Stick War 2: Order Empire Novels & Stories

"Green Dragon, take your team to the northwest and eliminate the Northwest Wolves. White Tiger, head north to Snowden, defeat the insurgents, and then negotiate." The orders were given with ease. Those were not formidable foes like the Fang Saint Temple, so sending a Duke of War to each territory was sufficient. As for Alexander, he took an aircraft carrier to Snowy Bay to deal with the pirates. The other semi-Empyreans of Wyverna, still aboard, decided to accompany him.

“The succession war.” “Yes,” I said. “The emperor fighting to keep his throne. The heirs fighting each other. Nobles plotting against all of them. The Empire is too busy to retaliate, too fractured to aid Lone Star, and too arrogant to believe anyone would dare act while they’re distracted. We take Lone Star now, and the Empire can do nothing but watch.” Alessia tilted her head. “You mean to strike while the wolf is hunting itself.” “I mean to remove the wolf’s shield before it remembers we exist,” I replied.

In under thirty seconds, the Star Pack’s six elite soldiers lay shattered on the imperial terrace. Lawrence moved to my side, panting thick vapor, black fur streaked with celestial golden blood. His jaws hung inches from my shoulder, emitting a low, possessive, lethal rumble that wrapped me in absolute safety. The Widow Empress retreated toward her crystal platform’s edge, trembling with desperate fury.

To be a fortress, a system of allies rather than a web of personal connections. When the head of his father’s security detail sat him down that night and told him, in no uncertain terms, that the fatal car crash that supposedly killed his parents had been staged, he didn’t feel an ounce of surprise. It was the natural way for them to go. With assassin’s bullets in their skulls. If whoever killed them had expected the empire to crumble, though, they were woefully mistaken. There was absolutely nothing that could shake the company’s foundations, not while he was alive. He would never disappoint his father and mother, not even in death.

“I’ll hold them off.” Reina nodded, and they quickly slipped out the back door. Russe turned to face the incoming men, drawing out his claws. “F*&k you!” He had faced many battles before, but he knew that this one would be different. These men were not like the shadowy figures in the forest. They were real humans, and they were armed.

Steve requested. “What do you take me for? No one tries any shit or someone’s getting their head blown off today!” Jimmy warned. “Hey you!” he yelled at one of the guards. “Get me the ink for a thumb print and be back in two minutes or I will blow his head off, don’t even try anything stupid while you are out there or you will return to his dead body.” he ordered in a hoarse voice.

If everything checks out, there are two options. [The first choice is we will add the planet into the empire. You don’t need to do anything, and you’ll become the low-class citizen planet of the empire. You get to enjoy the lowest rights and benefits of the empire, and the empire will also protect you. However, the empire will send someone to live on this planet to govern it.

No one wanted another war but Thaveri is going to think that there will be a war. The guards closed the mountain routes from the empire to Thaveri from all sides. It was during the plans that they realised they had not named their merged empire. They were still using the separate flags and documentations on some of the cases. Thus they merged the flags and named the empire 'Mahamaure'- the only empire in Arthanava.

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."

“Don’t call me that.” It was a threat that sent shivers on Amir’s spine. He might be young but his presence was as overwhelming as the head of the clan and the commander of the midnight serpents. His cold voice and icy glare would be enough to make average people tremble in fear. He could feel his authority by just standing there, even without saying a word. There was no doubt that the young man in front of him was Arkin Dio Amiel Josiah von Clandestine— the one and only crown prince of the empire.