Night Elf Empire Novels & Stories

Eyes followed Elena wherever she moved, the way prey tracks the storm. And I… I smiled. This was what empires were born from, chaos dressed as loyalty. They weren’t here because they loved her. They were here because they were terrified of what she’d become. I stepped away from the others, boots crunching against scorched stone, scanning the gathering forces. Ironfang warriors whispered behind their black-etched helms. Frostborn Alphas stood stiff as ice statues. Desert wolves radiated heat and impatience. None of them trusted each other.

My eyes widened, never expecting that Emyr has the last card in him while I stand alone in the middle of the angry soldiers that are glaring at me, still not accepting the power I showed them when the spirit of the Wycliffe werewolf finally granted me the blessing to be the next in line Empress of this land. "What is the meaning of this, Emyr?!" "I just want to make sure I can contain you here inside Headow Stronghold, my lady. There is one thing I need to do. To make sure you won't be able to help your allied army against Helena. Because they are surely losing this war, Lady Eodelle... with all those elephants and catapults? There is no way they can match that kind of military power!" Emyr

Kade better hurry up on his end, or I’m going to burn this place to the ground with all of them inside. “You? You think you’re going to take down the empire I’ve created? That’s rich, really. Even with all your money, there isn’t anything you can do that Scotland Yard and MI-6 haven’t already tried. Even that flash drive you stole from my business is useless, so I would be careful what threats you want to throw out there,” Duncan warns, taking a step closer to me.

Compared to them, Nimbus was very young. Once he could enter Eternal Realm, Nimbus would be the number one emperor for all eternity in the Milky Way, garnering admiration from countless future generations. “Father, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have snuck out so willfully and made you worry,” Astrid sobbed. “Haha! Even though we’re worried about you, since you can come back safely from the Sangruil Sinners’ flawless plan, it also indirectly means the empire is flourishing. The Sangruil Sinners who showed up are just buffoons,” Nimbus guffawed.

After the great war, the Empire was divided into 5 lands, the Northland Warine, the Southland Marshforth, the Eastland Downbridge, the Westland Hurthend, and the middle of the empire, Runalia. Each of the lands had their own lord and was famous with many tales behind the land. Some were ferocious with only mythical creatures or beast around and some mixed with each other to learn how they could co-exist with the human.

So the creatures that stayed hidden decided it was time for them to come out of the shadows. Werewolves, Witches, Vampires, Shifters, and Demons become the “dominate” species on earth and form five Empires. The Wolf Empire, ruled by Elias Woods, the Alpha King, and The Witch Empire, led by the Blackheart clan, A clan of Witches and Wizards. Julius Redfern, the Vampire King, ruled the Vampire Empire. A council of shifters controlled the Shifters Empire. And last but not least, Lucifer, the devil himself, ruled the Demon Empire. Humans take refuge within these empires for safety and protection against the many rouges that were banished and refused to follow laws.

Not that my sleep was ever particularly peaceful. Five separate packs made up the Lunoria Empire: Obsidian, Everwood, Crescent, Frostbane, and my own pack, Stonehaven. While each territory was ruled locally by a Pack Alpha and an elite Council of Elders, we were all ultimately bound to the Supreme Authority of the Imperial Alpha.

Henceforth, all influential families in the empire dreamed of sending their children to CYANIDE, still sometimes jokingly called ‘Academy of Death’. Twenty years on, necromancers had become the main combat unit of the army of the Empire of Shadow. Not one of the neighboring states would even dream of transgressing the borders or otherwise offending the continent’s most dangerous empire. Until the day of his death, Reive saw Ulfricus from time to time. However, as his wife observed, these ‘visits’ became less and less frequent with each passing year. At some point they ceased completely. It happened the day Reive forgave the druid.

Emmet reached out, but stopped, as he saw Red_Two pulling away further, tightening the blankets over himself into a cocoon and hiding himself away from the world. "Sýnnefa was the empire which controlled the world. It invaded my home, Gryaz. They killed everyone they thought was useless, and they put to work everyone else for their empire. They pretended that we were willing, making us carry around ID cards, but killing us if we even talked about disobeying." Red_Two looked so small on that bed, wrapped in a swathe of white blankets. He looked so much younger than he was, the escaping red tufts of his hair, reflecting the golden light of the sun, waving as he shook his head, looking like a r

Prince Silas giggled between them, his chubby arms hugging their necks, while Vesper the dragon curled contentedly on Dominic's shoulder, starry wings glowing. High above the Frost-Spire Citadel, the planetary shield grid burned with absolute, unbroken light. The realms were united, the crown was passed, and as the roar of four thousand warriors echoed into the night sky, the Midnight Empire stood ready for eternity.