Baron Doom Novels & Stories

The whole place was silent, not even the sound of a pin could be heard, no one dared to whisper because this was not just an ordinary wedding but because the man sitting in the grooms chair was the Baron of Westland, the one rumored to be the devil himself, unforgiven, the one that kills without thinking twice and possesses the most powerful beast ever. Damian tapped his hand patiently on the armrest of the chair he sat on, he wasn’t the king but the chair he sat on was higher compared to that of the king. Damian glanced at the chair where his bride is supposed to sit and his face darkened more when he saw that it was still empty even when it had been an hour since everyone arrived. Followin

(Holgun Iron Horn) “I….I…”.(Baron Sunders) “My Lord!…what is happening?!!…..please save us!..”.(Sunder Family Retainers) Holgun Iron Horn casual yet scathing reply, were just to devastatingly truthful, to the point that it just silent the Baron to the point where his brain just stopped working entirely, currently in the same condition as him, his retainers and his families were already panicking as they saw their lord were looking like a broken man, naturally they too can foresaw what will become of them, once the Trial begin, even more, when the Trial is honest and being done by someone that is not siding with them. Doom is coming for them and they knew it very well.

BOOM The door closes behind me and there Baron leans at the door, his arms wrap around his chest showing his muscular side. “Your phone, Imani.” He demands and trembling I hand it to him. “Hmm… So, I wasn’t wrong about Harry, he truly is a little boy.” Baron mocks. “You are again starting to piss me off, huh?” Out of a sudden, his voice gets loud, with total seriousness in it. “I… I haven’t done… anything…” I stuttered, taking a step back.

“What?” my head is really killing me right now and I can’t process whatever this man is saying. “What’s your name?” I can sense the authority in his voice and I automatically replied. “Amelia Hope Robertson.” I am struggling to talk now. I am palpitating badly and sweating so hard. “I, Dimitri Sky Hemming, reject you, Amelia Hope Robertson as my mate.” What the f*** I don’t know why but I am furious hearing him said that. I know it doesn’t make sense to me but the word reject had my blood boil to its highest point.

Baron came out of his lair along with the new members he recruited himself. It turned out that the Baron did not have a sense of satisfaction. Then from a distance, Baron saw a boy along with his mother walking while carrying some merchandise. The Baron smiled when he saw the 7-year-old boy, he looked quite handsome and innocent, until the Baron came to the two of them.

Baron said, a smug grin forming. “N-no, Mr. Baron. That account has also been taken over. We can no longer access it…” Baron’s expression turned grim. BANG! “Damn it!” he cursed, slamming his desk. “That brat dared to declare war on me! I’ll make sure he meets the same fate as his father,” he growled, his eyes burning with rage as he ended the call.

“But since I will be first to acquire your... services, I will let this go for now. They said the Baron had you a virgin fist, so it means you are still quite fresh and tight.” She gulped, trying so hard to hide how scared she was starting to get. She was hiding from him a rock in her hand, planning to hit him with it if he got near enough. “Services means not cooking for you or serving your meals, you mean?” He crowed. “Unwrapping your thighs so wide open that I can partake of your sumptuous cunt, it means. The Baron will be occupied with my cousin, Lady Veronique, as soon as the arrangement for their marriage is announced tonight in the Duke’s great hall. They are readying the bed as we sp

"Dude, you've been training her for a month. The girl likes you. Why else would she drink that shit you make every morning? And no girl works out five days a week!" Christopher looked away. "Don't turn this into a game." He turned back to them with a cold look on his face. "This isn't a game." His heart was drumming in his chest and he was angry but unsure. Carlos stepped forward. "There is no bet. We're all routing for you, Beast. That's all. Just ask her out…or else." He looked at Carlos in confusion. The big man flexed his muscles. He was a foot shorter than Christopher. He looked at the other two guys. They were flexing their muscles, too.

"Oh, sorry. " "I, being the God of time, had already beheld the end of the world, and trust me, it wasn't like anything mankind ever anticipated. So many infinite schemes of doomsday, it could never be stopped except by the Black Stone. The Black Stone is the most feared object in the whole of 'The Sky Pillars'; where we Gods abide because of the power which it posses, but I had the responsibility of wielding it, even if it was never going to be used. "

If only she knew. Looking up, she realized that it was starting to get dark and she must return home. Serena or rather Aria her wolf ran back home and saw that the door was opened by her brother as he stood there at the doorway talking to probably one of his admirers, not intention of sounding jealous or whatever. Who would be jealous of being hounded by the opposite sex anyway? She trotted up and seemingly in a teasing way collided with her dear brother, Damon. She shouted “SORRY! Brother”, over her shoulder as she ran straight to her room after her small act of mischief.