Barian Novels & Stories

“From today, Darius will be helping prepare our warriors for the coming war.” Murmurs immediately spread through the crowd. A few warriors exchanged amused looks, while others openly frowned. “He is a Southern prisoner,” one of them muttered loudly enough for everyone to hear. “And we’re supposed to take orders from him?” The King looked toward Darius. “You will show them one of your Southern formations.” Darius stepped forward without saying a word. He looked over the group of warriors, studying them one by one. “How many of you have fought in a proper formation before?” he asked.

I gushed a little too excitedly. "German Shepherd and he named him Slash," I heard him chuckling to himself, "he thought it was badass name according to him but it's actually one of his hacker terms." So I learned something new. Their eighteen-year-old brother was probably a hacker or something along the lines of one. Ace seemed to be into something more dangerous and deadly and Gunnar seemed to be into the business side of things. He seemed like the type to initiate meetings. But it was all one business. The question remained, what was said business?

Thus, gradually, one by one, the territory collapsed and became prey to demon-beasts. The Barnabas Kingdom. The Western Frontier of the Fortis Kingdom. This area was directly adjacent to Barney County, which was in the southwest area of the Fortis Kingdom. The dimensional crack in Barney County had been sealed, but there was no guarantee that it would not reopen. The initial victims fell precisely in the Barney County area.

his right cheeks following few punches on his face and kicks in his stomach, shabbier was in his early sixties however his well build and maintained body made him look much more younger, also his punches were as strong as some young fighter “HOW DARE YOU…. BASTARD…. HOW DARE YOU TO EVEN THINK OF KILLING RAVAN… HUH…? DON’T YOU DARE FORGET YOUR PLACE HERE….. DON’T YOU RMEMBER YOUR OLD DAYS WHEN I PICKED YOU UP FROM THE BROTHAL WHERE YOU WHORE MOTHER WAS WORKING AS SLUT haaa….?” Shabbier growled loudly as he purposely scratch Vivan old wounds… “DON’T YOU FUCKING SAY ANYTHING ABOUT MY MOTHER SHABBIER…. DON’T SAY A WORD ABOUT HER….” Vivan too growled back on him and in split second their surroun

he crossed his arms while standing beside me observing the brunette. She was pretty but her dress code screamed prostitute. Her skirt was too short for comfort and her shirt revealed too much skin and to top it all off, she was a pretty little slip of a thing. "No." She said. "THAT THING-" she gestures to me "-doesn't deserve to be here."

I will work nonstop to bring Valentino and who ever the fuck helped him in this attack to their knees before the women they turned me into They will scream out the name Qiabla as they beg for mercy while I cut, burn and maim their Besh until their hearts stop beating "FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE LOST SOME ONE FROM YOUR ANTORAGE PLEASE NOTE THAT WE WILL BE HELPING IN THEIR COST OF BARRIEL" IR'S the least I can do for the loved ones of the men lost here today. "AS FOR THE MEN WHO BELONG TO NEITHER OF OUR GROUPS, THEY WILL BE TAKEN CARE OF AND DESPOSED OF PROPERLY" Vic finishes then hand me a glass of water while leading me to a chair. "You did so fucking good doll I'm so proud of you, but you do

She quickly asked, "What happened?" Barry took a deep breath. "We've been giving wind of a man by the name of Bashir frequently, so we looked into him. He's a formidable enemy who turned his back on the mundane world a long time ago, but he's currently back in action under the Rondoniers’ payroll. He used to be known as the Supreme Battle Warrior, and I heard unlike ordinary humans, he's learned the immortal arts." Mya was taken aback when she heard this and turned toward Adrian. "Do you remember that black metal we found at St. Elmer's Church? You mentioned there may have been immortals once upon a time. They possess formidable powers, don’t they?"

" Fabian is the one with the bandana and wavy hair. I believe that action has already been taken, so let us not intervene further. The one at the rear, the one who flirts the most with us, is—" "I've seen him," I mentioned, but I mentioned none of my own. When I understood that the man on the float and the naked man I had seen in the woods close to theArcane of Baristo were the same person, my eyes opened to their furthest possible extent. My chest was tightening as I sensed a tremendous amount of energy that seemed to bring us back together. Who exactly is this individual? Why do I have this feeling that each time I saw him, I got a little bit closer to him? "You know who Chase Roan Santi i

She watched as he stared at the calendar and then back at his mug. “I…I don’t know. I guess we would never know since the beast hasn’t been made yet” Lorraine replied sensibly but yet casually. “Hmnn.. true. We don’t know what powers our beast would have, but I doubt it would be anything small. It has to be something as powerful as his name….His nature” Bernard paused and inhaled deeply “I could almost smell my success” he turned to Lorraine as he grinned “Coffee?” he offered politely, she seemed uncomfortable but tried her best to hide it

I watched helplessly as the figure moved closer to me—Ria’s older sister, BB. Everyone called her by her initials, short for Belinda Baker. While there were certain physical differences between the two of them, such as Ria having been much taller and more fit, and BB choosing to straighten her hair while Ria had always embraced her lion’s mane of curls, their faces were very similar. Looking at BB now, I was forced to confront a ghost that, to this day, haunted me almost every waking moment, and the sleeping ones as well. I nodded at BB, not sure I could trust myself to speak without breaking apart, a stabbing pain in my chest, certain my lungs might collapse.