Holy Barbarians Book Novels & Stories

We didn’t have to wait long as the other four advanced, twirling or swinging their weapons. The first clank of metal on metal came from behind me when Ajani blocked an attack. I had no time to look as two of the barbarians leaped towards me, one swinging an ax, the other a sword. I ducked and rolled out of the way of the heavy descending ax, only to meet the swing of a blade and managed to block it.

The Baron's army was now like a swarm of bees noisily buzzing around like a formation. They were crazy, horrendous, violent and extremely strong enough to rip one in two with just one movement. Their claws were as sharp and thick as talons, and the fangs in their mouth protruded like a dragon's teeth. How The Baron managed to formulate whatever created those things was a wonder. He had alchemists, healers, sorcerers and even very dark wizards who did his every bidding. But he brought the ideas first and they had to work hard to bring them to fruition.

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She could feel the peaceful aura that enveloped the little house, inviting her in. In the center of the living room was a lavish fireplace, with a roaring fire that illuminated the entire room. "We'll get the dinner ready for you—" the man began but he was quickly cut off by Kevin who shook his head in refusal. "You can leave!" Kevin commanded sternly, striding towards the bar in the corner. Bottles of the finest wines lined the shelves, their labels proudly displayed. Glinting in the light were crystal glasses, adding an air of sophistication and refinement. His vast collection of bottles, all carefully chosen, reflected his passion for exquisite drinks quite boldly.

Unfortunately, life had been cruel enough to throw a curveball at her just when she thought that everything was over. The second reason was because she didn’t need their help. Yes, she didn’t require their help when dealing with Pazuzu. With the phoenix flames, it was better for her to fight alone than fight with another. Now that she needed their help, she had called them out. Barbarians were absolute beasts when it came to direct confrontations, and even Ancients accepted this as fact. The Primogenitor, however, was more unique than the lot. While most Barbarians were highly resistant to elemental damage, the Primogenitor was completely immune to normal element-based attacks! She was a bea

Michelle tugs on my pale white hand, pulling me farther into the forest to escape the hoard of barbarians that ambushes my quiet little village of Bellechester. Barbarians usually dressed in animal skins and wore the bones of humans in bracelets or necklaces. They grew their hair out long and ran with wolves, fighting on foot instead of horseback, and with khopesh swords and daggers instead of iron swords. As Michelle pulls me deeper into the depths of the lush green forest, I can see life as I knew it slowly fading away before my reluctant eyes. Tears form where tears weren't Welcome, and I soon find myself crying like a child. It's all

Barry raised the Sky Demon Spear in his hand, and flames circled it. After cultivating the Light Deity Technique and the Desolate Ancient Scripture, he was able to summon the Desolate Ancient Holy Fire, which was of upper divine-grade. The brilliant and burning flames unsettled the five Great Emerald Empire generals surrounding him. Before they were able to react, Barry had stabbed his spear through the green energy like a flaming dragon. The Wood Attack Impact was destroyed before it had even hit its target. All five generals were shocked. They quickly went forward to stop Barry after snapping out of it.

“Ewu (fool), will you mobe out of there before I smack your head.” “Mba (No), I hear sound now.” “No sound.” The other barbarian turned to leave but paused “Okay, yes, there, there.” A strident cry filled the air as the barbarians chased after the shadows of the night. Ada exhaled as the wind carried the footfalls of the two barbarians away. She wanted to laugh but felt like crying. The image of the havoc these flesh-eaters caused made her thanked Chukwu okike (almighty God), for the gift of life. The stories of the village jesters were the closest she had ever come to these barbarians.

The fvck. “I said STOP NOW.” He said and I screech after he grabbed my jaw tightly. I kicked him and immediately turned around to run. “Goddamit!” I cursed when he pulled my hair. “What did you think you're doing? Running away again like a rat? Just accept your fate darling.” He said as I struggle to get away from his hold. “I will be your beast and you'll be my pray.” He added. Wow. This guy is totally a psycho.

"The barbarians don't mind fucking with the same sex, I'm curious to see how it happens though" * *