Baron Novels & Stories

I have never felt love for no one except maybe my parents and my servant. But I never will fall for anyone because it's not in my nature. My nature is to feed upon the living and to eat as much human flesh as I can. I waste nothing, I eat every last bit of a person and give bones to the wildlife outside. This castle dates back to my family for centuries since possibly the early fourteen hundreds. The girl had finally stopped screaming and crying when I had hit a major artorie. I sometimes take pieces of them off and have Wilson grill them in front of me while the victims scream and cried in pain. I enjoy the screams I hear, it turns me on like crazy.

The beginning of a new year is still in a rainy season and it’s hard to predict the weather. I smile and introduce myself in a proper way, “well, I am Issa. Nice to meet you. Yeah I thought rain hasn’t stop somewhere there, over my way I saw people wearing raincoats yet it’s already stopped here” nice catch. It’s a good chit-chat about the weather. “What’s your name? I asked again “Oh, just call me Vincent. I am from Economics” he smiled while introducing himself. I saw what he ordered on the table: a coffee and french fries. Well, I really don’t know what to say again this time.

She stabbed him again and a louder scream escaped his mouth. “Then give all of their names.” “Pl—Please—Please.” He swallowed hard. His eyelids were getting heavier by the second. Magnolia knew that he was slipping away. “Alright, the names.” Her voice was calm. “Baron Pruice is the leader.” He swallowed again. “But almost all the barons are a part of it.” His breathing was getting heavier. “The main ones are Baron Gustav, Baron Lorton, Bar—” He could not keep his eyes open anymore.

Anslem, Rubian Capital 2030 General Barron sat in his study, staring into space as he was plagued by disturbing thoughts. Barron was starting to regret sending his only daughter to Silvera just so she could become queen. Barron knew his daughter was very beautiful and he loved her dearly. Hazel's beauty was beyond the beauty of the Rubians and if she didn't have brown eyes and hair, he would've believed that she was either a silver blood or a blue blood. He snorted to himself, he was being totally ridiculous. She was his daughter and as far as he could tell, he was a red- blood.

She had gotten involved with a certain Baron Lefevre, one of the courtiers. On the outside, he seemed the perfect gentleman: dark of hair, tall of stature, with perfect manners, and charm worthy of a prince. That couldn’t be farther from the truth. Apparently, the dear baron’s proclivities included some fairly unusual habits, and the items in his arsenal were much more numerous and diverse than your basic sword and rapier.

Alessandro stated as he looked at the final reports for his new hotel opening. “Oh come on boss! This is not just like any other day! NewYork most Mafia Lord is getting married! And you know after getting married you will be stuck with one woman only and can’t have taste of the beauty of world? Are you ready for this sacrifice?” Andrew teased him. “Who is going to stop me from having taste of other beauties? Did anything ever before stopped me?” Alessandro asked arrogantly and snickered as if Andrew had just cracked a very lame joke.

“Just because you can move around like a gnat on crack doesn’t mean you should.” I get stuck in with the ancient text while my bride goes on the hunt for more books. She returns much sooner than I anticipated, carrying a twentieth century encyclopedia. “Look,” she says and opens the book in front of me. “This is Baron.” I glance at the photograph of the broken bronze face. “That’s Sargon of Akkad,” I say. “No. It’s Baron.”

Even Conor was momentarily stunned. Karl, who was standing beside them, didn't get angry at Catherine's arrogance. Instead, there was a hint of admiration in his eyes. He felt a surge of excitement in his heart. "As the woman my grandson has chosen," he murmured inwardly, "being domineering is necessary!" Baron, who had been silent on the side, noticed Conor's attitude. He knew that Conor had been provoked by Catherine's behavior. In Baron's opinion, the reason Catherine could be so arrogant was that she had the power to behave like that. As he was currently employed by the Facers, he decided to do something for his employers.

“But since I will be first to acquire your... services, I will let this go for now. They said the Baron had you a virgin fist, so it means you are still quite fresh and tight.” She gulped, trying so hard to hide how scared she was starting to get. She was hiding from him a rock in her hand, planning to hit him with it if he got near enough. “Services means not cooking for you or serving your meals, you mean?” He crowed. “Unwrapping your thighs so wide open that I can partake of your sumptuous cunt, it means. The Baron will be occupied with my cousin, Lady Veronique, as soon as the arrangement for their marriage is announced toni

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.