Magic Industry Empire Novels & Stories

She felt her fingers trembling, of all the people in the world, her husband chose to get involved with Kane Empire. Kane Empire was the biggest company in their city Mackview, they were involved in a lot of things from food , to fashion .. name it and it was a family business that was passed down from generation to generation and it was currently headed by Marcel Kane. Everyone knew who Marcel Kane was ,if there was an award category for the most cruel person he would emerge as a winner, as terrified as everyone was of him they could all agree that he knew his onion, ever since he started heading the company, their profit tripled, he had clients all over the world, he made the Kane Empire ir

A tiny blue microphone appeared on the G****e page. She tapped on it and said, "G****e give me details about the Martin Empire and Goldmynes agency in United State of America." And it answered with a beep. G****e showed several articles and series of pictures. Eretia clicked on the first article. "The Martin Empire is one of the most successful company in America. It was founded by Late Mr Benjamin Martin. A successful multibillionaire company that dabbles in several businesses." She read out loudly from the phone.

I said, my voice trembling slightly as the reality of his hidden empire crashed down on me. Adrian chuckled, stepping a little closer. "Mafia Dons mostly traffic in illegal drugs, human smuggling, and dirty street violence. But weapons manufacturing, defense procurement, and global logistics? That takes a mind of steel, absolute discipline, and a legitimate corporate empire." Hearing that sent an involuntary shiver down my spine. For a brief, terrifying second, I took a panicked step backward, my heel clicking against the concrete floor as a sudden wave of intimidation washed over me. I was looking at a man who essentially held the wealth of small nations and the firepower to level cities in

Ivy crawled up its stone walls, moonlight bathing it in silver. “That,” Maria said, pointing ahead, “is just one of our many holdings. The Moretti empire spans five countries. Oil, steel, shipping, pharmaceuticals, media—you name it. We don’t run in the shadows like the De Rossis or the Valentes. We own the shadows.” I stared in awe. “And you’re saying that I have a claim to this?” “I’m saying it’s already yours. If you want it.” I stared at the villa, the wind whipping against the windows, and felt a strange tightening in my chest.

"You fight systems to rise. I built them to rule. Why resist?" Sake burned silk fire down my throat, loosening the knot his proximity always tied. "Because your empire's built on engineered ruins—scandals, leaks, blood like Rourke's neck. I'm no pawn for your Tokyo games." He leaned closer, scarred jaw inches from mine, heat radiating no touch—torture exquisite. "Pawn? No. Queen." Obsidian eyes bored soul-deep, half-smirk curving lethal. "I fell first, Nia. Two years past—your TED talk. 'Crisis as Catalyst.' Dissected corporate lies like a surgeon and hacked your life that night. Runs mapped, strategies stolen, Darius's files unearthed. Obsessed. Dangerous minds recognize their match."

“Why are you working on them after your parents died? “ Hecate questioned. “Could they say no? “Morgana said, when she got there, she took a cake from the table. “I'm different from them, but what if they could sell the company? “The witch asked. "Well. “Tsuki said. “A long time ago, your grandparents built a maritime transport empire, but for that they needed ships, the Paulo’s had the ships, the other had the intention and the money, one had the products, the other had the counters and containers, one had the property the other had the money. “Tsuki Miki said. “So, when they opened a law firm, the other had the building, when each of them had a product, the other had the medium, they becam

And a rich man who waited to revenge. Sean collected influence until he’s ready to strike the Madrid Empire, an *untouchable that no country ever planned to war against. He knew the empire was under the support of the illegal industry, a world that could be bigger than the supremacy he made legally. But he waited. Until he could finally rage war against his only enemy. *definition not the noun pertaining to the lowest caste in India.

Magnus roared and lunged for my shoulders, "You fucking bitch! I tried playing nice, but you keep forcing my hand. Dad made it clear that if you're not back by today, you're dead to all of us." Before I could strike back, a mechanized voice rang inside my head. [Quick Quest Unlocked: Let Magnus Blanc get a taste of free fall. Reward: 51% of Lumos Entreprise's stocks.] Lumos was the largest business empire in the city. Gabriel's company barely qualified as a warm-up act beside that juggernaut. I grabbed Magnus by the arm and flipped him over my shoulder. It took almost no effort. Magnus was the type who lived behind a computer screen, a basement-dwelling nerd with the physique of a couch pota

Countless coffee cups are scattered over our table, and Hayden is talking animatedly about how he offended a werewolf girl he dated by buying her a necklace in silver. Long story short—she slapped him, which seems to be a regular occurrence at Magic Academy. Hayden appears to be a bit of a casanova with his charming abilities. "You really shouldn't date people before finding your mate Hayden; your mate isn't going to end up wanting you," Hayley states and sighs at her brother, who is still laughing from the werewolf story.