Tales Of The Empire Novels & Stories

When the ship finally docked, Emery got off the ship and stood at the side for quite some time. It was simply hard to process and overwhelming that she had finally arrived at the land of the known tyrant conqueror, Varmore Empire. As her eyes wandered, the first thing she immediately noticed was the clothing of the people. It was totally different. Back in Silex Kingdom where she grew up, even in Realgar, women wore dresses with long sleeves but in this empire, women showed off their bare arms.

After the great war, the Empire was divided into 5 lands, the Northland Warine, the Southland Marshforth, the Eastland Downbridge, the Westland Hurthend, and the middle of the empire, Runalia. Each of the lands had their own lord and was famous with many tales behind the land. Some were ferocious with only mythical creatures or beast around and some mixed with each other to learn how they could co-exist with the human.

Her eyes dropped toward the small envelope in my hand. “Did Ethan forget something again?” “A flash drive.” “Oh.” She smiled. “He still does that.” There was nothing offensive about the sentence. Still, the word still caught my attention. “You remember?” “We grew up together. Ethan was always forgetting school papers and leaving things at my house.” She spoke warmly, almost fondly. I nodded. “Some habits really don’t change.” “No, they don’t.” For a few seconds, neither of us said anything. Then Camille glanced at my dress.

“And it’s already out.” Silence filled the room and for the first time, Cassian’s father had no answer. Outside, the sky darkened. One empire had already started to fall and another was beginning to rise. And somewhere in the city, Yura waited quietly, unaware that the ground beneath Cassian’s father was already breaking. ______ Anton Vale sat behind his massive desk, staring at the screens. Every chart, reports and news alert showed the same thing: the empire was slipping. He clenched his fists, the veins in his neck became visible.

“Empire doesn't have a specific owner now, it once belonged to an old man named McCall Dean and he died so the government took over it years ago and since then, a lot of people have been in charge of it, and luckily for me, it's my turn. I worked in Empire when Mr. Dean was still alive so luckily I got promoted.” “Wow, I am so happy for you.” She giggled and Hayden rolled his eyes. “You are going to flip when you discover that all of this is a lie and Empire is a fantasy,” Hayden said and she rolled her eyes at him.

The thing held a black box that he held towards Ellis. “Nardoes,” Nin said, flickering her eyes towards Ellis. Nardoes were not part of the Empire because the nation was in a constant state of war. Logan had told her it was part of their nature. She remembered that they had poor eyesight. If one stayed motionless, they could almost disappear in front of these creatures. “Which of you is the Empress?” he asked, his mouth clicking as he spoke. “I am,” Nin pronounced. Ellis turned to her with wide eyes. “Ni—”

' Alexis sat on the edge of her seat waiting expectantly for the insult to come, but the door opened and dwarfs swarmed in with tea pots and delicious smelling cakes and sweets. Alexis frowned. 'Now I'll never know... what an inconvenient dream' she pouted. Emilia chatted about many subjects after that, from the fashion which was very Victorian and medieval styled to the types of cuisine and she also filled Alexis on the type of currency in this Empire, which Alexis was very thankful for, but the more she heard of such unfamiliar terms and ideas the more she felt like this might not just be a dream.

“The empire will destroy you, just like it destroyed everything else. Your rebellion is meaningless.” Nia’s heart thudded against her ribs, and for a moment, she wondered if Eric truly believed his own words. Was he so lost in the empire’s control that he didn’t see what was happening before his eyes? The empire was crumbling, and all the power it had wielded for centuries was nothing more than a house of cards waiting to collapse. She stepped forward, her blade gleaming in the pale light. “You’re wrong. This isn’t about the empire. It’s about us. About what we’ve become—and what we can still choose to be.”

Empire was a legend. For more than five years, there had been no confirmed appearance. Governments had searched for them. Corporations had offered astronomical sums. Powerful families had attempted to recruit them. Every attempt had failed. Some claimed Empire had retired. Others believed Empire had died. A few insisted that Empire had never existed in the first place. But Zeke knew better. Empire was real. And if Daniel Han wanted to start a war... Zeke would make sure he had the strongest weapon available.

"Liora..!" "No. Let me finish. You've all had your turn tonight telling me what my son is." I lifted my head and looked around the room, at Gideon, at Corwin with his face in his hands, at Brenna silent in the doorway. "This rule. That law. The Empire keeps the balance, the Empire this, the Empire that. Every single one of you has said it like it came down from the Moon Goddess herself carved in stone. So let me ask you something, and I want a real answer." I took a breath. "Has any one of you, with your own two eyes, ever actually seen an ash-born grown and turned? Ever watched one eat its own kind? Or is it all stories? Stories your grandfathers told, passed down until nobody remembers who