Tales Of The Empire Novels & Stories

So no one must stay alive unless they’re useful, that’s only when my time to reign comes' Laughing evilly with that thought he averted his gaze from the outside. Then, he started walking out of the room until he remembered the book that he found earlier before his lesson started It was a book containing the olden structure of the empire of Mestia, the long-forgotten empire that was ruined thousands of years ago. Many people that knew the empire wrote their knowledge in a book. Other books were already destroyed, as it was a forbidden book. A forbidden book that was destined to destroy an empire with the knowledge it gives. But because some of them were not found, those that were not found we

But i want to believe that i can come back i'm with him and we'll have fun together. "You said there are five empires in your world. Each one has a different race living in it. What are they, Rose?" i squeezed his hand and looked up straight to the glowing flowers that i think have just been sprinkled. “The empire of vampires that my father is king, the empire of wolves, the empire of gods and goddesses, the empire of fairies, and the empire of witch. The empire of witches is the most feared destination of the majority because of the strange energy that envelops their place.

Flipping it over, Clara saw an almost faded illustration of five banners, each representing the five ruling empires of Hiestora—green with a golden brown tree for Terralis, red with a blazing ember for Fiordalt, misty gray with a spinning wind for Eirinia, blue with an ocean’s tear for Nivalon and chilly white with smoking icicles for Frostalia. In her mind, Clara’s curiosity was clawing its way out. It was the first time she saw the other emblem, the odd one out, drawn separately from the others. Surely, there was no existence of another empire, was it? It could not have been possible to be hidden from plain sight. Because, frankly, how could a big empire, assuming that it was, be invisible

Chloe had named everything she established after her late godmother ‘Empire’ so the public had always wondered who owned the empire. From the school down to her factories and hospitals and companies, it all made sense now, the video had finally proven that the owner of these various establishments existed and it was just a little girl. Thou they haven’t figured out the complete story behind her success they were one step closer. Sandra had just arrived at Empire academy with a lot of bodyguards to protect her from the masses. On getting there she realized that the school was swamped with the press. Getting in was very difficult. Meanwhile Chloe had retreated to her office with Stephanie and

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."

The once proud Don then sat in the shadows, unshaven, his eyes sunken, looking like a broken man. Someone stumbled in, his voice filled with despair. "Don… our last restaurants and shipping companies… they're gone too. The banks are calling in debts, and our enemies are already waiting outside." Vincent did not move. He looked like a statue. "And… and…" the man's voice shook as if he might break down. "We just received news… Sofia… she had a miscarriage… in the dungeon…" Vincent's eyes finally moved. Empty. No grief, no anger. Just a hollow, lifeless stillness.

She stepped forward, placing her hands lightly on the polished table. Her voice was calm. “There are whispers of old debts. There are rumors of shipments that carried goods through wars. There are claims that the foundation of this company rests on betrayal. Let me speak plainly. Some of those whispers are true. In the earliest days of this empire, when the world was chaos, deals were struck with men who lived between borders. Ships carried goods others would not name. Those debts were paid. Those routes ended. But the memory of them remains.”

His sharp eyes swept across the room, landing squarely on Dr Tae. “His Majesty demands your presence—now!” Zane’s mouth went dry. His palms began to sweat beneath the borrowed sleeves. For all his bravado, his pulse thundered in his ears. His life as Korea’s self proclaimed “King” flashed behind his eyelids. Back home, he had stared down men with guns pressed to his temple, had laughed in the faces of rivals who wanted him buried in concrete—but this? This was worse. Here, he was nothing but a bug wearing borrowed skin. This was a world where his rules didn’t matter, where there was no bargaining, no deal-making. If they caught him—really caught him—his head would decorate a pike by dawn.

she said, bringing up more of the pictures and a newspaper that the headline read ‘The Conner’s stole the Empire’