Baron Draxum Rottmnt Novels & Stories

“My stomach dropped. James’s expression turned serious. “Whatever is happening between you and Alpha Adrian… you should end it now, Rox. You don’t want that kind of trouble.” The bell rang, cutting off any reply. We stood and regrouped. Jack and the other alphas,except Adrian,waited at the front. One of them stepped forward: a tall man with his hair tied in a man bun and a neatly trimmed goatee. “Now that most of you have gotten the hang of the single-leg lateral hops with the bear hug,” he said, scanning our tired faces, “we’ll move on to the next exercise. He offered a small smile. “In case you forgot, I’m Liam, Alpha of the Moonlight Pack.”

‘Reach out to Neo so that he knows what’s going on too please,’ I asked Nika. “Come on in,” Calvin said, greeting his guest. The creature was around seven-feet tall going off of how tall it was standing next to Calvin. It lowered the hood on its robe, flashing me a perfect view of its features. Skin the color of pale red was a very distinctive feature, which was already helping me to narrow the possibilities down. Its eyes were obsidian with a slit of red down the middle. “I’m glad you could make it, Draxthi. Gixin told me that his Demacore sire most likely would not meet with me, but I remained hopeful because of the potential that our arrangement would have,” Calvin stated and poured him a

I've come to terms with this being a dream of some sorts, so I'm just going to enjoy it. I watch as the wolves turn into humans and gasp, their all over the top gorgeous in human form too. I snicker inwardly, only my mind would I think that a wolf could become a human and be extordinarily gorgeous. I look at Braddock and demand he shift, yup I'm over confident in my new crazy state of mind. He complies and he's even more gorgeous as a wolf, he's huge, his fur is soft and midnight black, his peircing blue eyes have a gold circle around them and it's stunning. He bows his head to me so I can feel his fur, I feel a twinge of pain in my stomach, no please not yet, I don't want to leave my d

No one sees him move, but with a flick of his wrist, the representative of the Blackthorn family is thrown several meters into the air, slamming into the wall, and the scythe embeds itself in the wall, just above him as though to say, you could have lost your neck just now. I gulp, goosebumps rising on my skin. Why is he standing up for me? More importantly, what could he want from me? "Does anyone else have an objection?" He asks casually. Alpha Xander steps back, his eyes wary. "What the hell are you?" The stranger grins, the angle of the sunset lighting a part of his face, making his grin look sinister. "I go by many names. But you can call me Ragnar Thorne." Alpha Xander stiffens, his fa

She sniffs the air and that’s when I’m hit with his scent. Reign sets off in his direction, she’s fast so we caught up quickly. Is the second time I have seen Maddox and I don’t think I will get used to how stunning he is. His huge, like all Alphas, and his fur is black, jet-black, even darker than Reign’s fur. If this wasn’t a game, I wouldn’t dare to attack him. He looks as if he could snap your neck without blinking.

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.

The professor asks curiously. "Oh no! I am a sitter for the Dravens." I reply quickly. "Ahh the Dravens." He replies. Professor Hawthorn begins walking in the direction of Draphend Elementary and motions me to join him. I glanced at the man walking beside me. He has short, messy like, brown hair. He is tall with a better than medium build. I've never been able to get close to him let alone get a good look at him. He has a gentle air about him and seems very familiar but I can't place where from.

Drake growled. Suddenly, his eyes turned red; he was fuming mad as he transformed. He runs towards the rouge, who transforms into a werewolf and mercilessly scratches his back. He wasn’t contented; he attacked the rouge, and then Drake beheaded the rouge until it transformed into a human, lying on the ground, lifeless. They fought the other rouge and howled angrily. “That’s for poisoning my stray!” Drake gritted his teeth as he beheaded them all. Beta Dillon picked up the poison's antidote and gave it to the alpha.

It was a rapid process, driven by the instinct to survive and fight another day. Just as the healing process began, an unwelcome presence materialized before me. Grinjo, the beta of Alpha Draxler, stepped into view. His appearance invoked a surge of mixed emotions – resentment for his past accusations, frustration at the timing of his intrusion, and a simmering determination to assert my newfound strength.

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.