Baron Draxum Novels & Stories

Drax arrived fifteen minutes ago with Ryker as they were handling a different issue but decided to stop in on the execution. Ryker has since mated to Drax, he is also known as his Beta Male, while Lora is his Beta Female, both known as the Royal Prince and Princess of the Beta Supreme. Ryker is with Cayden talking business as I meet Drax in front of the cells, "It's about time you arrive, you lap dog," and Drax growls and says, "I haven't had my share of blood today, don't temp me," and Bashien giggled, "You wish, lap dog," before Drax stuck his middle finger at me and started laughing. We entered the cells and we could smell blood from the torture, Vlad appeared saying, "Actually, I might n

Madchen closed her eyes, and waited for the worst, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. Suddenly, she felt Jason’s grip loosen on her, then heard an almighty thump. She opened her eyes to see Drago standing over her supervisor, glaring a hole through him. “Is this how you treat all your employees?” His voice was calm, too calm. Jason, now petrified, backed away on his elbows, putting space between him and the terrifying doctor. Watching Drago right now, in this moment, Madchen thought he really did resemble a dragon, on the verge of lighting Jason on fire.

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

Before he could strike, The Demon applauded Apex’s abilities as a warrior and a fellow berserker only the strong shall be recognized while the weak shall become their stepping stone to even greater power. The lesser demon raised his weapon against the beast proclaiming his strength as he said with pride. "I am Draxor the kingslayer, these livestock are nothing lesser than a stepping stone to even greater feats of power. I ask you on behalf of the northern king for you to join us in our conquest of true power!” The Demon boasted. Apex offered no words to speak as he spitted at the demon’s offer wasting no time he punched Draxos in the chest with enough force to destroy two dozen mountains at

They destroyed everything I had worked for and sacrificed a lot for. My real name is Dorian, but I changed it to Dracula when I became a Demon King. All I had wanted since my childhood was to be the most powerful and have everyone under my feet. I wanted the whole of America to obey my order, but it seemed as if my dream was never going to come true. I had been reduced to nothingness since birth, and it had been a burden on my heart. I was ready to do anything I could do to get those powers and authorities. I wanted the entire universe to dread me.

Don't do this to him! 'I will never take a dirty male slave as my Luna,' I growled back, slamming the mental door shut with full force, trapping Drax in the dark until his screams dissolved into pathetic, muffled whimpers. 'He is worthless to me. He is ruined, useless trash.' I took three slow steps forward, stopping right in front of the servant.

I barely eat proper food—even if how cheap it is, I wasn't able to eat it. I can't waste it to good foods when I have bills to pay—It's also a torture to eat the food that your parents buy for you when you're young. “The food is actually decent.” Vincent said as he took another bite “Ma'am, I'm Dion by the way.” the blue haired bodyguard introduced himself “I'm the boss' newly hired bodyguard.” The blue haired idiot said as he shake my hand shamelessly—the way he was shaking it, can detach my arm. He looks energetic—like a golden retriever.

She said. She was right. Drax was the only reason the packs were still standing. That’s why Damian was fighting so hard to get rid of him. Drax is the only one that can challenge him for the Alpha position. So, as soon as he could get Drax out of the picture, then he could do whatsoever he wants without consequences, because the people would have no other option. There was still a chance of Drax getting cured and coming back to challenge for the throne, and Damian didn’t want that to happen.

Beta Drax was killed alongside his childhood best friends over a thousand years ago. He was awakened as one of the Supreme Beings to help rule alongside King Aidan and Gamma Ty. He was forced to reject his first mate because it was a forbidden love and then he was assassinated in a coup not knowing his second chance mate was pregnant with his twin boys. He returned to find his second chance mate was mated and married to the mate he rejected years ago. They raised his boys while having kids of their own. He never expected to be still bonded with both mates.

The Council always tried to hide them after. The bond tugged suddenly. Harder this time. Drax was moving closer in his mind. His steps felt different through the thread. Not angry. Not fast. Slow and heavy. Then Drax’s voice came from the trees. Alone. No army. “Elora.” He stepped out into the clearing. He looked nothing like the Alpha King I had seen before. His clothes stayed torn and dirty. His face stayed pale and tired. His eyes stayed red like he had not slept in days.