Shattered Empires Novels & Stories

Susan Jackson has always aspired to be a successful fashion designer. Unfortunately that dream was beginning to look impossible after numerous rejection from the number one fashion company in New York. Faced with the opportunity to compete with various students for the opportunity to finally become a designer in the Beautyspy fashion company. Susan will do anything to make sure her dreams come true, even if it means working closely with her old crush Joseph Crown, CEO of Beautyspy fashion company and her despicable step sister Amelia Friday.

They would never call me weak. And yet, standing there, stripped of titles and allies, I felt something dangerously close to it. Not fear. Grief. Because empires did not fall all at once. They collapsed piece by piece, as the people you raised decided you were no longer worth defending. Betrayal eclipsed rage. And in its shadow, something far more enduring took root. I would remember this. All of it.

Empires do not fall in a single moment. --- They don’t collapse with one strike— --- One failure— --- One mistake. --- They fall slowly. --- From within. --- Cracks forming long before anyone sees them. --- And by the time it becomes visible— --- It is already too late. --- The system trembled. --- Not violently. --- Not completely. --- But enough. --- Enough for the first fracture to show. --- Elena felt it ripple beneath her feet— ---

“And we will show them that a Weaver has no borders.” ​The East has fallen, and the West has revealed its true colors. The fragile alliance is shattered, and Winnie and Cassian must now defend the ruins of one empire while protecting the future of their own.

This get away is more of a toxins related one. I need to get my mind off this bullshit. Now. S H A T T E R E D "ASSHOLE!" I grunted while laying another punch to the jocks now broken, bloody, damaged face. He was almost knocked out cold on the dirty alleyway ground as I kept his body pinned down which was almost two times bigger than mine. He pissed me off at the wrong time. I looked up for a split second during my chain of punches and that's when I saw it. The red and blue flashing lights.

Rain hammered against the city like a thousand angry fists. From the twenty-third floor of a rundown apartment building, Seraphina Vale watched the storm swallow the skyline. The city never slept. It lied. It cheated. It buried secrets beneath towers of glass and steel. And somewhere among those towers stood the man she hated most. Damian Blackwood. The name alone made her jaw tighten. At twenty-eight, he was already one of the youngest billionaires in the country. CEO of Blackwood Holdings. Media darling. Ruthless businessman.

--- Burning Empire Chapter 1 Matteo’s heart hammered like a drum as he slipped through the crowded streets, clutching the small leather pouch tight beneath his coat. The city buzzed all around him — neon signs flickering, voices shouting, music pounding from nearby bars. But Matteo barely heard it. All he could focus on was the pounding in his chest and the sharp, cold weight in his pocket. This was it. His first real score.

Livia stayed beside her, Alessandro pacing in frustration, Sergio tapping furiously at his laptop, Carlo muttering about frozen accounts. The war wasn’t fought with bullets tonight. It was fought with paper, perception, and poison. And for the first time, Clara understood—this was how empires bled before they ever burned.

Nothing ever stayed hidden from him, so it didn’t surprise me when he found out about Ryker’s little mistake. Our father raised us on the principle that loyalty was everything - everything. Loyalty to your family, your friends, your partner, your children, your empire, and anyone who stood beside you. It was the foundation of every relationship, every commitment. But our mother - mine and Ryker’s - made sure that principle was nailed into us. While my father had been loyal to her, she was anything but. Her betrayal nearly cost him his life… and the empire he built. He cut her out of Ryker’s life completely. But not mine. She held onto me like I was some twisted token of control - the one thi

"don’t worry, what are humans for? As long as I am alive, I will take care of you till there is a turning point. Evana took care of him for a year. She vanished into thin air one day. Benjamin waited for her, but he didn’t hear from her. He had an expensive necklace which looked ordinary but was very valuable. He sold the ring and got enough money. When he was living with his wife, he had a bad feeling that something would happen, so he didn’t tell his wife about the money he had saved in different banks. He went abroad with that money, came back and started a new business. It took him just a year to build an empire.