Chapter 18 Avon wasn’t expecting Damian to visit anytime soon, but when he got the news that he’s around. He was forced to round up his meeting with Simon, and be on his way back to The Noble House. Soon they rolled into the Noble House’s yard, Avon came down and went straight inside. Everyone was still around, not like he expected them to leave yet, but the living room was still as crowded as he left it. Infact, Damian has joined in on the chatter as he interacted effortlessly with everyone. They were all asking him questions on how he’s related to Avon and other stuffs about him when Avon walked into the scene. “And joining us finally, is the man of the house, give it up for Avon Barksdale guys,” Faye announced, followed by an unanimous applause from everyone. It was creepy, Avon nearly smiled, but instead settled on a smirk as he walked into their midst. His gaze inspected the room briefly to notice Lorraine wasn’t there, neither was Atlas. They must be upstairs in their room
Chapter 19 Avon excused himself and Finn, took him away to his office to avoid violence in front of everyone at the living room. Damien had stayed back to continue his familiarization with Avon’s in laws. Castian also had to give them space, so it was Avon and Finn alone who went to his office. “I’m just going to ask you once, so your answer better be worth it,” Avon informed as he walked over to his desk, arching his back as he leaned his hand over the desk. “You were gone, why did you leave? And why are you back?” Finn snickered as he looked around the office, “Seriously take a good look at me,” he said as he presented himself in a glaring manner. “Do I look like your assistant? I mean sure I have his face, but does it seem like I’m the man who used to work for you?” Avon stared with confusion, his brows furrowed as he wondered what he was talking about. “Huh?” “Okay let me be straight with you, I am not Finn. Finn isn’t dead… yet, his soul needs to be alive for me to keep his
Chapter 20 Damian stepped back as an awkward smile lightened his face. “I was about to take my leave, and thought I could bade you a proper goodbye,” he came up with a believable excuse. However, Avon was smart enough to not believe his words. He knew he was eavesdropping, and would rather not push on it. There’s a case more serious he has to deal with. That is, the safety of his little guy, and Death’s abrupt capture of his wife and assistant. “Goodbye!” Avon said to him before he broke back into a run, rushing down the hallway that leads to Atlas’s room. He got there in a matter of seconds as he barged into the room. His sight settled on Atlas cuddled up against the headboard of his bed, shaky and filled with fright. “Mom! Mom!!” He called out repeatedly in whispers, whimpering and riddled with fear. “Hey there little guy.” Avon quickly walked up to him and sat down beside him. “You’re okay, your mom is going to be okay,” he assured him before he drew him close into his arms a
Chapter Recap Of The First Book…….The Last Chapter…… 167Kory stared with confliction, now that he knows who she is. Was he going to rat her out or is there an agenda to why he kept quiet and gave her a subtle look of knowledge. She approached him with slow cautious steps, “Who are you?” Her head tilted slightly, her eyes squinting obliquely at him. “I’m not the Finn you know, I’m the total opposite.” He responded, bored and typically plained. “Then who are-““It doesn’t matter. What matters is joining hands to achieve our aims. Yours is retrieve the divinity surrounding Avon, while I came to claim his soul. That we should works towards and should matter.” He had cut her off, summing up the base of their plans. “You were going to frame Lorraine for the murder of your body right. I definitely can help with that, I will be the witness and use my abilities to manipulate things into supporting this plan. This would create a rift between them, a dispute you would take advantage of him
Chapter 1 (Book 2 of the Dragon’s Lord Return) The Dragon Lord’s Legacies. Avon’s point of view I stood there, regardless of the situation playing out in front of me. My wife, Lorraine holding my son close to her and restricting him from touching me. Amazement shunned through my eyes, and I tried understanding what was going on. I woke up from my five years coma, and my wife was married to a new man.Not any new man, Richard Wilson of all men in EastVille. As if that wasn’t shocking enough, my son has been legally made his son. And all I own belongs to him, his name, and nothing is left for me. How did this happen, what is going on? “I said get out before I have the security do their job.” Her stern voice cautioned, resoluted with her gaze fiery and the least passive. Her index went as much as pointing out the door. What am I missing here? Five years ago, after the mini burial we held for Kory Anders, my wife got sick and we found out the sickness was caused by the life growi
Chapter 2 Working on the ideas he had to get himself transported to EastHill’s capital, he visited the city’s bank. He was vividly recognized, hence them attending to him quickly. Avon spoke to the bank’s manager privately, having him lend to him some cash to aid his transportation to the capital and come back. Although, Avon’s request came as a shock to the manager. He legit was expecting the known Dragon General to table his notion of investing in his bank, not to lend from it. He heard about how he went into coma, and now he’s awake. What he doesn’t know about, is how everything has been taken away from Avon. He agreed to lend him the money, on the agreement that Avon pays double. Avon agreed, and the money was immediately processed and given to him. Avon was now on his way to the capital, he got himself a phone on his way to the airport. Registered a sim to send and receive calls, then flew to the big capital city.He arrived at the penthouse, still clothed in his casual out
