Star Wars Empire Book Novels & Stories

"He trained you to be a warrior, didn't he?" With tears in her eyes, she nods. "But I'm not half of what he wanted me to be." The two plunge into an uncomfortable silence once again, both lost in their own thoughts... And losses. "Well..." He speaks again. "Ynora Deanna was a High Empress who dominated almost every kingdom in the world. She created demon colonies and also territories in several countries, establishing her dominance once and for all and ruling all her subjects with an iron fist." "Demonic colonies?"

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Lorenzo’s hand instantly flew to the holster beneath his jacket but I raised a hand stopping him. I looked at Luke, completely unbothered. I had been hearing his pathetic insults since I was a child. He was a weak spoiled child. He had the legacy, but I had the brains and the brutality. That’s why our father had passed him over to let me run the empire until I completely took over kicking my own father out of the board seat. "Keep drinking, Luke," I said smoothly, not even slowing my pace as I walked past the staircase. "Maybe one day you'll finally drink enough to forget that I own the roof over your head."

a voice barked. Zane jolted upright, his wig nearly slipping sideways. His instincts made him reach for a gun he didn’t have. His hand twitched toward his hip before he remembered it was a sword, not a pistol. He didn’t even know how to use this one. Wrong century. Wrong life. Standing in the doorway was Kim Insoo, captain of the guards, his brows knotted, chest heaving like he’d just run across the palace. His sharp eyes swept across the room, landing squarely on Dr Tae.

he said, his voice carrying something more complicated, now something unresolved. He hesitated, then continued anyway. “Even though Aurelia is my wife…” His gaze drifted slightly. “…they’re not the same.” His voice lowered, quieter but heavier than before. “One of them is like dust… and the other is a star.” The words lingered in the air, heavy and unkind, behind the door. Aurelia heard everything. She had already changed, and her hand rested on the door handle, but she did not move. A faint tightness spread through her chest, not sharp, not overwhelming, but enough to remind her that the pain was still there.

She had seen this name in the history book of the empire. The book seemed to say that the empire and Sangruil were the two most prominent forces in the Milky Way. The two forces were on the same level, but they were constantly vying to defeat each other to become the only hegemon of the Milky Way. Later, a war broke out between the two sides, and the winner was only decided after over a thousand years. Eventually, it was clear that the empire won. “You mean Sangruil that was defeated by the empire after a thousand years of war?” Astrid asked.

A ripple in silence. Then: "The blood lives on." ~~~~~~~~~~ BOOK OF BLOOD "He did not take the throne. He burned it. “He did not wear the name. He rewrote it.” “And in doing so, he ended the war not with fire... But with memory.” That is how empires end. And how better ones begin." —Book of Blood, Last Page.

This time, it was illuminating. I reached for it with the help of Steve, who was still lost in a trance. Amazingly, everything she had said, had appeared in the book till where she stopped. I closed the book, and written on the back was; 'Amyssian Empire.' Without a doubt, I knew that should be the place. Instantly, the stone rolled away and we stepped out, being lashed by the strong wind as if the sky was going to release the angry moisture of rain. Amidst the strong howling wind, I heard Steve yell at me. "Any idea where Amyssian Empire is?"

The Empire's Library is the perfect place to gather information about my condition, not only is it filled with loads of inspirational books, but there are lots of ancient books that will be able to answer my questions in one way or the other. A loud gasp from Amy made me snap out of my reverie, I turned to her with raised brows. "This is magnificent! It's even better than I imagined" Amy gushed as she gazed at aesthetic art on the walls of the buildings lining the pathway to the mansion. I remember feeling this same excitement on my first time in the empire too. I was intrigued by how modernized the empire was as compared to the werewolf packs. Even with the human world developing fast in th

Now he owned only a fraction of the franchise’s backlist. He wasn’t sure he wanted to read one of these. He mostly enjoyed their nostalgia. He’d arranged his old Star Wars action figures on the shelves, along with several commemorative Empire Strikes Back soda glasses his parents bought when he was a kid. A final touch was a plastic but realistic lightsaber hilt Marty had discarded when he’d declared himself “too old for space stuff.”