Barian Novels & Stories

only My husband calls me Arianna and I'd appreciate it if loose women like you stay out of my part " I said and she raised her hand to slap me but I caught it immediately. " Don't you dare it or wed wash our dirty linings in public De Nero , you know what ,I pity for your family ,one brother is a rapist and the sister eagerly waiting to become a second wife " I spat and she struggled with me . " This isn't over yet Aria I will post the video I promise you " she threatened. " My love " I heard his suiting voice as his strong manly arms hugged me from behind . The fake Barbie glared at the both of us as she matched into the party .

she snapped, “I need to get back the shop before the boss has my head. Is this about the Bloody Barbies again?” Bloody Barbie was the nickname Maria gave to the murders ever since she’d gotten involved as a suspect. It was an apt name. Each crime scene that had been investigated was painted red with each victim’s blood, and in each one there would be a bloody doll left behind (though, not exactly a Barbie), no less than three feet away from the body.

he ordered with a wave of his fingers and a man dragged himself inside with his head bowed, his feet were bare and cracked, his robe torn in scratches and caked with mud, the man shivered so violently that his teeth chattered, when he looked up his face was weather worn and gaunt but very familiar. "Sikorra" the king breathed the name cautiously like one would the name of a ghost for the man before him he thought had been dead for over seventeen years. "Terreus, my old friend" Sikorra said tiredly "I see the crown has been kind to you" he smiled crumbling to his knees. The king leaped out of his throne catching his friend who was nothing but bones beneath his robes "Fetch me some water and a

Each green point released a shackle of neon chains that tethered him. “Grrrrrroik!” He shrieked as Marlena’s superior magic bore into his skin. "Alpha, this man is a barakian kripling," Marlena whispered after her discovery. A barakian kripling is a warlock who was brought back from the hollows of hell after already dying by a necromancer, which signified that he had a master. Now turned into an unholy pawn. Someone must have summoned this diabolic creature for this fucking mission, but who was behind this?

Big and rich kings have different lifestyle,And people also treat him like that.The great Barrett Ambrose was the king of the country, he ran the whole country with his sympathy and understanding. Who took care of being a poor country with his own hands and made a poor country a rich country with his hard work.Which is called Havanlia today where very beautiful people and great kings live.

At the back of his remaining pack which was a little due to just how much Marissa killed them off and how few they were in the first place. “For what? Killing my men? Harming my mate? Or trying to exterminate my pack while I was away. Very unethical, if I do say so myself”. Dario said as he circled the bear king that suddenly found it hard to breathe, swallowing his saliva as a way to get rid of the tension he felt but he had made up his mind to take whatever it was that came with this visit. “I apologize Alpha Dario. However, an apology is not the reason for my visit. I came because I want to join forces with you to wage a war against the humans for breaking their own end of the bargain fir