Valerian Empire Novels & Stories

However, I kept quiet and watched and eventually took a glass of water and gulped it down my throat. Annoyingly, she turned back. It was at that point that Alpha Kelly heard her footsteps and raised his head; before he could say a word, she disappeared out of sight. “W..wh..is she?” I eventually found myself asking him. “You don't have to worry about her. What is your name?” he asked, staring into my eyes. “Valera!” I responded in a low, soft voice. “Do you care for a glass of wine?” he asked to reach out to one of the big bottles of colored red water.

“I’d like to see you try. You’re still too much of a coward to come at me directly.” “Careful, Cassiel,” Valerian warned, his voice taking on a sinister edge. “You’re acting awfully brave for a man who doesn’t realize his own house is compromised. You think those guards of yours are loyal? How many of them did you bother to vet personally? Or did you just take whatever riffraff looked competent enough?”

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

Matt said with a smile. In the history of the empire, it was said that a deity favored Clandestine and decided to live here for some time before the war between the demons and the other beings. Since a deity was not allowed to help in the war, he sent his most favored fae and made him the emperor of Clandestine. As proof of their bond, the deity gave the emperor a very unique seed. Once it was grown, it would bless the land of the emperor who planted it.

That time Aloysius was aware of his powers and strangely he tried to protect her but was executed by Ezekiel. ' In this life I won't let Aloysius die that's why I took him under me,' she smirked and bowed in front emperor and empress. " Greetings to sun and moon of Obela empire." " You may raise your..." Empress was interrupted by emperor's serious order. " Valerie come in my office now!" " Yes, your majesty." Valerie calmly replied and glanced at her shocked empress and Helene. Something cold started covering her heart's warmth and that was because of her elder brother Raphael.

She was no longer just a girl who had been saved; she was a queen who was fighting back, her power a growing, undeniable force. Valen was a stoic, silent presence, his face a mask of grim determination. He was a Varek soldier in a land of strangers, his loyalty a beacon of unwavering light in the suffocating darkness of the mountains. He was not just fighting for his king; he was fighting for the girl he had failed to protect, a debt of honor that he would repay with his life.

Whoever she was, she had to be strong, powerful, maybe even dangerous to sit on that throne. "No one knows yet," my assistant replied. "But her identity will be made public soon." Could this be someone I already knew? Had she been working quietly in the shadows of business? Well, we’d all have to wait to see who owned the empire now. I paused for a moment before turning back to him. "Send our condolences to the Smithfield family immediately. Flowers, and a gift as well," I ordered. "Yes, sir," he said, quickly typing into his tablet.

Valerius laughed, not because of his father's question, but because of the reason why Valerian was like that. ​Valerian wasn't supposed to join the entertainment industry before. He always rejected their phone calls and offers. Valerian is actually the perfect boy they could have; he has everything. He could be the perfect model for the Overly Boys, but they have one more problem: his grumpy attitude. Meanwhile, Valerius was also offered a spot, and just like Valerian, he always turned them down. They didn't want to be part of the biz; they even both said that being famous is awful as fuck.

“You used me. You used my loyalty to manipulate Kael. You—” “I didn’t want this for you,” Varis interrupted, his tone softer now, as if attempting to justify his actions. “But the truth is... the empire needs you both. Together. You are bound by more than just the Soul-Oath. You have a future—one that I can help you shape. A future where the empire doesn’t fall apart. Where peace reigns.”

Santoro looked between us with the quiet satisfaction of a man watching an experiment yield exactly the results he expected. “I hear she’s precious to you,” he said. I kept my eyes on him. Not her. Him. “What do you want Santoro.” “You know what I want.” “Say it.” He tilted his head. “Your empire. Your territory. Your networks in Milan, Rome, and the north.” He said it simply, like he was listing items on a shopping list. “Sign it over. All of it. And walk away.” “And if I don’t.” He glanced at Nina. Just briefly. Just enough.