Baron La Croix Novels & Stories

She tilted her chin upward, her lips meeting mine in a deep, possessive kiss that sealed the promise under the morning sky. The phantom ache of her silver scar was completely dead, replaced by the burning, unyielding strength of the Midnight Eclipse line. The vipers had run out of territory, the contracts were burned to ash, and as the wind rustled through the western fields below us, I knew with absolute certainty that the future of the Crescent Warriors belonged entirely to my Luna.

“Ghosts don’t walk into a Luna’s office with clean paperwork and an investor’s charm unless they have someone pulling their strings. And this man is playing one dangerous game that I don’t like. Valerie is already walking on threads, and Maxine is being pushed off a few things in the company. I heard it all from Rosalyn, but nothing makes sense as to where that bastard came from.” Hunter’s mouth twitched, a reluctant agreement. “That’s what worries me. I’ve had men cross-checking every D’Amaris in the northern registry, nothing. Not even a rogue clan by that name. Whoever he is, he’s hiding behind a fabricated identity. And this makes him even more dangerous. If Valerie couldn’t catch his sc

Baron’s smile also disappeared when he recognized him. She cleared her throat, hoping they would not end up arguing over something as harmless as running into an old boyfriend. "Uhm, Cay—" "This is your old friend, right?" Cayson cut in. With a serious expression, he extended his hand to Baron. "We meet again. I’m Cayson Montemayor, Rome’s husband." Baron nodded and managed to return a polite smile. He accepted Cayson’s handshake. "Baron Marquez, Mr. Montemayor. Nice to meet you again."

His gaze moved from Lisa to Azpen, then to Elowyn, who sat like a servant caught in the wrong room. “Still wearing that sour expression, are we?” Lisa quipped before he could speak, grinning as she popped a cherry-pastry into her mouth. “Baron looked exactly like this when father refused to buy him a second wolf pup. He sulked for two moons.” Baron didn’t flinch. “That pup bit the carpenter’s leg.” Lisa beamed, delighted. “Best day of my life.” She beckoned him over and slapped a pastry into his hand. “Eat before I stuff it in your mouth.”

It’s like an itch on her backside to see what this Baron looks like. “Uh, where did that B-Baron go?” “Nobody knew. I think Claudio knew, but they’re both playing hard to get.” “Maybe I’ve seen him and could get a reward. What does he look like?” She pretends to smile and faked her words. “Oh, Claudio will never give any reward, dear. Well, Baron is handsome. He’s fair-skinned and… handsome, but I heard he’s back with his grandfather now. Looks like they’ve settled their differences over the inheritance.”

After a few moments more of Bright camping the premises, the hydraulic winches started releasing the drawbridge to what August was envisioning. “It was the Baron,” he said. “The Baron was what?” Bright wanted clarity before jumping into anything. “Charles Pierre Alfred IV; he’s the one who killed Rodrigues?” “What?” Bright exclaimed. “How did you know? Shouldn’t we be heading towards the mansion to arrest him?” “We are going to the mansion. But we are not going to arrest him…yet.”

"She never knew me. When we were young... before I became a rogue... I saw her once. She was with her family. Smiling. Laughing. She was the light in the darkness. And I fell for her. A girl who didn't even know my name." Krag raised an eyebrow. "You... loved her?" Baron nodded. "More than anything." Another rogue muttered, "But she became Luna of the Moonlit Pack..." "Yes," Baron snapped. "She chose Jake. The noble Alpha. The golden boy. While I was left in the shadows... a rogue. Nothing." He paced the hall now, his boots echoing. "So I waited. I trained. I built my army. And when the time was right-I attacked. I didn't just want to hurt Jake. I wanted to destroy him."

"And I'm sorry about your parents, Many of our friends died that night." "So, Jaques? as in Jacques St. Clair?" Lyra asked. "Well, Dr. Brooks could never tell me his real name because of confidentiality reasons, only that he was the oldest Vampire in this part of the world.. my adopted mom did some research and found out that his real name was Count St, Germain also known as the Count of St Germain-en-Lye, France. She also thinks that 'Mon Cherie Clair" was the way he spoke affectionately to Marie, that she made his future bright and clear."

He gave a low, wicked chuckle. "I almost forgot." Jabari set his wine down carefully. "There's, how should I put it — a small uprising, Master Ashworth." He watched Deimon, still unbothered, still savoring the evening, and braced himself for what he was about to ruin. "What uprising, Jabari?" Deimon lifted his cup, sipping slow. "Mooncrest bought the MoonShire clan." Deimon choked on his wine, spitting the rest violently into the grass. He coughed hard, then turned a sharp, piercing glare on Jabari, as though he were somehow the cause of it.

Another girl added. "You could be right; we all know Xara Wilson was a poor girl; she was always with Alianna, her rich friend, and then she married the sexiest bachelor in town?"" another person said. “Maybe we could talk some sense into her; her dress code is too bad for a woman of her class. As the wife of Kai Maximilian, the richest bachelor in Brooklyn, she can do better." One girl scoffed as the rest burst into laughter. There's more to the story than meets the eye." She said.