The Fall Of Roman Empire Book Novels & Stories

One evening, Lucia entered the library and found Roman standing near the window. Alone. He rarely spent time alone. Which made her hesitate. For several seconds neither spoke. Then Roman surprised her. “Sit.” Lucia blinked. It wasn’t a request. She sat. Roman remained standing. Looking out toward the estate grounds. Finally he spoke. “When I built this empire, people thought it would collapse.” Lucia remained quiet. Roman rarely discussed the past. “I spent years proving them wrong.” His voice remained calm. Measured. “But empires don’t fall from one attack.”

One thing is certain, for every fall in the gang world, there's definitely some big bad shit going on behind the scenes. It just crossed my mind today. Romano, the silly bitch that joined Vargo to torment me. I mean, I can't even find a trace of him. I remembered him because Duncan crossed my mind today and I started linking all the people he must have worked with and Romano's name popped up. I need to end every trace of him so Vanguard will be unshakable. But this whole thing is worse than I ever imagined. His empire is nowhere to be found, just like ours. I can't say he's a fallen king, he was never a king, let's say he's a fallen prince. But he fucking had influence, I wonder how his empi

He wouldn’t allow himself to be swayed by such emotions. At least, that was what he told himself. But as he watched the branches bow to the wind’s embrace, he wasn’t so sure anymore. How was it that he could be ruthless enough to run a mafia empire, to kill without hesitation, yet be blind to the simplest truth—that he cared? How had he not realized that his lies and manipulations would only lead to his downfall? That he would lose the one person who had ever cared about him, leaving him utterly, irrevocably alone?

I asked the scholar. “That is a fallen Empire. It had succumbed to its own fight for power that the whole kingdom collapsed. The people had fled to different parts of the land and the Royal Family was nowhere to be seen. It is said that the people in this land were selfish and vicious that’s why it fell but I know that the Royal Family was the reason for the kingdom’s demise. They wanted power, not only over their own kingdom but over the whole land as well.” The scholar explained to me. This kingdom was near our kingdom. I thought that maybe the people from this kingdom moved here to our kingdom.

There were only a couple of other kids that chose to read over the computers. I browsed the bookshelf searching for a book to read, my step-father set fire to all my books in the wheel barrow when he first moved in with us. I picked a book up from the shelf, my father had bought me it before he died, I was surprised to see it in a school library. The Darkest Minds. I found my way over to a comfy seat in the corner of the room. Fishing out my glasses from my bag I made sure no one was looking before I put them on. "Hey." A boy interupted me three chapters in. "I'm Aaron." Peeking up from behind my book I saw a guy staring at me with a huge grin on his face. I had no idea how long he had been

"He doesn't understand the fundamental truth of governance, Liam. An empire doesn't fall from a single heroic blow from the outside. It falls because the foundation rots completely while the King is too busy admiring the jewels on his crown to notice the floorboards snapping beneath his throne." "And the timing couldn't be more perfect," Liam whispered back, his breath brushing against her cheek, sending a pleasant shiver down her spine despite her intense focus. His voice dropped into a low, rumbling register that seemed to vibrate right through the heavy ironwood table and into the stone floor beneath their feet.

The lies. The queen looked toward the abyss. "The Silence does not conquer kingdoms." The enormous eye blinked slowly, almost as if listening. "It convinces them to destroy themselves." The chamber fell silent because suddenly the ancient empire's fall made horrifying sense. Not a sudden catastrophe. A slow unraveling. The queen continued. "When enough division existed, it entered the world fully."

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.

Roman’s POV “ Ебать.” I muttered, striding down the hallway towards the study. (“Fuck.”) How could this happen now of all times? I wasn't ready to take over the empire and now I had the weight of the entire empire resting on my shoulders. I slammed the door shut behind me as I walked into the study. The desk before me was covered in files, reports, and ledgers, each one screaming for attention. Men had been waiting for my return. Meetings had been postponed, decisions left hanging, alliances trembling in the wind. The death of the head always left cracks, and cracks invited vultures.

You turn, and I learned that the world comes falling down… Not a word, only hurt when my friends can't tell me now I feel loved when I see your face But all these scars, I can't replace Shook me high, hit me hard, and I don't know what you say-ay When you knock on my door And tell me you don't want to fight Oh, baby, I'm sure that I'm not gonna fall this time She parked her car and talked to the valet that probably grandma even hired at the publishing company for her. She smiled nicely at everyone and everyone would fall in love with that smile.