Baron Blood Marvel Novels & Stories

I just smile and shake my head just as one of my patrols mind links me to let me know that an unmarked police car has turned onto the road between the Crimson Snow Pack and the Midnight River Pack. “They should be here any minute.” I tell Bree, Dax, Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, just as Tasha and Channing return from showing Alpha Connor where they had found the human body and where the scents of the vampires are. It’s then that we see two headlights heading our way.

"I used Silas’s personal credit card. I figured it was only fair. He owes me a million dollars, plus interest." As they walked toward the black ship, the air in Valletta seemed to vibrate with a new energy. The "Billionaire’s Blood Proxy" was over. The Architect’s War had begun.

In the blinding brightness of the room, the blood looked unnaturally dark, almost black. "There is a beautiful vulnerability to the human body," the Director said. He sounded entirely conversational, his voice smooth and untroubled over the sound of my ragged, choked breathing. "We think we're so strong, so invincible when we're running through the shadows. But we're really just water, bone, and nerves. And nerves, Elara, are so incredibly easy to manipulate. They are the ultimate biological design flaw."

“Is that what this has all been about? You disrupted my wedding and kidnapped me, bringing me here so you could feel important and rub it in my face that you killed my family.” Sergio didn’t speak. “You let me believe I was nothing. Then you chained me to your side, gave me knives, maps, riddles... like I was a pawn in some twisted game.” He finally stepped forward. “You are simply here as payment for a debt owed to my family... You were never a pawn I chose.” “Then what am I?” she asked bitterly. He looked at her sadly. “You're the queen that was never meant to rise.” ************************************************** Suddenly, the manor’s alarm pierced the quiet.

“When will you stop playing around and act like a real prince for once? Your father and I have been asking you to take things seriously so you can help your brother, but what do you do instead? You sleep with women after women and now a servant?! Oh, Goddess Mitera.” “Technically, I wasn't kissing her—I was punishing her.”I corrected her and picked up one of the pictures. “Let me have this as a souvenir.”I hid the picture in my pocket and I saw Solenn's face turning red in anger. “This is why you will never be as good as Kraven. You never take things seriously and still act like a child! You killed a group of rogues when you know damn well we don't mess with the werewolves! And for what? To

The Sigils of Velnor at the boundary stones glowed a sick blue. A figure stood on the far side of the border—tall, dark cloak, silver eyes reflecting the moon. King Zevran Kaelith. The Lycan King himself. “Your pack shelters what is mine,” Zevran said, his voice carrying through the pines. “Return the boy.” Draven stepped forward. “We shelter no one.” Zevran’s eyes cut past him—straight to Kaelira. “Then why does your blood smell like his?”

I was shocked to the core; I ran my fingers through my hair and went up to change for the baby home coming party. I stood under the hot water of the shower and the flashes of my teary mate kept coming to mind, I was the one that started all this, I should have just been honest with her; why was I so afraid that she would not accept the monster I had become. I got out and put on my white shirt, not putting my buttons up all the way and navy blue suit pants; I looked in the mirror and my eyes were red from crying in the shower, I combed my hair into a pompadour and put on some cologne; tonight I would make Athena fall in love with me again and I will claim her. She is mine and mine only; I wil

"How? Do you mean Zach Howe? That useless trust fund brat? Has Ethan completely lost his mind? Has Tara eaten away at his brain? Associating with someone like him? Haha! Well, it won't be long before Ethan's name disappears from society entirely." Zach was not just a spoiled rich kid. He was dangerous and had blood on his hands. Ethan playing in his territory would leave nothing but scraps of bone behind. "Aren't you even a little curious why he's doing this?" "I'm not curious. His business isn't mine. Alright, I've got things to do. Hanging up now."

"You drank it, my blood, pure vampire blood. Now you are part of the Haltz Clan and my right hand." Al immediately wiped his mouth roughly, "Why are you being so arbitrary!?" he said annoyed. "Oh yeah...? That's just how I am," he replied coldly. #to be continued in Chapter 3.1 - Ignored

Baron suddenly grabbed me and pulled me toward his jeep. "Hey, stop it! Let go of me!" I cried. "You are coming with me. The Alpha of my pack is dying to take revenge on your dear Ambrose, so you are the perfect victim for him. Maybe he will let me have some fun with you after he is done with you," Baron sneered. No way. I may be weak, but I would not let this scumbag take me without a fight. I raised my foot and kicked him as hard as I could. My foot landed right between his legs and he yelped.