Baron Draxum Rottmnt Novels & Stories

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.

"I called you here to discuss us." I had ordered a small starter, nachos with cheese and avocado, because I couldn't drink on an empty stomach. The food was good, but I barely tasted it. Across from me, Liam finished the last of his whisky and set the glass down with quietness. His full attention settled on me. I could already see the shift in him, the slight tension in his shoulders, the way his expression cooled into something closer to anger and restraint. "I figured," he said, his voice flat.

I lowered my gaze and found Zayn was already hard as a rock, he was enjoying it. The sick sadistic bastard was actual enjoying it. Drax took out his cock from her pussy and in one powerful thrust shoved it inside her ass and immediately Lyra screams echoed across the room. "Shit! shit! I'm cumming it's too tight!" Drax yelled and emptied his seeds inside her asshole. He slid his cock out and sperm came leaking out mixed with blood. "I am dying.." Lyra cried out but her pain only seemed to excite Thorax. He picked her from Drax and shoved his cock inside her ass again ravaging her like a beast.

’ Tamara smirks. My mind spirals as the taunts continue all around me. I steel myself refusing to give them the satisfaction of one single tear. ‘She’s supposed to be the daughter of Alpha Maximus, a powerful Lycan and Alpha,’ A voice echoes. ‘Yet, he created a worthless freak! He mustn’t be as powerful as they say he is.’ Another says.

He cooed and let go of my shoulders, gently and slowly. "Leave her Tymon. She's mine." The strange man, Tymon, raised his hands in the air in a feigned surrender. "That is no way to greet a friend, Dragggyyyyyy." He drawled on the last word. Dragy? What was that? Zephyros growled behind me and i was forced to turn around. "Tym!"Vivi squealed.

I said to my sister she screeched and turned back below the clouds. "Drax it’s time to stop fucking playing with him drag his ass back down by his tail. You know what will happen if we grab his tail. He will kill us.” Drax said cautiously. “Yea he can try but hopefully Nix can get the disc on him before he catches us.” I said to Drax who let out a loud screech as he flapped his huge wings, coming within reach of Lynx and bit down on his tail pulling as hard as he could throwing him downwards into the air hoping he fall far enough so Nix can place the disc on him before he recovers and come to kill me.

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

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.

Realization dawned on me that he was enjoying the violence. I hated him and I wanted to hurt him badly. I flailed my legs, unable to kick him. 'Adrianne.. I think I prefer Rianne. Catches the moment. Quite a fighter, aren't you? ' I glared into his eyes and stifled a gasp. His eyes were dead. Whoever said that eyes were the windows of the soul hadn't met this dude. His eyes were blank, lifeless and had a cruel glint in it. 'Feisty. Just the way I like it.'

Death is his middle name when messed with......... Vladimir Albert Darkclaw, a name that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest souls. His piercing blue eyes and chiseled features seemed chiseled from the very darkness itself. As the Alpha of the Feral Fury Pack and Lord Marino Jenkins of the underworld Mafia, he ruled with an iron fist, his dominance unchallenged. At the mention of his name even the devil himself gives way for him.