for what he was and she will understand when he tells her his past or the fragments of what he remembered, he sighed at the thought. “Prince Lucian Armand Orszak,” he told her his real name. He repeated it several times a day in his mind so he would remember.

Lucian didn’t speak right away. He simply watched. And felt something twist in his chest. Not pain. Not exactly. Something stranger. “Is this a battlefield?” he asked dryly, stepping into the room. Elias spun, his eyes lighting up. “Lucian! We’re building a castle, and I’m the king, and Ayra is the royal inventor, and we’re at war with the Empire of Dust.” Lucian raised an eyebrow at Ayra. “Empire of Dust?” “It’s a long story,” she said, still smiling. “Involves sand goblins, a giant owl, and your missing cufflinks.”

“Yes.” The word struck like a gunshot. Faces paled hearing him. “Mr. Blackwell-” He rose from his chair, slow, deliberate, and for the first time in years, there was nothing cold about him. He was fire. Controlled, yes, but a blaze nonetheless. “I have given this company my bones, my blood, my youth,” Lucian said, his tone smooth but merciless. “I built our name beyond Europe, stretched our reach across oceans. I’ve doubled our profits in less than five years. And if I choose to stake it now,.if I choose to gamble my own empire for one woman then you will not question it.”

"Silas." The name tore from Lucien’s throat, dripping with a venom so toxic it seemed to burn the freezing air between us. Standing on the bow of the extraction boat, Silas Voss offered a cold, aristocratic smile that perfectly mirrored my husband’s, yet held none of his soul. He was a flawless, terrifying reflection of the ruthless corporate tyrant Lucien used to pretend to be.

He asked sarcastically, "Everyone here holds a high position in the government. How dare you provoke our mentor, you brat! This is just ridiculous!" "Oh yeah? And who are you again?" Wilbur asked nonchalantly. The man replied pridefully, "I'm Lucious Hunt, the person in charge of Light Province."

Vivian reasoned that she would be too busy and thus, in case of problems, they had to solve them themselves and send her a detailed report of what happened. It could take several days or more for the matter about her husband to be settled. Vivian was not sure when she could access her emails again, but it was better than not being in contact with her managers at all. She entrusted checking her businesses to her personal assistant. Thankfully, she had hired reliable people. Her personal secretary, named Hotaru Rei Xi, was a very reliable person. Hotaru was half Chinese half Japanese. Vivian met her several years ago and hired her. Hotaru had shown a strong work ethic and proved to be extremel

With the addition of her incomparable beauty, she was the perfect woman for them to go after! Lucius downed his glass of wine in one gulp. He walked over swiftly and said to Faye, “Hello, Ms. Carter. Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Lucius Drakos from Eilam Realty. Since you are the chairman of Neotech Lighting Co., I believe that there will be plenty of opportunities for our companies to work together from now on.”

Luke took a seat near us. “I take it that means… you’re members of White Moon,” Luke said slowly. “I… thought when I first saw you, but I didn’t…. I couldn’t let myself hope that.” I exchanged a stunned glance with Duke. None of this was making any sense. There was no "Luke" on any of the paperwork we had seen so far. And now, this woman, who claimed to be our cousin, was calling him "Uncle." “I’m… confused.” He smiled. “My real name isn’t Luke.” His voice grew tense as he met my gaze. "My real name is Lucian.”

He could not see or hear anything around him, and he could only see a handsome prince sitting on his enormous throne, and staring at him intensively. As for Lucian, he was as surprised as him because Axel's beauty was different— from all the fake faces he saw earlier. Axel was real. His soft brown hair was surrounding a handsome face with two large brown eyes and pink lips. Lucian cleared his throat after he woke up from his trance. “What is your name?” he asked. “Axel, Your Highness,” the young man answered shyly. “Well, Axel, what do you have to offer?” Lucian asked. “The other candidates offered me gold, silver, diamonds, rubies, and sapphires. What do you have for me?”