Barbarian Mine Novels & Stories

"I have Barack's information with me. He majored in Archaeology when he was in university. Then, he went on to study geological surveillance and mines exploration. Most importantly, he came to Longford County and stayed here for some time. Although there were rumours that he came here to look for Magnolia, others said he came to research this mine. Since we are all unfamiliar with this mine, if we enter without preparation, we could lose more than we gain. Anyway, finding Barack will not stop us from mining this place, so why shouldn't we look for him earlier? We won't lose this mine as it will always be here. Also, if we can't break through this mine, other people probably can't steal it ei

Bari stared at Wilbur, confused by his words. They did somehow sound wrong, anyway. "Don't mess with me, or you'll be f*cked in Gango," Bari spat. Wilbur chuckled, looking straight at Bari. "Are you the one making that threat? I should remind you that you aren't worth shit to me." "What did you just say?" Bari flew to his feet, pointing at Wilbur with a shaking finger and hardly able to believe his ears. To Bari, these mining companies feared the department he was in the most.

Once Zane regained his footing, he looked about. He did not know why James was hiding his identity from the Callahans, but he could tell that James had no standing in the family. He considered for a few seconds before approaching again. “James is my savior. Do you know who I am? I’m Zane Dawn. Maybe you don’t know me and have never heard of me, but let me introduce myself. I control all the mines in the north. My operations include hundreds of coal, gold, and diamond mines. Whatever is underground is mine.”

There were a lot of men and strippers in all corners, you could perceive the heavy stench of perfume and alcohol, and the women had their faces caked in makeup. "Ms. Bernadi. This way…" A man yelled, running towards us. The man is in his early thirties, he wore a white shirt, untrimmed beards, and black hair. My eyes looked over him as I picked out a red smeared lipstick from his collar. He reeked of alcohol and he looked so unkempt. Why would Zavi give a whole mafia job to this man? Now, I can see how so many drug loads kept disappearing from the warehouses.

He was muscular, had a well-sculpted body with perfect abs that makes you desperately want to run your fingers through them. Vanessa's eyes almost popped out of its socket when she unconsciously saw his lower body. His Dick was HUGE and was slowly becoming erect upon her stare. Vee didn't mean to look but she couldn't help it because she was in shock. Her legs were refusing to move an inch from where she stood. Absentmindedly noticing similar features with Logan Matthews and Henry Matthews, She concluded that this was HIM. Brian fucking Matthews, the CEO of Matthews Creations, the owner of the most expensive night club in the city. She remembered a fellow staff saying that he was into real e

Peak Mountain, Black Mountain Range, Battling Border Across the Peril Sea to the Peak Mountain buried in the Black Mountains of Ardae along the Battling Border there was a creature very unlike the barbarian on the Isle of Wight. Though equally as immortal. "Did you find him yet?" Radix Malorum demanded of his Commander. A yellow-skinned ogre of a man he called Okine. "Barbarian, Leige?" He bobbed his head. Speaking in his ear shatteringly high voice as he asked the question.

She turned sharply and began to run. “ whyy is it chasing Amaria? ” Dove asked, “ I don't know but we have to stop it before it destroys the town and kills Amaria,” Elex said. Dove scoffed and Teresa replied, “ Elex, did you see the size of that thing? We can't defeat it easily, that's a warrior Daemon boar, the strongest type of Daemon boar ever seen, we do not have the power.” “ You mean you do not have the power, right?” Dove said with a smirk on her face. Teresa sighed and rolled her eyes.

"That might be a good idea. So tell me about your pack." "Well, like I told your friend earlier... It is in Montana near Spotted Bear Mountain." "That is a lot more detail than you gave my friend," I tell him laughing. "Yeah, I guess it is, but I figured we were playing the interrogation game." He says, shrugging his shoulders. "We have around Three hundred pack members. Travis is my Beta, and my best friend Nathan is my Gamma. None of us three were mated until tonight." We both smile at the fact that he is the first of them to find a mate.

He groaned but nodded nonetheless, "Yet." " So, why did you call me here? To drink and reminisce. Are you into all that now?" Asher unlocked his phone and passed it over to Christopher, who stared at it like it was infected. "Afgon Textile Company," Christopher arched a brow at the name that sounded awfully familiar, and picked up the phone, "it had affiliations with your company..." "Which of them?" "The Larkin's," Asher said with an eyeroll. "It however went bankrupt 14 years ago after a business deal. Do you have any idea why?"

I paste on a neutral face for no one. Back at my desk, the chat bubble appears. CB_OFFICE: Thanks for moving fast on the boutique order. Add one more set—the red slip in smaller size. Returning client prefers adaptability. ME: Done. CB_OFFICE: Good work, A. A again. Not Alie. Not Ms. Lynds. A, like a secret nickname in a mouth I can't see.