Baron La Croix Novels & Stories

Aria stated as she pointed at the vintage clock on the wall. At this moment, a knock was heard and the door swung open. A young man with red hair stepped into the room. He was tall but not taller than Alexander, he wore the uniform of a butler. "Lord Alexander sent me to tell the consort that it was time to go to the party." His voice was gentle but his red eyes weren't. A vampire. Athena met this butler when she first entered the mansion. He greeted her without showing any emotions in his face and looked unapproachable but Alexander told her that he was trustworthy and strong.

I feel so embarrassed that I'm too scared to look up, so I just sit staring into my glass. Suddenly I feel a presence sitting next to me, it's the warmth that I feel first. As I look up the tall, dark-haired man has sat right next to me - he even smells divine! He motions to Mac who places what looks like a whisky in front of him. "Whatever the lady wants too". His voice is a deep baritone of deliciousness. "Erm, thank you-" I choke out "But I don't accept drinks from people I don't know". "You just stare at them instead right?". He fires back.

Lucas asked with a shake of his head and a smile on his lips. Baron smiled at him sadly. 'This is what people call Love Lord Lucas. You are in love with the princess. The moment you realise it, no doubt you will come to claim her as your own. But Lord Lucifer will never let that happen and you will not relent. I have seen Lucifer's wrath. It's not a good thing. I don't have to see with my own eyes to know that you are a fighter as well. A clash between two powerful people will destroy this world. I pray to the god to marry the princess off with someone else before Lord Lucas could realise that he is in love with her" Baron thought with fear and sadness.

He was accompanying a good partner of theirs, Countess Quartz. The most notable coupling of all was Natalia Adamantine and the man who broke high society when he appeared a few years ago out of nowhere, Sir Marvis Jane. He was the first werecreature to become an ordained knight jointly by the royal family and the church of Ducroft. Although he had the title of Baron, there wasn’t anyone who didn’t know about his strength. He was one of the people who struggled with Fredrich at contests, tying with him and Sebastian.

he announced, his voice devoid of emotion. Baron’s gaze never wavered, his eyes fixed on Marco with an unblinking stare. "Did you get the information about the lamb?" he asked, his voice low and menacing. Marco nodded, his movements stiff and mechanical. yes, my lord…She's called Aurelia Montez." The baron's expression darkened, his eyes narrowing as if the mere mention of her name was a personal affront. "Aurelia," he repeated, his voice dripping with disdain. "Tell me more."

“You also can not deny how confident I am.” He added, still on about his Moon Goddess given endowments which were true but I would rather have my tongue pulled out of my mouth than let him know. Baron was the typical arrogant guy you could not help but still admire, not just because he was good-looking and had a charming, bad boy smile. But for the single fact that he was loyal to the end.

But the truth was a bitter pill to swallow, for it was Baron who had orchestrated Oswald's absences from the palace, weaving tales of urgent need for the army of the immortal or conjuring up mythical beasts to keep him away from myra. Suddenly, as if struck by a bolt of lightning, Baron came to an abrupt halt. His gaze flickered to the wardrobe, a silent beacon among the chaos of his chamber. With purposeful strides, he crossed the room and flung open the wooden doors. His movements were swift and determined as he unearthed a hidden chest, the intricately carved lid falling open with a soft creak. From within, he retrieved a necklace adorned with ancient markings, each symbol a testament to

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.

/ I ask Baron, and he nods. /“It’s a scent and aura similar to mine and probably older than I am,”/ he replies, frowning, and a shiver shoots up his spine as his fur bristles. Baron is one of the oldest Lycan beasts out there, even older than the beast my father had. He’s seen and experienced things that no other beast has before and is only a few millennia younger than Kai’s beast, Loki. “We’ll deal with this in the morning,” I sigh and head toward the bathroom.