A Dominus Rex Novels & Stories

The soft music was mesmerizing and the expression on the woman's face was blissful as her partner spoke softly in her ear. The next tab showed a photo of a beautiful woman dressed in a filmy pink baby doll nightgown leaning dreamily over a giant teddy bear. The headline of the blog post was 'Daddy Doms/baby girls.' Shasta breathed in deeply. The article stated that, contrary to popular opinion, Daddy Doms are not pedophiles. They are loving and caring Dominant individuals whose natural desire is to have a nurturing and affectionate intimate relationship with a submissive who has a child-like aspect to her personality.

Isabella's magnanimous withdrawal should have solved all my problems. Instead, it made me want to drag her back to my office and remind her exactly how she'd trembled under my commands just yesterday. I wanted to make her remember the way her body had responded to my voice, the way she'd gasped and arched beneath my instructions, the way she'd completely surrendered to my will despite her fears. You belong to me, I wanted to tell her. You don't get to decide when you want me and when you don't. The urge to assert my dominance, to claim what was mine by right of arrangement and conquest, burned through me with startling intensity. Every instinct I possessed screamed that Isabella Cohen was tr

She knew it was something they wanted her to see but she didn't want to. That was when she saw it. The name at the bottom of the page along with the accompanying signature and then seal. Sage was staring at Dominic's name, signature and special seal. She knew his seal from the time spent. Her eyes went to the beginning to begin to read. Quickly he scanned over the first few words. On this day, with the authority vested on me. I, Dominic, king of this mighty kingdom, sworn to protect its dignity and guide his people order the complete annihilation and wiping out of the-

Yurik gave him a look that basically said 'I told you' "I'll get Kuzma." "You don't need to walk with me, you know." I muttered in annoyance as Dominic followed behind me up the stairs. He didn't say anything and when I turned to look at him, his eyes were completely fixated on my ass. I clicked my fingers to get his attention and his head snapped up to meet my gaze. I recognised that look. There was a primal hunger on his features and I couldn't believe that with everything that just happened, he had the nerve...the audacity to be horny. I shook my head in disapproval.

Each time Dominus used honorifics for me, it sounded weird and out of place. “What is so funny?” I asked. “Nothing but I just think it odd each time I call you ‘Majesty,’” Dominus said. “Concentrate Dom. I don't think I should follow you to tour the pack. You are the invisible one, not me. These people know that we are here and I am sure they will be keeping a very close watch,” I reasoned. “That is very true. I will go alone but I will keep updating you as I go,” Dominus promised before cutting the mind link.

And none is allowed to challenge her nor question her authority. The same way you obey me, so shall you obey them both understood. Yes sir. And me. You shall call me. De Mayor. I shall be known far and wide as de mayor. From tomorrow your real missions begins in the city. I have already built a mansion there in the city for you all. That is were you would be staying. Your weapons has already been parks in the building. All you have to do is to arrange them all. Don't even think of escaping from there or going to the cops, to complain about me. I control them too like I control you.

"Avoid locking eyes with this guest, unless you desire expulsion from this city." In this city, his name invariably elicited a mixture of reverence and trepidation, all while hungering for his favor. He was Harrison, and at times, he was addressed as The Dominator. In the world of werewolves, he was the true Dominator, with his wrath capable of unleashing seismic reverberations throughout all the packs. "Never stand against The Dominator." This was the first rule every adult werewolf learned. It was a cardinal rule and a testament to Harrison's standing.

"Sir Dominus is the youngest war legate ever to take office, and he's also the most powerful one, surpassing even War Legate Draco. Shortly after he was instated, he single-handedly fought against the Eight Hollows and successfully killed six of them. "All of these achievements are unparalleled in comparison to Sir Draco. Sir Draco became highly reputable after the battle at Azure Creek, but that was a group battle. Sir Dominus faced seven immortals on his own and killed six of them, which is a record Sir Draco has not achieved." Adrian smiled upon listening to Phillip's explanation. He thought it was unusual for such a young child to have such insight, setting him apart from other kids. He

I looked dangerous. I looked like the Queen of the Steele Pack. Dom stood up, looming over me. His bespoke black tuxedo was torn, the jacket missing and the white shirt torn open, revealing the massive muscles and silver scar of his chest. But he was a dark god of war. "You were mine to protect," Dominic growled, crowding me. His rage and protectiveness was delicious. He grabbed my long dark hair and pulled my head back, kissing me hard on the lips. It was a pledge of undying love, and a pledge of undying war. "Are you ready to rule our empire, Sophie?"

“What does that mean?” He didn’t answer immediately. But I felt him. Thinking. Then— “It’s not asking for surrender,” he said. “What?” “It’s asking for balance.” “That’s the same thing!” Lyra shot back. “No,” he said sharply. “It’s not.” The energy pulsed again. Harder. Demanding. Kael turned slightly toward him. “Explain. Now.” Kairos’s voice was steady. “Dominion means control,” he said. “But balance isn’t control. It’s distribution.”