Bloody Baron Novels & Stories

Immediately his men went on charge: Doreon at the head of the squadron, Barclay at his side, as if he were an old adventure companion. Doreon catapulted himself on two soldiers by cutting their throats, blood flowing from them, soiling their hands as the men let out strangled groans and fell to the ground. Barclay rushed to the Ucrie who were still focused on their sacred abode, watching it burn and fall apart. Barclay grabbed the axe and, with a precise slash, detached his head from the body of the man who had spoken earlier.

Chapter Two: SIGHTING Later that night, Rojean dolled up to go to a place that was both a nightclub and a bar that everyone was talking about. She was old enough, for sure, especially if she was going to get married soon. But she was never the kind of person to go out on the weekends, to a club or even a bar and always preferred the comfort of their apartment which Lucas didn’t mind at all even when he wanted to go out. She was in a cream coloured off shoulder dress which stopped mid-thigh and hugged her curves beautifully.

Devin asked her knew how to make him back out of situations like this Gavin who is now trembling now his head am sorry my lord Go into my inner chamber and bring Dakar he ordered Gavin went into the inner chamber and brought out a black coffin placed it on the king sized bed took a glance at Devin before he ran out of the room Devin on seeing Dakar immediately turned into his vampire form with long sharp fangs and bloody eyes He opened Dakar with an invisible force,entered and closed it before going into a deep slumber Lana was busy preparing lunch for her master She made sure she did everything with care not to provoke her master if they should be any fault Finished she carried the tray con

I had read something about a former pornographic star being laid off from an office job due to her past involvement in the AV industry. Probably the same thing went for Barays College. Despite Lara calling it a “rundown place” due to the advancement of the world she came from, it was still a prestigious college. Scarlet was possibly afraid that the man would threaten her with the knowledge of her past, so willingly acceded to his desires.

I grabbed the hem of Felix's shirt, fixed a pitiful expression on my face, and mumbled, "I believe you, Felix." Felix's expression softened as he helped me back to my feet. Taking advantage of the fact that the other wolves' attention was still on us, I retrieved a document from my bag and handed it to Felix. "I accidentally recorded your pup's blood type as AB when I registered his information last time. The truth is, his blood type is O." Felix's face twisted as he snatched the document from me. An eerie silence descended upon the hall. Everyone knew that all the wolves of the Blackrock pack had type-AB blood, making it impossible for a pup with type-O blood to exist in the pack.

"Everything. The frozen world, his obsession... I love him, Yolanda. Please." She dragged me to the study, pouring whiskey. "Sit. You think you killed him? Wrong." I stared. "What?" "Baron—your brother—killed Devon first. And his mate." My world tilted. "Baron? No—Devon killed Baron!" Yolanda shook her head. "Twist of fate. Years ago, border skirmish. Baron ambushed Devon and his mate, slit their throats for territory. Devon died hating your family."

The smell of fear, panic, blood and death filled the air as Xavier's furious wolf attacked the men. Xavier severed the head of the last man letting it roll to the ground before he turned to his brother. He stared at Baron with so much hate written all over his wolf's face. Baron watched as his brother's wolf stalked towards him. He let himself go as snapping of bones filled the air. He shifted into his wolf as well. Dawn. He was a wolf with brown fur and black eyes. He had been too engrossed in the phone call he was making with a client to notice someone had been following him.

In the blinding brightness of the room, the blood looked unnaturally dark, almost black. "There is a beautiful vulnerability to the human body," the Director said. He sounded entirely conversational, his voice smooth and untroubled over the sound of my ragged, choked breathing. "We think we're so strong, so invincible when we're running through the shadows. But we're really just water, bone, and nerves. And nerves, Elara, are so incredibly easy to manipulate. They are the ultimate biological design flaw."

A young man stood behind the bar and he wore a leather vest with the word ‘Prospect’ stitched onto it. “Two rum and cokes,” Arya said and handed him a credit card. “You can start a tab.” They weren’t dressed provocatively. They both wore jeans, boots and tank tops, but one man in particular was staring. He hadn’t taken his eyes off Honor since they stepped foot in the bar. He had dark brown hair, his skin was tanned by the sun, not a natural skin tone like her own complexion and his eyes were a bright blue. He was as tall as Saint, muscular and she got the feeling that he could be as charming as he was dangerous. It was a heady combination with his good looks and the way he kept looking at h

Frost Sorrow... It has been a weak since Barlion returned to our chambers covered in blood from top to bottom. That night had scared me. When Barlion walked in with blood all over his body, he'd walked in to the bathroom and had bared himself in. He had really worried me. I'd asked him what was wrong and why he was covered in blood. My worry was if any of the blood belonged to him. Barlion didn't answer any of my questions. Instead, he took the next hour to wash the blood off of him before he finally unbared the door of the bathroom and walked out.