Barian Novels & Stories

Cain stretched his arms out at his sides, a dual sword in each hand. The pommels were silver, swirling and curving like crescent moons as they inched down the obsidian blades. His dark hair cascaded down his shoulders. When paired with the armor and swords, Cain looked as deadly as a warrior for the House Viotto should.

"Calm down, will you?" "Peace, you don't understand. I'm happy that he finally wants to introduce me to the world but then, there goes his family. They are quite infamous for always maltreating the less privileged, so I am scared." "Babe keep calm, Alex loves you and that is all that matters, Peace reassured." Oops, pardon my manners. I'm Vivian Blakes. I don't know if I should say I'm a Nigerian or just claim to be an American. Either way, I'm African-American.

The Ice Bear roared furiously hearing the Barbarian Lord’s words, and the face of the Barbarian Lord grew unsightly. “What? You think you’re are the one with 175 wins and not me? That’s b*llsh*t and you know it!” the Barbarian Lord pointed at the Ice Bear and exclaimed. The Ice Bear roared again, and the Barbarian Lord responded. Barbarian and Bear kept doing this for several minutes, forgetting that they weren’t the only ones here.

Anslem, Rubian Capital 2030 General Barron sat in his study, staring into space as he was plagued by disturbing thoughts. Barron was starting to regret sending his only daughter to Silvera just so she could become queen. Barron knew his daughter was very beautiful and he loved her dearly. Hazel's beauty was beyond the beauty of the Rubians and if she didn't have brown eyes and hair, he would've believed that she was either a silver blood or a blue blood. He snorted to himself, he was being totally ridiculous. She was his daughter and as far as he could tell, he was a red- blood.

King Darius said, glancing briefly at Jenia, who felt scared. Javiero understood what King Darius meant. The warlord from the Kingdom of Lycaon immediately completed his task today. They didn't spare a single bat tonight. Javiero has managed to stop the Heafen family's attempts to get Queen Jenia until Barra, Casey, and Dom Heafen leave injured before touching Queen Jenia.

Rania asked haughtily with her chin up. The burly man chuckled softly seeing Rania's defiant attitude shown in front of him. But he liked it. A brave woman, for a man with such a strong character. Absolutely perfect. “People here call me Baron, I'm a bouncer. Well, since I have bought you at a reasonable price, then you should also do your job well. Let me taste your wonderful body, lady Rania.”

she mocked. Had Evander been a royal born, he would have felt her jabs closer to his heart but he wasn’t. He held back his defense of his ‘brother’. It was a reflex . He has always felt the need to defend the Baron when the non-indigenes of Harstark would get bored and spend what little free time they had, passing down stories that never existed. When you’re royalty, everyone seem to know you more than you know yourself, he guessed. Ignoring his growing anxiety about leaving Agrippa’s shop without the mix of magic dust he needed to hold Thomas on if he decided to avoid him, he replied the witch with a nod. Following her lead, he hopped on the surprisingly sturdy broom, helmet strapped tight

the girl in ponytail said cheerfully and twirled. "What are you talking about?," Iktanne replied, completely baffled. The girls looked at her with a bit of confusion at her remark but wasn't bothered by it. "You see, Iktanne-sama, some of our relatives live in the northern province of Japan. Right now, our Empire's northern barracks have detected anomalies that involve about one and a half dozen of Giant bandits attacking villagers from there. Remember the sudden appearance of a tsunami a couple of weeks ago? General Gary of the North barracks sent a report to the Academy that those bandits were the ones responsible for that happening," the girl in pigtails explained.

He only wore a casual shirt under a suit of armour on his torso. Then there was Bran who wore light armour. His hair and eyes were brown in colour while his armour was bright blue. He seemed to be the youngest of the three. “Before that, let me introduce to you. This is Shim Boon, he’s a specialist in herbs and a skilled warrior Hunter. This is Izz, our chef but he’s taking a day off today. He’s also a skillful Hunter. And lastly Bran, which you have already met before.” “Seriously boss? That’s all we get for our intro?” Shim Boon commented.

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