Baal X Yae Novels & Stories

The stage was set, the players assembled, and the fate of all creation hung in the balance as Lutan, the harbinger of destruction, prepared to make his mark upon the world. "Looks like I'm the top dog now!!!. So, it's time for all of you to bow before me," Lutan declared, his voice dripping with smug satisfaction. Baal, his eyes crackling with electricity, stepped forward. "You think you can command us into submission? You're not fit to rule, Lutan." Lutan laughed, a sound filled with contempt. "I'll show you who's fit to rule." With a flick of his wrist, Baal summoned a bolt of lightning, aiming it straight at Lutan. But Lutan was faster. With a deft movement, he redirected the lightning, s

Bailey gasped, dropping to her knees. The ground beneath her cracked slightly. Energy pulsed outward in a visible wave. Warriors stumbled back. Even Liam flinched. Xander moved instantly, but stopped himself before touching her. He trusted her. Even when it hurt to watch. “Control!” the elder commanded. “Breathe!” Bailey forced air into her lungs. The power resisted. Wild. Untamed. But she refused to collapse again. She forced it inward. Like grabbing lightning with bare hands. Slowly…

"Malcolm Baal is marrying a mortal!" Holy matrimony. Arthur pulled the CV-3 video viewer off and dropped it beside his laptop. This was the worst possible news. With a groan, he leaned forward and bumped his forehead against the steering wheel. Karl would want to retaliate. And there were only five agents on the kill the undead team. They were too outnumbered to do anything overt. And they still didn't know where Aya was. That damned Baal was hiding her.

Mature Content!!! "Ooh! Yael…" he called her name with a primal roar as he thrust in and out pushing his hard member into her again and again. The impact of their sexes was creating indecent sounds along with Yael’s moans that was getting louder and out of control. The friction that was building up between them only seem to ignite that fire between them to become a hell fire, waiting to burn their sins away.

said James. “Y-Yes, Sir.” Balchae did not dare to refuse Youri’s order. Youri was the Doom Race’s Great Elder, even his master would tremble before him. Although Waspen had ordered him to grab a treasure, he could not care less about it now. Balchae immediately sealed his cultivation base. As soon as he complied, James smiled faintly. Masquerading as the Doom Race’s Great Elder was very useful, and he disarmed Balchae effortlessly.

“Yes, it was unanimously agreed that I, the chief of Guchi clan must not behave as Umai, who for a similar act caused the gods to pour their wrath on us even till this day. I wondered why my king could not understand that the prince was actually serious to fulfill his vows. I perceived war will soon come. Princes and Emperors do not swear by the name of their god and forget to make it happen. The clan chiefs and the king deliberated together, trying to untie this difficult knot, by seeking a solution to the matter, yet nothing different came from above. Briah, the priest of Zoe was gone! The gods seemed far from us. The king concluded that Banabella must not be given to the prince. I demande

he added. "Promise I won't let you down," I said with a smile as I held Bailey's hand under the table. We looked and smiled at each other. But I was suddenly upset when her mother spoke again and mentioned Yael's name. "Actually, Yael is really what I want for my son. But I don't want to hinder Bailey's happiness. She chose you so I can't do anything," her mother said with a smile.

Baalee says as she pulls me from my dark bathroom She takes me to my bed and gently pushes me to were I sit down on the edge. She goes to the small table by the door and grabs the tablet she never seems to be without. "Let me see," she whispers as she taps on the screen. "Here it is. Capt. Cull of Shikaz is set to fight Lt. Orson of Shikaz. It looks like he is battling a kinsmen of his," Baalee says and pure relief expells from me as I fall back onto the bed.

“My mate will come, he will save me. He is my hope he is my saviour. I need him to survive. I have called and he will come, he will come to save me” “Save you from what Baylee?” “The world, the world will want me, they will come, he will save me from them all. I have called and he will come” “Who is the world, I don’t understand Baylee” She stops painting and looks straight at the camera. Her eyes were bright purple, glowing, her hair looked silver as her aura radiated around her body. “I have called and he will come. I am the Banshee and he my one. he will come to save me from the evil ones,