Lucious Empire Real Name Novels & Stories

As it stood now, Lucian was the undisputed, legally recognized king of the Moreau Empire. "Wow. Wow," I said. It was a win, so yeah, but Rosalyn and Duncan wouldn't stay down, so it wasn't completely a win to me. But it was still progress. The glasses clicked softly, and we cheered. "To us, to the new empire!" I gulped down the drink, and our lips crashed together passionately. For a thin second, I felt everything was okay. Time bled for me, and the night wore on. I slept peacefully in his arms after a whole long day of fighting and getting high on booze.

Better that than betrayal bleeding through his council. Better her fury than his empire’s fall. Lucien adjusted his cuffs, his every movement precise, controlled. He walked toward the door, his reflection in the glass severe, untouchable. The lover in him had wanted to give her power. The lord in him had buried that impulse alive. As the weight of the house shifted around him, as the men gathered in the boardroom to await his command, his thoughts sharpened into a single, lethal truth: Whatever secrets Emilia Romano hides, they will belong to me before she touches my empire.

Noah couldn't hold his chuckle anymore as he said, "Because first, I am a Royal of Anchancia, sire Selves' son. I am Noah Hilda Selves Xinlin." Lucious's eyes went wide but he covered it very well, not from Noah though, and he added again, "Second, because you can't kill me. I am a sky type and that too I am personally trained by King Julio." Lucious this time didn't say anything but attacked him. As his sword swing making Noah jump back to dodge, he looked at him with distaste. Noah said, "Ooo, a very good dodge."

“Yeah, for a moment, I thought I was seeing things, but it was true.” “So the rumors were all true? Luciano, you asshole!” Damon cursed, clenching his jaw, as anger washed over him. All these while, he had thought that Luciano was going to get over being a loyal follower to the late Emperor, but his thoughts seemed to be his own illusion. Not only was he very much a follower, he was also bent on going against anyone who isn't an ally to the late Emperor, even to the extent of getting the Emperors’ look alike.

Linus gritted his teeth, "I heard honor soldiers call you by the name." "Very well, I'll state my desire. I seek my brother, the past emperor, I think he's the finest breed of bloodsuckers you have ever seen." "Your brother is long gone, you should rest also and take care of your kingdom." "Aah, so you do know where he is," Lucius took a threatening step forward, "tell me. I've been asking a lot of bloodsuckers around and I just seem to lose my temper when they try to play smart."

“We sit in their cages.” “Look, Mr… whoever you are. I appreciate the nostalgia trip, I really do. But unless you’re here to slip me a file baked into a cake, I’ve got a twenty-to-life timeshare to get back to.” “My name,” he said and the room seemed to get colder, “is Lucius. And I am a liaison for The Glimmer.” Oh. Shit. The name hung between us. The Glimmer. The secret government of our secret world. The folks who made the rules we actually had to follow.

I demanded, leaning against the wall. “I can't” I narrowed my eyes. “You don't have much of a choice, Leo. If you don't tell me, I can dig into your mind and find out by myself” He shook his head. “It's not that I don't want to, I can't. None of us know anything about his personal life except that he owns DeLuca holdings which is just a cover for several of his illegal businesses” I paced slowly in front of him, deep in thought. “Why does he want me and Alex dead?”

You must take it; you don't have to desire it, Antonio remarked. "Allow me to clarify, Antonio. Antonio's son Luca said with a deadly calm voice, "I do not want some whore you purchased. That word stung, now. It brought up spooky recollections for me. I slumped, relying on my two guys to support me while I fought back a panic attack. I inhaled gradually. The timing wasn't right now, Lucy. You're free, right? You're done. Breathe, breathe, breathe. Although I see how pitiful she is, our mafia owns her. She's worth billions," I found it perplexing. "Explain," Antonio commanded.

looking all frightened, and loyal. My brother…Lucius, always had a talent for turning a home into a kingdom, and a kingdom into a prison. I dropped the cigar and dragged a finger across the laptop trackpad, rewinding the footage again. And in no time the horseman himself appeared on the screen. It was Lucian. He was pacing anxiously, shouting. His temper had never aged a day. “Good” I nodded with satisfaction.“ He should be furious” The flash drive beside the keyboard caught the light.

Lukretus was here as well… he’s standing on the golden lion platform with his sister Priscilla and his majesty the emperor Arthur Vein Solis Regulus. I can only say one thing… that man… is your idealistic charismatic handsome old man! My father sure is handsome but he’s stoic and emotionless… On the other hand… the eyes of that man are flaring with ambition and dignity of a Ruler! Moreover he’s got a beard! Beard, check! Handsome face, check! Well built body, check! That family sure is blessed by the goddess HoHoHoHo! By the way…I see that Pricilla is doing okay… seems like she forgot about that “incident”