Barbarian's Seduction Novels & Stories

Knowing that much would have to be done at his command. His way. And that he would demand payment. Payment I badly wanted to give him. This was my mate. My barbarian… THE END Related to the Ardae Series: The Taming King of the Seditious

And he was bare-chested, she could see his strong and muscular upper body in front of her eyes! “Don’t you remember what happened last night, Cherry?” His voice was more like a whisper, husky and passionate. “You pulled me to bed. You seduced me, saying you’re cold, asking me to warm your body. And you moaned in pleasure as we kissed….” Siena felt her heart beat faster as if it wanted to jump out of her chest. No! That was impossible! Had she lost her mind? Ah, she remembered taking too much sake! Then her head felt heavy and….

The weird king moved his hand in denial, “no, I am asking for two lives in exchange for two. The girl is a hybrid, a witch, and a werewolf. She has access to two spirits and so she cannot be regarded as an ordinary one-spirited person. My trade is fair, the girl in exchange for Tobias and Gedoni,” King Barroc made a move towards the door and Darius jumped in front of him, “You know I can take it from you right now right?” Darius threatened, “you are no match for me in strength and I have seen how weak your guards are. My Beta and I have handled stronger men in battle and we have come out victorious. So I consider this a small task you know,” Darius threatened as he inched forward towards Bar

Banari looks like a kid mixed and matched his body parts, but his shifts don’t hurt. “Thanks, boys,” Truda says as we pull out of her and set her back on the ground. “Have fun, Banari?” she asks, running her fingers over his head as she passes him. He turns, tackling her to the ground, mounting her, and thrusting into her. She turns, snarling at him, but he pins her to the floor by her neck, continuing to thrust harder and harder until he’s roaring his own release. By the time he’s done, Truda is purring with pleasure at having had all three of ‘her’ men, as she calls us.

No one answered and there was no sound apart from the unending noise of The Unbidden Army down below. “Is there anyone coward enough to choose the losing side and walk away from me?!” he boomed, looming closer to them. Gia and Cynthia were right behind the masters of the Vrek Cult on the second row but they got the urge to cower away as The Baron advanced. “I am the greatest! I am most victorious! I will win this war and prove that destiny can never be denied even when it is stolen!” he bellowed. Gia held her breath. What was The Baron talking about?

“I am not in love with her. That was your deal, yours and Mikial. You gave over to the love feelings and from that moment on, you were toast.” “Just because you haven’t yet, doesn’t mean you won’t.” “I admit I find her intriguing and wouldn’t mind getting her in my bed but anything else is not on the table,” Barshan stated. He knew he was lying to his brother. The woman already had a hold over him. The kind he’d never felt before. When all this was done, he wanted to explore whatever it was between them. Only he felt a bit afraid it would be more than just exploring, he may get lost in her instead.

He has dead eyes, and his aura could rend mountains and boil oceans. Then the barman walks in smiling. “Did you read the terms and conditions of your contract? Did you check who the contact was?” “I collected a loan two days back, and you are here to get a percentage of that loan? Is… is that even fair? And who the hell is Vengeful Steffan?” The barman stares at me mockingly. “I’m not the manager. I’m only a barman, and my duty is to enforce authority.” He then stretches his worn-out suit. “You desperately cried for help two days ago. Now your boyfriend is safe, right? Pay the 5%, and we’ll be back next week.”

Looking on the bright side, we can't really see what the devil is planning or get secrets from him without getting close, can we? The door opens, revealing the man who broke me and pushed me to the wall. The one my heart longs for but my mind detests. Baron is now bare-chested with the apron off. He looks pitiful, like a scolded child. I know what he’s about to do next, whimper like a kid, sweep me in his arms and kiss me till I forgive him, then we make sweet love… It always worked for him because I’m obsessed with his existence.

SEX AND SCAM The bass throbbed through the soles of my stilettos like a second heartbeat. I leaned back against the sticky bar, gin and tonic sweating in my hand, and watched him watch me from the VIP ledge. Black shirt open at the throat, sleeves rolled to the forearms, the kind of careless wealth that doesn’t need to shout. He hasn’t looked away in ten minutes. Good. Let the hunger build.

Harison stood with a meaningful grin, observing their interaction. “How are you, Mr. Harison?” Baron began, his voice dripping with insincerity. “I hope you’re not suffering too much in this condition.” Harison frowned, his eyes narrowing at the sarcastic tone in Baron’s words. Slowly, he shook his head, signaling his disapproval. Baron continued, “By the way, what about our previous plan? The agreement to arrange Nadine’s marriage to Darren. Isn’t that a promise we need to fulfill? I’m sure it’ll bring great benefits to all of us.”