Barian Novels & Stories

He then knelt and bowed down in front of me while murmuring, "Mi dea. Nomen servi huius Dylan est. Das mihi nomen tuum pulcherrimum [My dear goddess. This servant's name is Dylan. May you grant me your beautiful name]?" I stood up righteously in front of him as I was taught I should and answered politely, "Arie, proles Reginae Deae Hestiae et Deus Minor Lev, princeps vester primus. Surge, Dylan [Arie, offspring of the Queen Goddess Hestia and the Minor God Lev, your first ruler. Rise up, Dylan]." He stood up as I spoke and smiled at me while wiping the tears from my eyes.

She had a strong body build from what I could tell of her uniform. Her daughter had the same pouty lips and it confused me as I recall the little girl calling her 'Daddy?'. She said she lost her mother two years ago in a car accident. Did she call her that because of her masculine structure? I study her more, her face perfectly sculpted with a strong jawline and plump heart shaped lips. Her tall structure was broad like a man and from what I could tell, she had the muscle to go with her body build. My eyes are drawn to her groin area and if I'm not mistaken, I see an outline of a male's genitals. A rather large one at that.

"You're Cyan Belladonna, I presume?" I nodded. "I am, Sir." "Pleased to meet you, Miss Cyan Belladonna." His scarred and calloused hand flew over his heart and bowed before me. "I am Sir Bernard West, Millennium Glory of Nervas Army of Nerinvat. But please feel free to call me Bern, instead." Doesn't Millennium Glory mean—holy shit, he's an army general? I flashed him a grin and dipped my head slightly in return. "It's an honor to meet you, Sir Bern. Please, just call me Cyan."

Korede All the details you need are ready I'll take it to your company now. He opened the second message Good morning sir Our warehouse is currently is on fire,we need your attention at the office right now Tiana What the fuck?. Without wasting anymore time,Dami sped to his company. While driving he thought about how stressful his previous day was and now his warehouse?. Is this a bad omen? Or is this what was going to happened. Yes,when worse things wanted to happen to him in the past. Bad things were what happened first like a preview. Bad things would happen simultaneously like he had offended God and was getting punished for it. Maybe this was his punishment then.

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.

I got out and Kiran opened his door as well. “Yo, man, it’s been too long,” Bo said and we arm-hugged. “This is Kiran, my nephew,” I said to Bo. “This is Bo, my friend.” “Yo man, why you all gotta be so damn tall?” he asked as he shook Kiran’s hand. “Good genes I guess,” Kiran said with a smile. “Come on in. I got your bag,” Bo said.

I asked, touched by the gesture. "Of course." He smiled, closing my hand gently around the fragment. "One day you'll laugh about it, won't you? When you're pouring wine flawlessly and making everyone swallow their words with a glass of…" He thought for a moment. "A nice full-bodied Baraillo." "Baraillo?" I repeated, testing the foreign word on my tongue. "One of Valentia's strongest and most complex wines," Christian explained, amused by my curiosity. "Strong enough to make any arrogant critic think twice before mocking Mrs. Kensington."

"I don't have a divine background like your family does. Just a regular farm hand from a barbarian bloodline" "Oh? You're a barbarian?" Diana asked, intrigued. Barbarians were supernatural creatures just like a vampire, a demon, a werewolf, etc. They were born with a natural talent for manual labour, fighting and strategy. Their origins were from an ancient tribe in the middle of an exotic forest that secluded itself from the outside world and relied on itself.

“Stop acting cool. You are one of the enemies I have, and you know that.” Before I could say more than one word, I felt a surge of energy in me. I shut my eyes as I was unable to get over it. It was stronger than that of a beta like him. “I felt this surge of energy when I woke up in the hospital. It's an Alpha energy and not a Beta." I thought and opened my eyes. “I believed it was Prince Kelvin—and Tyrion is a Beta and not an Alpha.” I blinked as he took away his palm from my body….his perspirations dropping on the floor.