Star Wars The Sith Empire Novels & Stories

People say he’s a myth. “You look scared, princess.” His voice snaps me out of it. I glance around. The speakeasy is thinning out. Only a few attendants remain, too attentive, too still. Watching. “The Godfather, Dominic Ventura?” I ask. “You thought he was a myth?” Zavier’s smirk turns colder. “He’s not.” I follow his line of sight.

I only smiled. Near the end of the night, Vivian came to stand beside me by the window. Below us, Manhattan glittered. Across the skyline, the AsterDx sign glowed from the side of our new headquarters. Vivian lifted her glass. “So,” she asked, arching a brow, “how does it feel?” I looked at the city, at the company I had saved, at the life no one had managed to steal from me twice. Then I smiled. “Unreliable men are exhausting,” I said. “A good empire is much better company.”

If a man wanted to, he could stand up and fight back, he would have a chance, but most women wouldn't. So instead I find their weaknesses and exploit them. Smiling at the next name I go to the club. Walking in I watch as everyone stays quiet. I see Evan look towards the fire exit, moving I rush to block it, grabbing him I throw him back. "What do you know?" "Well, the princess won't be ruling the city for long, that is for sure." He laughs, moving I punch him. "Who took her?" "You kill me you will never know." He smiles smugly. "I was expecting your visit, after standing right there watching them talk and listening, I couldn't wait to watch her empire fall down."

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.

For the millionth time over the last month, I wrote imaginary letters to them where I updated them on my life as Sarah Mitchell. *Adrian’s POV* Life as Marcus Stern was infuriatingly mundane. Once, I had reveled in the exhilarating chaos of orchestrating an underground empire while my legal practice provided the perfect façade. But all of that glory had come crashing down, and now I found myself simmering in the shadows, a private investigator relegated to the trivialities of petty cases that barely scratched the surface of my thirst for revenge.

My voice came out shaky but firm. “Stop it, both of you! Get off me right now. Leave and never return.” They didn’t. They couldn’t. “We’ll give you everything,” Kain growled, pinching my nipple harder, making me bite back a needy moan. “Come back to our pack as our Luna. Rule beside us. Wealth, power, anything your heart desires—our cocks, our mouths, our asses every single fucking night.” I laughed, low and breathy, the composed mask cracking with dark amusement. “This temple is my home. I’m going nowhere.” I shoved them back harder, eyes gleaming with growing dominance.

she said. Sophia’s jaw tightened. “Someone who wants you afraid.” Elara could think of men worse than afraid. She could think of men who used fear like a leash. She put the card in her pocket. “We change our plan,” she said. “No more shifts. We leave tonight.” Hours later the man in the suit came back. He sat at a table near the window and watched people like a surveyor. He did not smile. He read a paper, folded it, read it again. He had a calm that made the air cold.

The empire would fall this time. And he would rise. END OF FLASHBACK

No wonder he is the strongest in the galaxy! Back when they were still on the space car, Ms. Emily told Lei that the person they were about to meet was the empire’s and the whole milky way’s strongest human. He has both physique, spiritual force, and overall quality of SSS rank. Just the pressure he emitted alone is enough to kill and subdue the whole galaxy.

He let out a mighty scream, taking down his opponent and finally clearing a path to his goal. Xander raised his sword as he eyed the newcomer. "You are the Emperor, right?" he asked with indifference. "Are you ready to join your man there?" Devrim was too angry to respond. All of his fatigue left him as the adrenaline pumped into his system. The Emperor swung and connected with Xander's weapon with such force that it vibrated through his opponent's arms and forced him to step backwards to brace himself. Two more strikes put the Captain on the defensive and a third managed to pierce the Merpearl and knock it from its setting. The glowing orb rolled along the deck, pausing only shortly before