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.”

THREE YEARS from now, in the original plot, a small shop became the Empire’s most successful business would ever see. The shop owner invented the very first camera named KONON, and many nobles and aristocrats loved the newly developed device. The emperor gave the shop owner the title of Baron, and he became a leading role for the aristocratic faction. However, the Baron died together with all the aristocratic faction’s loyalists when the second prince died in Season 2. Even with the newly gained status and wealth, the Baron fell into Marquess Zoliel’s trap and was beheaded for treason.

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.”

Leon said while they were very focused on watching the drama series on television. “Don't worry, Leon. Because she will discover it soon. You know that there's no secret that can't be revealed.” Baron said. He's a utility staff at the restaurant, and he simply glanced at Patrice, who was also staring at him also. “Why do you look at me like that?” highbrow the maiden said to him. But he just ignored her and just continued mopping the floor. Baron is one of Patrice's haters. It seemed as if it was constantly heating her up, and sometimes she even caught him looking at her.

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.”

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.

"Baron here is just leaving now." Baron, who's six feet tall and easily towered both of them, nodded his head. Still, a blank look adorning his face. Celina doesn't remember ever seeing him smile, not that she should be worrying about that. "Good night, Leader", Baron hummed before turning towards her. "Night Celina" She croaked. "Good night"