Baron La Croix Novels & Stories

And those eyes—icy blue, cold and piercing—drew attention even from across the room. He looked like a man who had survived things no one dared speak about—and came out of it sharper, stronger, and twice as dangerous. And God, somehow even more handsome for it. “Who’s that?” one woman asked in a low voice, clutching her champagne glass a little tighter. “You don’t know?” her friend replied. “That’s Xander Croix. An influential figure in France. I heard he’s a mafia king.” Her eyes widened. “He’s not what I expected.”

The groaning voice of a beautiful lady vampire and the mistress of the said clan complained to herself about what she was hearing. “They kept bugging me whenever I’m not using my headphones to cover my ears from them. They became worse and so persistent.” She began throwing anything that her hand managed to grab while she was in her study room. The beautiful yet grumpy 500yr old vampire lady of the La Croix clan has the name of Mria La Croix. She’s the owner of the La Croix Commercial Building which was located at the boundary of supernatural creatures and human populations. “Sorry to bother you, my lady. You’ve got a meeting later this morning in La Senteur at 11 in the morning with the des

A colourless glass table was right in the center of the sitting room with a little, one foot golden statue at the top of it. A large picture frame was at the other end with a picture of Aubert sitting on a red arm chair, both his arms on the rest and dressed in a grey suit. He looked a lot younger with just little white strands among his black hair and stubs on his jaw. His look was more masculine with his jaw perfectly sculpted, defined and his lips in a thin line. Almost like he was an older version of Leo.

His eyes widened, as he got a vague picture of what might be happening here. "Mr. Knight, what is this all about....?" Baron didn't finish his question. Because before he did, his gaze caught the medical reports scattered on the black Italian marble floor. His eyes widened with shock. "Are you ready to go bankrupt Mr. Jones?" Xavier asked casually. Baron slumped down to his knees beside his wife. "I can do anything for you if you forgive us. Please Xavier, I am your elder, and your father in law. Please, forgive us" its his turn to beg.

Both of them turned to see that Lord Lacroix was sauntering over. Shamira hated the fact that Lacroix was pretty damn gorgeous in an annoying kind of way. His tux fit his six foot frame well, and his short black hair played well off his flawless pale complexion. Good-looking or not, she was convinced this man was evil beyond words, and her guard was up.

Just as if I was born for this. Baron closed his eyes and moaned softly as I leaned on him, placed one hand on the tip of his manroot, and began to caress it, while the other hand played with his nipple. His moaning became louder when I put my mouth on the other nipple and began to suck it. "You... you are getting-." Baron suddenly paused, rolled me off gently, and turned towards the door. "What do you want?" A young man stepped out of the shadows. He was one of Baron's Beta, and was flushing with flame of embarrassment when he stammered. "My lord, Beta Brendo of the Darkmoon pack is here with the bride."

CASSANDRA POV Logan was sexy as fuck, he had a sharp jawline with light brown hair and wearing an all-black suit. He wasn't as tall and muscular as Alessandro, but he was still taller than me, and I was in heels, striding to the bar where Logan was sitting, swirling his drink around in his glass. I sat down on the stool next to him and faced the bartender, ordering myself a drink, not taking any notice of him staring at me.

When she looks forward again, Cameron repeats his brother's proposal. _______________ Under the gaze of my magnificent father and this noble court, I would like to ask your hand in marriage. I promise you, Celine Coleman. Accepted? ______________ I promise you, Prince Cameron Crowther-his voice comes out strangely high and muffled, contrasting with his hard appearance. - Accepted. - With a triumphant smile, Celine returns to her seat and Cameron does the same. His smile, though, is as hard as armor, but the girl doesn't seem to notice. Out of nowhere, I feel a hand against my arm, and fingernails begin to scratch my skin. I struggle to hold back the urge to jump out of my chair. She doesn't

The Baron, being wise, created an outward appearance by presenting himself as a jolly and peaceful man who always advocates for peace but yet his true nature is despicable. Growing up, Bryan had wondered what had caused conflict between his father and the Baron; his father had perceived his character right from the start, maybe finding Jaylyn would provide him with answers. His every move was monitored by the Bennett men who reported back to their master. Lord Bryan asked people for Jaylyn, his niece. As he visited the marriage register to make an inquiry about her supposed wedding, he found no trace of this marriage or the family she was married to. It was never documented, which gave rise

"Mr. Cruz please take a taste. I want this ignorant thugs to know that they messed up with the wrong person today." Joey Cruz nodded and smiled as he swirled the wine around for a few moments. after that he closed his eyes and put the grass under his nose to get a whiff of its scent. A satisfied expressions appeared on his face immediately. He took a light see from the glass and immediately looked in chanted by its taste. He opened his eyes after. "It's the unmistakable face of Château Margaux 1787." He exclaimed excitedly the moment Joey Cruz said that, Angela's expressions turned into one horror.