The Empire Of Dreams Novels & Stories

Oni is someone to softens the nerves of an angry man, yet I see her as I see other ladies; mischievous, desperate, cunning, and deceptive. “I want you to book a flight for me. I will be flying to Nigeria in two days,” I stated. She was silent. “Oni?” I groaned into the phone. “O…okay, sir. Business or first class?” she asked. “Business or first class?” I mimicked, pissed. Before her next word, I hung up. This isn’t the first time

“Then I’ll give them one.” That night, as Grace and Julian lay on the balcony of their penthouse, wrapped in a silk blanket, she said quietly, “This isn’t the fairy tale I imagined as a little girl.” Julian smiled, pulling her closer. “This isn’t a fairy tale. It’s an empire… born of fire.” She rested her head on his shoulder. “What do we call it? Our new empire?” Julian thought for a long moment. Then he whispered, “Phoenix.” Grace blinked. “Because it rose from ashes?”

He smiled as he handed the baby over to her. MEANWHILE IN THE PENTHOUSE WILLIAMS’ POV “Are you okay you have been pacing since morning and it is starting to make me nauseous” Emily complained as she tried concentrating on the screens that sat before her. “I do not know how to tell you this, um, I… I had a dream last night” I paused for a short while staring at Emily, “you know what, never mind. I am okay” his mind raced with worry. The dream felt too real to be just another dream. It felt more like a vision.

Serena Sutton was my fiancee, but she wanted to marry my bodyguard, Evan Brooks. The man was a cheat. I didn't want her taken in, so I took her to see for herself what he really was. While the two of them were fighting, a car came through at speed and killed him. And Serena hated me for it with everything in her. In the third year of our marriage, she killed our son. I was in so much pain I was coughing up blood, and she put a knife in me. "Adrian, this is what you owe me for Evan." Only then did I learn that she had never forgotten him. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the second before I meant to expose him. This time, I'm staying out of it.

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.

His eyelids felt heavy as everything went dark. The Emperor heard shouting but it seemed far away, like a dream. He was not even sure from which direction the sounds were coming. Multiple voices. He did not want to wake up. The lovely dream of his wife giving him a sweet, long-lasting kiss was too lovely. Devrim would stay in the dream world forever. But the voices persisted and the Emperor tried to move his hands to his ears to cover them. He met with resistance. It was as if sand was preventing his movement.

“Because you fired her?” He didn’t answer, but the faintest twitch of a smile betrayed him. I could almost see it, a small version of Dream, taking everything far too seriously, probably scaring adults with his silence. “What about now?” I asked quietly. “What about now?” “What do you dream of now?” He looked down at the glass in his hands, swirling the amber liquid slowly. “Dreams don’t mean much when you’re running an empire.” “Sounds lonely, and ironic, considering your name IS DREAM” I said before I could stop myself.

The twentieth wish was that she could bring war, the end of each race and with it, when the end of a race would be twenty years after its arrival in the dimension and planet it passes through. The twenty-first wishes everything she wrote would come true and the fights caused would bring the third and fourth world wars within twenty years of each other. The twenty-second wishes, the more people died and suffered, the more money she got, the more she got rich. The twenty-third wish, was that she would not declare income tax on what she received, would not be discovered and would not give satisfaction of her earnings and benefits. The twenty-fourth wish discovered that the imperial advisor plan

These races became famous for being barbaric creatures that dominated other planets, each of them tried to coexist unsuccessfully in the middle of the empire, in a struggle for survival and domination. - Until there is one left. – They said, in the midst of battles for domination. In the midst of this, a messiah appeared in this world, which they said could bring peace, killing other creatures, until those who wished to unite in a great army to subjugate other races along the way. In search of their destruction other smaller races allied themselves forming a new empire less that the few grew adding other creatures to their contingent in a great army.

Justice had created the vacuum. Now they would learn who had been waiting for it. The calm held. Too perfectly. And somewhere inside that stillness, something old was choosing whether to reveal itself. The empire had not fallen. It had gone quiet. Which, Lillian knew, was often how the real collapse began.