Chapter 3 Avon had settled into a seat with Faye, they’ve conversed about all that happened the past few hours they crossed paths. He learnt of her name during their conversation, and was right about her being Lorraine’s cousin. She had told him how everything began turning from white to black after he went into coma. Richard Wilson started from claiming each and every of the Hales’ wealth, he did it not everything by himself, but with the support of a serpent amidst the Hales; Royce Hales. Avon learnt that the Wilsons were cleansed of their sins the moment he went into coma, they didn’t spend another night in prison suffering for their crimes. And went right back to committing more crimes after gaining their freedom, Richard Wilson worked with his father in sending Lorraine off to some jail time for the murder of Kory Anders that Avon buried and never allowed the news make the public, after which he used the opportunity surrounding her absence to steal every of her husband’s pos
Chapter 4 “Damien Barksdale, your cousin….” Avon thought he heard wrong, but the strange eyes of this young man gleamed as a reminder. He did just refer himself as his cousin. Avon looked down at the palm stretched out, hesitant before making contact with him. “I know there’s a lot you have to ask, but I assure you there’s a lot more to share,” he spoke with warmth. “Now I’d be more please if you’d invite me to your home where we can have an actual conversation?” He subtly suggested. Avon weaved no response other than stepped back to open his door wider, the gesture beckoning an invite to him. Damian pasted a warm smile before his feet swung in, Avon led the both of them straight to his living room where there was nothing much to gush at. He had just move in, hence furnishing the house was as fair as the night sky to the night dwellers; he’d redecorate once he’s more settled in and comfortable. The both of them took their respective seat on one of the seaters with Damian on the
Chapter 20 Damian stepped back as an awkward smile lightened his face. “I was about to take my leave, and thought I could bade you a proper goodbye,” he came up with a believable excuse. However, Avon was smart enough to not believe his words. He knew he was eavesdropping, and would rather not push on it. There’s a case more serious he has to deal with. That is, the safety of his little guy, and Death’s abrupt capture of his wife and assistant. “Goodbye!” Avon said to him before he broke back into a run, rushing down the hallway that leads to Atlas’s room. He got there in a matter of seconds as he barged into the room. His sight settled on Atlas cuddled up against the headboard of his bed, shaky and filled with fright. “Mom! Mom!!” He called out repeatedly in whispers, whimpering and riddled with fear. “Hey there little guy.” Avon quickly walked up to him and sat down beside him. “You’re okay, your mom is going to be okay,” he assured him before he drew him close into his arms a
Chapter 19 Avon excused himself and Finn, took him away to his office to avoid violence in front of everyone at the living room. Damien had stayed back to continue his familiarization with Avon’s in laws. Castian also had to give them space, so it was Avon and Finn alone who went to his office. “I’m just going to ask you once, so your answer better be worth it,” Avon informed as he walked over to his desk, arching his back as he leaned his hand over the desk. “You were gone, why did you leave? And why are you back?” Finn snickered as he looked around the office, “Seriously take a good look at me,” he said as he presented himself in a glaring manner. “Do I look like your assistant? I mean sure I have his face, but does it seem like I’m the man who used to work for you?” Avon stared with confusion, his brows furrowed as he wondered what he was talking about. “Huh?” “Okay let me be straight with you, I am not Finn. Finn isn’t dead… yet, his soul needs to be alive for me to keep his
Chapter 18 Avon wasn’t expecting Damian to visit anytime soon, but when he got the news that he’s around. He was forced to round up his meeting with Simon, and be on his way back to The Noble House. Soon they rolled into the Noble House’s yard, Avon came down and went straight inside. Everyone was still around, not like he expected them to leave yet, but the living room was still as crowded as he left it. Infact, Damian has joined in on the chatter as he interacted effortlessly with everyone. They were all asking him questions on how he’s related to Avon and other stuffs about him when Avon walked into the scene. “And joining us finally, is the man of the house, give it up for Avon Barksdale guys,” Faye announced, followed by an unanimous applause from everyone. It was creepy, Avon nearly smiled, but instead settled on a smirk as he walked into their midst. His gaze inspected the room briefly to notice Lorraine wasn’t there, neither was Atlas. They must be upstairs in their room
