Night Elf Empire Novels & Stories

Coated in the shadow-thiefs localized density field. "The North is no longer a collection of clans running from the sky " I declared. My starless right eye expanded. The entire room was bathed in the protective unyielding halo of the Twilight Empress. "They want to liquidate our asset? They want to balance their books with our marrow?" I looked at Malachi. His golden eye was bright, with the reflection of a indomitable future. "We’re going to show the Fourth Grid that the High Peaks don't file for bankruptcy. We collect the debt in blood.”

Li Tan concluded while being noticed not blinking eyes from the son. ++++++ There are five Empires on Longwu Continent, where all lords are experts in cultivating Nebula energy. First is the Drakonia Empire in the West, a foreign country ruled by a royal family closely related to the legendary creature, the Dragon. It is said that they are descendants of the dragon race. Two. The Solar Empire in the East, where a sect of fire elemental control mages reigns supreme. Emperor Solary is nothing more than a puppet, and witches are the ones who control this country.

Glancing slyly at the first prince without turning to him, Tori saw how immersed he was in what he was reading. The northern region of the empire is a land of dispute. The newly conquered tribes are still finding a way to rebel against the crown. It is the only land of the Eckrett Empire where no nobles or aristocrats are holding to govern. The northern region is separated by the Mynron Cliffs which serve as a boundary for the four warrior tribes beyond the cliffs.

I know he's mad at me for everything I've done, but some day, he'll definitely understand why I do the things I do…definitely, he will. There's a reason why it's called the underworld. It's because every empire that comes out of it and shines in the surface was built on blood, blood of men, guilty and innocent, children, any soul that pushes it success is taken. It's sad, but I must be real, my empire is built on blood and thrives on blood. And for that very reason, whoever wants to remain in my empire must also be bound by blood.

Whoever she was, she had to be strong, powerful, maybe even dangerous to sit on that throne. "No one knows yet," my assistant replied. "But her identity will be made public soon." Could this be someone I already knew? Had she been working quietly in the shadows of business? Well, we’d all have to wait to see who owned the empire now. I paused for a moment before turning back to him. "Send our condolences to the Smithfield family immediately. Flowers, and a gift as well," I ordered. "Yes, sir," he said, quickly typing into his tablet.

I paced back and forth like a madman then picked up the office line, dialing the security guard. "His Highness. Good morning, how may be of service," "George!" I thundered into the phone. "Oh, Prince Alex. Sorry, I didn't know—" "Doesn't matter. Are you aware of the whereabouts of Nick Peters?" I demanded. "Your Highness, he left the palace last night," he responded. So he left? For a second, I thought it was a prank. "Your Highness?" George called from the other side, bringing me back to reality.

The demon beggar continued to stare at him, still not quite believing what he was hearing. "Because I, Vyrelen, and all of these Nightweavers you see behind me, we will become your weapons," Vyrelen continued. "We will be your army. We will fight for you and protect you and help you build an empire that will be feared and respected across all lands." The demon beggar looked past Vyrelen at the hundreds of powerful Nightweavers standing there, and then looked back at Vyrelen himself. He thought about the offer for several long moments. And then slowly, he nodded his head in agreement.

Nighthowl Systems was the culmination of too many independent warriors' sweat and blood; it was an insult to their loyalty to let my emotional scars dictate the movement of our legions. Besides, my inner wolf had ceased to care. "If your beast is prepared to endure that insult, my own pride flatly refuses!" Orion growled, his alpha presence radiating hot through the crystal link. "The northern territory is teeming with independent warlords and heavily armed chieftains—the Calder Dominion is not the sole superpower holding gold in its vaults. Nighthowl Systems has never stood at the valley gates waiting to be selected by a sovereign! Maintain your focus on the Wraithfang core architecture. Le

The Imperials immediately raised the bid by one hundred thousand, which made the audience enthused. The Elven Empire and the Brightwing Empire were neither friends nor foes. Their relationship can be described as neither excellent nor terrible. "Five hundred thousand." From the side of the elf, a cold voice could be heard. I had the impression that this voice was partly familiar but yet slightly foreign. It sounded like the person had switched genders. I was irritated that even my senses couldn't penetrate the shroud that concealed the room. "Seven hundred thousand." The Imperials were exceedingly wealthy and added another two hundred thousand in an instant.

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.