Barbarian Mc Novels & Stories

The moment I reached the front, a bouncer stopped me with his hand. “You need to go to the back of the line.” his face was stern as he stared at me. I stared at him for a second. Then I reached into my purse and pulled out a thick bundle of cash, slipping a thousand dollars into his hand. His eyes widened instantly, before a smile spread across his face. “Welcome,” he said quickly, stepping aside. “Welcome to Onyx Seramis.” I simply walked past him, and stepped into the club, the music blasting right into my eardrums.

I could sense that he was blushing even if I couldn't see. "Anytime Kamara" he said his voice low and deep. I walked to my front door alone after convincing him that he didn't want to be on the receiving end of my mother's wrath. *** "Be careful around the backyard" Gyasi yelled at me. Yep, Gyasi my twenty one year old older brother was here for the holidays. "Whatever" I yelled back obviously to frustrate him and it worked because he grunted in response.

I spun on my heels to get a look at the source of the voice "You were thinking out loud." "I spent over a thousand hours on that painting." The voice continued "E.A.D?" The words left my lips as I stared at the letters at the bottom of the painting "It's an acronym for Eugene Ari Darian." "Greek?" I scoffed, genuinely amused "A greek god actually," he corrected, arrogance clear in his tone with his head held up high "You are arrogant, you know that right?" I asked, not the least bit impressed "Okay, I'm sorry if I've been rude." His attempt at an apology was weak-hearted, he didn't mean it and I could sense it

They are all rigid in their suits without forgetting their precious earpiece. Goodbye to the little liberty I had. I will be nineteen soon and I was finally planning to have a boyfriend this year but unfortunately, I've to say goodbye to that also. Adios Azure. He is my long run crush, the brother of my friend Didem. Azure and I have just started to get along and we were finally planning to hang out but now I can't get out. I can't put my life in danger. It's as if destiny wants me to be imprisoned in this house forever.

Take no prisoners. No one in the little town would believe that the tattooed, bike-riding hedonist as his mom was fond of calling him was actually a high-powered businessman who demolished anything that stood in his way. He liked it that way. Liked giving people the wrong impression so that when he sprung what the fuck he really was on them, it was too late.

Why is he trying to behave like a damn villain? *** Please vote and comment :)

Something to make the barbarian uncomfortable. That confused me though. Who is he to Mardichi that he cares about his opinion? 'Brother.' The recollection dawned on me immediately. But I realized just as fast how impractical that was. They look nothing alike. The barbarian was a great monster of a man. His shoulders nearly twice as wide as those of the other man who was tall and slender. I'd have thought him large before having seen Mardichi. *** "Sebastian." Mardichi sighed in defeat as he watched the other man pressing past him to enter the hut.

I said, turning my laptop off “we have a lot to do this afternoon” *********************************** “Dante, you know that my respect for your family is endless, but these plans are not ones that would work. If anything, we might lose more than we would ever gain” Mikhail Baryshnikov said, looking at me. This man in specific was one of the oldest investors and partners of the family. He was also one of the men who encouraged Giovanni into dropping his family to build a bigger empire.

They entered the private elevator and Jericho exhaled. “Detective Reynolds has exclusive records gathered over time of a certain...person whose powers and ways are in sync with what's been happening in the pack. And that person is not the Green Witch.” Wayne's face was stoic and looking straight ahead as Jericho spoke. “His name is The Baron. But no one really knows what he is or what he looks like. Kelly's records say he can control beasts, break barriers and make things invisible. So it's very likely he broke the barrier, controlled a beast to cause that crash but made sure it was invisible.”

As the Barbarian King, he did not practice mana but that did not mean he was a weak person. In fact, his strength was similar to a level nine supreme paragon. He had all the ability a level nine supreme paragon should have. Thus, he was quite surprised to see Severin had become a level eight royal paragon. Nevertheless, he was very good at controlling his emotions. He had a friendly smile on his face and said, "I guess you must be Severin. Do you know how popular and famous you are now in Bleurealm?"