Baron Draxum Novels & Stories

The man seemingly in his forties, blonde hair, blue eyes and a tattoo peeking from underneath his collar leaps forward to throw his arms around Drax. "You said you wouldn't show up to some boring political event then what's with the change of mind?" The man asks, looking from between Drax and I. "Thought I would try something new" Drax shrugs, grabbing a glass of wine from the waiter that passed by. "I can already see how many new things you are trying.Now look at you bringing a hook-up to big events— "Rawoon" Drax's stern voice cut him off, a glare was sent his way.Rawoon's face morphed with confusion.

To sigh. " Finish her." With this being said, he turns around to leave when I scream from behind. Clenching my fists. " W...ho...a..re you!" The man's back stiffens and that's when he runs his fingers through his hair. To let the hood drop. “ Cerberus… they call me Cerberus . The barrier between life and death. And also the loyal servant of her, my Queen. Heratte…” “ The Goddess of Darkness.”

Calixto was also caught up in his time freeze, his bow and arrow pointed towards Dhruv, I looked away from him and went downstairs to go meet Alexander Dhruv aura was powerful as I got to where he was. Underneath the crimson moon, he looked so ethereal, even more intimidating than he was in the image of the first version of the enchiridion. His horn were blue, the same colour as his turquoise hair which seemed to flow endlessly to the ground. And his eyes, piercing and fiery, seemed like torches of fire in the pit of Gehenna. "I didn't know you planned on revealing your true self tonight, Alexander," I said.

Vane, who had apparently gotten bored of guarding the merchants, had joined them, firing from behind a statue of the First Merchant. "A little help here!" Vane yelled, ducking as a plasma bolt took the head off the statue. "They're getting close!" Drax’s golden walker stomped up the ramp. The ground shook with every step. "Viper!" Drax roared, scanning the area with his red optical sensors. "Come out and die like a Prince!" Tristan stood up from behind a marble planter. "You’re loud, Drax!" Tristan shouted, walking into the open. "Compensating for something?"

He shook his head as if to try to physically knock the unwelcome thoughts out of his brain. Gathering his emotions more tightly under control, he squared his shoulders and stood tall, pointing an accusing finger at the dark-haired witch. "You will not destroy me! I am Brandur of Clan Sköll, known as The Destroyer for a reason!" The woman sighed heavily, and he thought he saw her roll her eyes. "Freya help me," Astrid murmured, raising her hands in a supplicating gesture toward the skies. "Once again, Brandur of Clan Sköll, I am not here to harm you. You are far too important for that."

Calvin stated and poured him a drink. Little Starky boy just did my job for me. I had a name and a species. Demacores were extremely sadistic creatures that were created by none other than Douchey Loki. I did not know specifics, but I would learn every single detail about them that I could. It made me wonder if this was the asshat that I would be destroying. Draxthi hummed and took a sip of his drink, grinning when he tasted it. His tongue slid over his teeth as if savoring every drop.

’, Bali sat, put his hand on the table, and rotated his first finger on the juice cup, ‘The Saturn’, he closed his eyes and murmured, “Ravan” Bali lifted the cup of juice and sipped. Again, he closed his eyes. Why Ravan wanted a significant number of spacecraft? What was the purpose? What was he planning? Why did Bali care about that? He took another sip, put the cup on the table, and left his chair to visit the workshop where he and his team manufactured various types of spacecraft.

he said as he stared at the burning building with the kidnappers inside screaming in pain. “Grim reaper?” confusion was on my face. He shook his head, “Non, I am Doom and I bring death to people.” “What do you mean?” I asked with confusion. He replied with a cold voice, “It doesn’t matter. You will forget about me anyway.” “I won’t… You saved me. I owe you my life,” I murmured. “You will, I will make you,” he softly mumbled as he slowly snapped his finger in front of me.

"Mom,but isn't Vador the name of our vampire king?" "Yes,he's the dark lord" "Dark lord,really mom?" Ava asked laughing"I bet you made this story up to scare us." "It's real!, the dark lord is vador" Aaliyah said going to the kitchen "My point is that I want you both to stop fighting everyday, Aiden lost his twin and a bigger part of himself.Who knows maybe you'll realize your twin power soon." "Mom we have no twin power "Emma replied "I haven't even figured out my special ability you know."

Drake agreed. They both shook their hands. Everyone sighed with relief. "I am Drake Hamilton, the king of the winter Realm" Drake introduced himself. "Nice meeting you Mr. Hamilton. I am Blaze Black, the king of the dark realm. And you already met my brother" Blaze pointed towards Brandon who bowed in front of Drake, sensing the power the orange Dragon possesses. "Yes, I already met him. Nice meeting you Brandon" Drake said politely. "It's a pleasure your highness" Brandon replied.