Chapter 17 Avon, escorted by Castian soon arrived at their next stop. Which in Avon’s words was to visit an old friend. Castian has no idea who this old friend was or what he does, he was curious to see him and observe. As soon as they stepped onto the porch, the door opened wide to reveal a man in his mid thirties, attractive but unkempt. “General!” The man called out in awe, his gaze paled at the sight of Avon. “Simon.” Avon smiled at him. He however, was stuck in disbelief. He’s heard news, rumors about the death of the Dragon General. And his sudden disappearance doesn’t null the sense of those rumors, Avon Barksdale disappeared, he was gone for years. His acquaintances were forced to believe he’s indeed dead like the public announced. “Please come in, come in.” He snapped out of his reverie, opened his door wider for their entrance. “I couldn’t believe it when I saw your face popped into my footage feed, I had to stand up and come confirm by myself. That is it rea
Chapter 16 Avon came back to his seat, the same time as those who tried to run away slowly crept back into their seats, fear exploded wide on their faces. “Meeting isn’t over or adjourned, and you guys wanted to leave?” Avon tsked as he shook his head disappointedly. “So does anyone have a thing to say about CG going solo? Speak now or forever bent to my will?” He looked around their faces. Their paled gazes, attached to a mask carved out of their fears. None of them could say a word or breathe in opposition, no one wants Frank’s brutal fate at the hands of the Dragon General to become theirs. “If that is the case, then can I get a nod from you that you all agree?” Myriads of positive nods followed Avon’s statement to prove they were in support of any moves he pulled, just to avoid a spot on his bad side. “Then meeting dismissed. However, before you all scurry on and out of here.” Avon stood up on his feet as he walked around the right side of the table, his figure and darkened
Chapter 15 Avon could only stare at the guards for answers cause there was no camera attached to monitor movements down here, that was the reason why he had guards all around. Say, the two dunderheads here saw nothing and flopped their post. What about the rest? They all had the same looks, creased faces with furrowed brows, coupled with the same answers that spoke of their cluelessness of the situation. Avon was livid, but masked it well with a blank face. His rage wasn’t directed too much at his men, rather at the fact that those two f*ckheads got away. “We’re really sorry, General,” one of the men mustered enough courage to apologize. Avon was unreadable, and his silence wasn’t helping the situation. They all feared what his judgement might be for what they did, he could have them replace those that escape or worse, degrade them to the first level. After all the news they’ve heard of the Dragon General, the kind of man he is, how scary he was depicted. And although he fits al
Chapter 14 It’s been two days already in the hospital, and Lorraine has been on the chatter to Avon that she’s fine and he needs to stop wasting money and discharge her. Avon only ignored her and smothered her instead with more and more hospitality, that weren’t just from him, but from everyone around him and the doctors or nurses in charge of Lorraine’s wellness. One of the doctors has finally assured Avon of Lorraine’s health, and he was now hundred percent sure Lorraine is fine enough for them to return home. “There’s a surprise waiting for you when we get home,” Avon said to Lorraine while in the car that sped decently through the city. Lorraine pouted, “Really?” She let out a soft chuckle. “You know you didn’t have to,” she added in a tender tone. “Do I also get a surprise?” Atlas stared up into Avon’s face excitedly, a wide smile on his face as he anticipated his response. Avon grinned, before he squeezed his face playfully. “The surprise might be for the both of you I gu
Chapter 13 Lorraine finally woke up after six hours of her admission into the hospital. The cut on her abdomen has been patched up and cleanse, she also felt better than she did when she passed out in Avon’s arms. Her eyes glanced up and around the room, on an executive chair inside the room was Avon, seated with his eyes rested on the child he has asleep in his arms. Lorraine watched the sensual scene, and a little smile pulled open on her lips. She has doubted this strange man to be a danger to herself and her son, but he’s proven her wrong in a lot of ways. She even took a hit for him, the stab down her stomach was due to his presence. And here he is, by her side, with her child safe and asleep in his arms. In after so many years, Lorraine felt a pinch of happiness nudge her system, and that alone leveled her positivity. It does seems like the breeze of her life has changed, and it might be for the better. “You’re awake,” with his eyes fixed still on the kid, Avon said to a l
Chapter 12Lorraine’s eyes blinked into a still motion when a sharp edge plunged into her stomach. Her lips parted into a slow gasp as pain sailed from the hit and straight into her body. Blood gushed out in heavy flow as her stance faltered. She fell to the floor in a slow thud, her shaky hands close to her stomach to feel the impact of the pain. Avon snapped back to his senses as he moved out of his frozen spot, he grabbed Frank’s neck from behind and twisted it effortlessly before he tossed his body to the other side of the room. He ran straight to where Lorraine was, and quickly settled her body in his arms. He examined the stab with vibrant fear in his eyes. He was a medical personnel for sometime during his life at the military, yet his brain found it hard to operate at the sight of his wife in pain. Muffled groans cracked out of her as her eyes rolled deep into her socket in anguish. “Breathe love, fuck! I told you not to come.” Avon steamed with panic as he looked around