Baldi Comic Novels & Stories

he scoffed. Baldwin groaned hard and went on his kneels. He pulled out his dagger and crawled towards Alpha Nolan. "You are one strong badass" Alpha Nolan grabbed the bag and brought another vial. He uncorked it and put it in Baldwin's mouth. He held his lips tight together. Baldwin cried out a loud muffled noise, with his bones giving off breaking noises. He fell down with his body partly decayed. "I served you well, dead master" Alpha Nolan mocked him.

The brat being dead really suited Chivas! The elders' could feel their hearts skip a beat. If Baldi, their first elder, found out that his son was murdered, he would go on a warpath! And if their opponents proved too strong, Baldi would be the one to take the short end of the stick! Their clan chief was a real snake! - Returning to the tavern, Caleb and Tia headed off to their respective rooms, with Caleb bumping into Hwata, leaning against his door. "Back from your date, kiddo?" she asked, smiling.

Hulk looked at the bald man who was an inch shorter and slimer than the tall man and crooked his lips up. “Alright!” Hulk clapped his hands excitedly. ‘Piece of cake’ He had never had such an easy target. “What will I get if I win?” The bald man raised his face and smiled. The smile was more terrifying than a nightmare. “She’s yours” Hulk pointed at the Belle. “Ugh!!!” The bald man shrugged in distaste. Hulk frowned “Name your prize!” “This business” The bald man waved his hand “Sign it over.” “What?” Hulk glared “How can I give you what isn’t mine?”

Lil had sent two texts, and Baldy read them out, putting on a fake voice to mock her. 'Where are you? You didn't call me like usual' 'Arte, I'm worried. Please text me back' “Time to play damsel,” Baldy muttered, thumbing through the lock screen like he owned my soul. I watched him access my phone with the facial recognition. The device obeyed. “Dictate something sweet,” Brown-hair said, voice bored. “Make it sound like she’s needed.”

Balder yelled and started chasing me around the forest. I laughed when he tackled me, and we rolled around in the grass laughing. "I'm thrilled that you came here, you know," Baldo said and rolled down to my side; I smiled. "Yeah, you feel like a little brother." I replied, and he rolled his eyes, "Yeah? And you like a big sis with that attitude!" He shouted, and I felt the water hit me in a wave. "You little shit!" I gasped, drenched like a cat.

Although Uzi had only invited Cornelius and Baldwin, the others followed without giving social etiquette a second thought. Inside, Uzi’s study, he walked over to a secret compartment and took out a scroll and handed it over to Baldwin feigning an unhappy expression, spouting nonsense, “I will lend you the letter my best friend wrote to me, just so that you won’t be jealous and accuse his sincerity towards you.” Baldwin pulled his lips lopsidedly and ignoring the childish banter, anxiously opened the scroll with trembling hands. Cornelius leaned over his shoulders impatiently.

Wilson asked as soon as he woke up and saw a bald old man in front of him. “God!” Baldy said with a dignified look on his vastly wrinkled face as he bent down beside him. Wilson gave him a head butt and quickly stood up. He followed up with a kick to the head. Baldy’s head hit the hard floor. The whole room vibrated and old man Jenkins burst into laughter and the youngest looking oldie among them giggled with delight. “You………” Baldy had almost begun to spit out curses but was abruptly shut up by the old cane lady.

While Baldie thought that he had won, he suddenly noticed the beggar, who was hovering in the air. The beggar smirked at him. "Why not? With all the atrocities you and your ilk have committed, shouldn't I get a champion to help against you?" Baldie chuckled wryly. "A champion? Don't undersell yourself—you're much stronger than he is." The beggar laughed. "You're kidding. If that really was the case, why would I even bring him?" Baldie's smile stiffened, as he could sense that the beggar was really not lying.

News of the downfall of Jordan and Mr. Baldi's business spread widely, and the news finally reached Erlan's ears. At that time, Erlan was sitting in his office, discussing the latest business strategies with his two cousins, Vito and Bara. "Bro Erlan, have you heard about Jordan and Mr. Baldi?" Vito asked, leaning back in his chair. Erlan nodded. "Yes, I have heard. Have they really fallen?" Bara smiled meaningfully. "It's all because of Arjuna. He designed the plan to bring them down."

Yolanda said smugly. A bald muscular guy with tattoos who stayed at the venue suddenly laughed. "What are you laughing at?" she asked angrily. The bald guy shook his head and replied, "You don't know who you're messing with, but you're barking about like a crazy bitch. You should worry about your own safety first." "What did you say? Who are you?" Yolanda scolded. The bald guy sneered and said, "I'm Harper Labate." "Harper Labate? I haven't heard of you. Who the hell are you?" she asked arrogantly.