Baron Doom Novels & Stories

While the sand mixed with his flesh and the worms, insects were falling from his mouth. I am silently looking at him because I don’t know what to say. When a half lion and half-snake appeared. The body is like a snake and the head is like a lion. It roared so loud like thunder and it pulled the chain that made the man cry hard. His remaining flesh scattered on the floor and his bones were almost broken. “Are you done?”The beast asked and smacked his head on a big steel plate that made his skull weak. I heard it was broken so I closed my eyes because I don’t want to see what happened to him.

“Don Marino, it was Dante’s request to be left alone…” “A request you should have ignored!” he barked. The room grew quiet. “You left my son alone to be killed by a nobody—a worthless death—killed by an old man on the streets of Sicily!” he yelled. “A nobody killed my son. He was going to be Don…” He chuckled dryly, hands shaking, trying to control his anger but failing at it. Everyone watched the Don. He was always a symbol of control and composure—now not so much. They watched as he unraveled before them. He still hadn’t shed a tear.

" I am Doom! And will forever be Doom, No one crosses my path unless he desired death and chaos, I have been Absorbing Galaxies and Planets for Centuries now, This time when I Lord Doom has finally gain control over this Reality " " Reality will fall "

Murmurs rose like a storm tide. The auctioneer froze, his hand shaking as he clutched his microphone. His eyes widened, the color draining from his face. “D… Daviolo.” The name left his lips like a curse, one that tasted of fear. Daviolo. The Devil. My name, my legend, the ghost they all swore was gone.

“Good morning everyone. As some of you might already know, I’m professor Astor, but you can call me Elio. I’m your assistant professor for modern literature.” While the guys mummured about how chill their professor was, the girls giggled at his handsome masculinity. Except Vanessa of course. She was mortified. It felt like they were doing something wrong. How would she explain that Professor Astor had seen her naked in a tub before, or that he had picked her rose toy off the floor? She just hoped that she would be able to survive this. Since she got to Brooklyn, she had been going through one drama or the other. While she didn't entirely hate her experience, she was mortified by it. Now that

“Everything is going to be fine. With the necklace on your neck, I am sure you are going to the final of the tournament” The door opened and we both turned to Baron, who had walked into the room abruptly and looked disturbed. “What is the problem?” I asked. “One of the champions has been mysteriously murdered”

Alex fixed his eyes on Baron and asked. Baron stopped muttering and then seemed to think of something. He immediately denied what he had just said, "No, no. No one is trying to hurt her. Her baby, her baby is alive..." and then Baron looked up at the ceiling and shouted, "No one hurts her. The baby is not dead. She’s alive!" Suddenly, as if he had seen something frightening, his pupils dilated and his face turned white as he trembled. “What are you talking about? Do you lose your mind? Lucy’s baby is dead!”

was his only response before his lips tilted in a grin that most people would find nothing less than deadly, "so who are we killing tonight." "We're not killing, per se," I said, twisting the doorknob to open the room. He tilted his head and gave me a pointed look, "So what are we doing?" "Let's just call it collecting information," I smiled ruefully, matching his grin as I pulled the door open to reveal Baron. In the state he now was even I did not recognize him, even though I had been the one to drill all the bleeding holes in his face. "Ah man, you already did a pretty good job." Adrian had a rather amused smile on, seeming almost surprised. "What information are we collecting?"

I said and shut off my phone for the night. Contrary to what Mari had surmised last night, Damien did not come to pick me up but Baron did and with a surprise. We had both been ready to go and had been on the door step, ready to leave when a fantastic black beast of a car had roared down the driveway towards us and none other than our very own Baron had gotten out. Mari squealed excitedly, “A Ferrari, oh I wish he’d taken me to choose it!” she lamented. Classic Baron, I wondered if he was trying to forget his horrible ordeal by buying this new and extravagant toy. Baron already had two more cars that he hardly used and he had bought another one.

Baron's friends knew it was time to back off by the number of expletives he threw around. The man who blocked his path, however, grinned and said, "Hey, if you find 'him,' don't forget to split the reward with your loyal bros!" "Please. If I find him, do you think I'll still care about that Canien bitch? I'd already have a harem… and I'd share some of the girls with you," Baron said, clapping the man on the shoulder.