Star Wars: Empire Rising Novels & Stories

His eyes scanned the room as if seeking the right words. “Maybe,” he said finally. “But whoever it is, they’ve waited a long time to make their move.” Matteo swallowed. “We have to be ready,” Dominic said, voice steady again. “This isn’t just about Leo or me. It’s about the empire. And what it cost.” Matteo looked up, searching Dominic’s face. “And us?” he asked softly. Dominic’s expression softened just a fraction. “You,” he said. “Stay close. More than ever.”

I kept on cheering. Demir let out a sonic growl. He had shielded himself with his massive arms because there were burnt marks as soon as the light hit him. "I knew you were powerful, but never this extreme. As expected of a princess and the only daughter of the Celestial Emperor of Altera." "Since you know who I am," My mother prepared a defense shield in front of her chest and aimed her spear. "I will do as General of the Celestials and the princess of Altera to take down the evil."

“What did you see?” Sara shook her head. “I’m not even really sure what was happening. It was a full moon and there were hundreds of us there. They were all on the ground looking up at her and she was speaking to them.” Her brows knit as she tried to recall every detail of the vision. “I couldn’t hear her speaking, or maybe it ended before she spoke, but I could tell that she was speaking to them and they were listening. What’s more, they were calm. That many wolves together and no one fought, there were no tribes trying to kill each other. It was like they were all at peace.” Sara looked up at Daniel, every bit as confused as he was. “There hasn’t been a gathering of so many wolves in one p

He sighed heavily and then he stood up and left. There hasn’t been that much Drama in the Queen Empire for months, now everything was about to fall apart and only Jimmy one’s memory could save them all. To be continued!!

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

Nyxara figured out something the instant the empire came back online: there’s a law older than any dynasty or algorithm, a rule that’s never failed her in a world built on shadows—noise pulls in idiots, but silence? Silence is when the real players make their move. She’d expected the initial chaos. The first wave had all the subtlety of a riot: media screeching in every language, markets plunging and spiking like heart monitors on a flatline, Cassian losing his mind in public, desperate to be seen as powerful when he was really just scrambling. It was messy, loud, and almost comfortingly predictable—the kind of bluster that told her most people were still looking for someone to blame, not so

Cassandra stood in front of the fountain where the statue of the emperor and the crown prince stood. She felt so proud that it stood tall to remind the people that their ruler was someone powerful and the empire was stable because of the imperial family. “Are you a fan of the emperor?” Compared to the excitement he had while they were eating, Dio seemed to be somewhat annoyed as he stared at the statue. “Do you not like the emperor?” She asked out of curiosity. “I’m not in a position to like or dislike someone.” Dio looked away. He didn’t want Cassandra to see through his bluffing.

*Much like Luna Rising, Astral Eclipse will touch on tough topics. Forced experimentation, torture, and other hard scenes are not out of the question here. Take care.* Elara POV I was ten the last time I saw my parents. All I really remembered from that day was the horrible screaming as they pulled me from my mother’s arms. She tried to hold on as they ripped me away, but even a Luminar could not stop them. Especially when they outnumbered her twenty to one.

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

"You stand there and look serious." "I always look serious," Marcus grunted, but he straightened up. The room went quiet. Then, the iPad on the coffee table crackled to life. Ethan had chosen the track. It wasn't Mendelssohn. It wasn't Pachelbel. It was The Imperial March from Star Wars. Marcus snorted, covering a laugh with a cough. Liam smiled. It was ridiculous. It was perfect. He looked toward the hallway. Aurora walked in.