Si Basilio Novels & Stories

He stands stark naked in front of me. "Now kneel," he speaks with authority. I kneel and a hiss escapes me when he grips my hair once again into his fist and makes me face him. I peer at him. The grip on my hair is not painful after that. It is firm. And I swear on my life the view of him from here looks even better. He is standing in front of me like a Greek God. Not Apollo or Adonis but Zeus himself. He is looking so hot. His tanned abs are calling me like crazy. I won't mind licking every inch of him.

“I wanna ask something.” “Don’t make it too complicated to answer,” she said giving me a worried expression. “Don’t worry, it’s just simple.” “Okay, spill.” “What kind of a being is Angelo?”

I groaned in annoyance. "This is Cato and Justus," Basilea said while running her palm over their faces, her sensuous notion alone made me growl and tugged my wrists in disagreement. The little demon let the males strip her naked and she stepped out of her clothes and let the males admire her curves as she walked toward me.

Jaxsen smiled in return and nodded. “What’s your name?” “Basil. I hate it.” Basil frowned in disdain. Jaxsen grinned. “I like it. It means ‘royal and kingly’. It’s a Greek name. St. Basil was the Great Bishop of Caesarea in the latter half of the fourth century.” Basil smiled. “Wow. I didn’t know that. That’s pretty cool.”

“Did you manage to find anything on them? Diego hasn’t said a word about your last meeting, but he did mention something about the Vatican City.” “The base of most of those who are against the hunters and allies of the hunters. I am not sure why he is going to want to go to such safe grounds, but I know that if he chose there as a location, then he must know something. The issue would be; even if we find Cosimo and Katerina we wouldn’t be able to lay a finger on them. Safe grounds mean that even touching a hair on their heads means death, and I doubt that your mate is going to sentence all of us to death because he is furious.”

serious and manly. Selena continued and I finally noticed that she was dressed a bit fiercely. "That is Malik's second in command, Basiton. He looks scary especially since he has a huge physique but he is an absolute pussy. He is scared of any form of insects, especially soldier ants. He is also homosexual and likes his men handsome." Her eyes darted at me, causing me to frown. Why on earth did she look at me that way? "But you have to be careful. Basiton is always heavily guarded. He will be taking a ship to cross the border today with a blue file that contains what we need. That file is very important, so the security details around Basiton will be thorough this time."

“Oh, spare me the sermon, Basil. You think you’re any better? You think your hands are clean? We’re all in this muck together—every one of us took their money to be here. The Calis pay us to fix them, not to judge them. You swore an oath, same as me. So unless you’ve forgotten what ‘do no harm’ means, shut your mouth and get back to work.” Basil’s jaw tightened, but he said nothing, picking up a photo of Mama with a young Jeremy and sliding it in front of her. “Jeremy,” she croaked again, staring through it. Alexandra sighed, rubbing his temples. The Calis were a curse and a paycheck rolled into one, and he wasn’t sure which weighed more anymore. *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***

But screw it all, she could devise another plan for the battle that was yet to come. The Basilisk was a deadly beast sealed in the pits of the Nether World. According to the archaic history of the Ambivalent World, the council of the first Trilateral Court used their lives to seal the Basilisk. But Levi was the only Halfling who was able to summon the Basilisk as a familiar. Because of this, the Trilateral Court had a hard time bringing down the nobles of the Malevolent World so they sought the aid of the Benevolent World – forming a secret alliance behind closed doors. Yet now, the angels under the command of the guardian angels and even the guardian angels themselves were having being push

Basil is an old fae man, who is in his early 60s. He is wise and knows every possible fae detail that it is to know. He is not rich and he never stepped foot inside the palace ever. But when he was told by the palace guards that the Winter king requested his presence, he was ecstatic. His clothes are not fancy like Koni's, but his eyes hold wisdom and kindness. He has laugh lines on the corners of his eyes and mouth.

The Lightning Phoenix kept charging forward, its figure nothing but a blur. Its hasty advance was partly fueled by the fact that it had been delayed by the Lightning Snake. It had wasted some time killing off the beast and consuming its corpse. The other half of the reason was that it had just come face to face with the most frightening existence that a Sacred Bird could have come across. It had come face to face with the one known as The Beast Slayer; The Devil Maker; Destroyer Of Kings; The Ghostly Paragon; and most famous of all; Basileus!