Absolute Beast Dominion Novels & Stories

"With the beast as our captive, we can challenge the law. Hell, we become the law! We'll answer to no one. Treason? No one will dare accuse us. The Kingdom will be ours, Ax." "And how are we supposed to capture the it?" "Leave that to me, Brad," he said simply. "I have a weapon." The white wolf. That's the weapon. He won't tell them about Kerris yet. Not until she has his mating mark and is under his to command. The marking has to come first. She has power over the demon. Ty will soon have power over her. She's all he needs.

"You don't realize what you're facing." Alexander held up his hand before Dominick could respond, and a terrible roar erupted. A huge shadow beast moved out of the woods, its body writhing with black energy and its eyes flashing with hatred, causing the earth under them to quiver. "No!" With a tense frame, Dominick lifted the Obsidian Stone and yelled. "Not right now!" However, the beast did not support him. It was for Lisa. Dominick's heart skipped a beat as the beast shortly disappeared into the darkness. He was aware of its direction.

So I sucked in a deep breath between my teeth and glared at the leader of the pack, waiting for a good chance to lunge at myself and land a critical hit on the beast. But it wasn’t that easy. Dominic and the leader of the tribe were so fast that I could barely follow them, even with my werewolf eyes. That’s when I felt awed by the power a real Alpha had. Dominic was indeed one of the most powerful Alphas on the continent. Despite the size and the enormous ancient dark power the enemy had, Dominic could fight back without a struggle, like his own power was adjusting, arising, and developing as they dodged and exchanged deadly strikes on each other.

I snarl, losing my patience, “that a war between dragon kingdoms will be devastating–an extinction event, which we’re already on the cusp of. You can’t deny that, Henry, with the long life you’ve lived.” He purses his lips. I take another step toward him. The sun has set already, and I’m tired, hungry, and ready to be home, to be done with this so I can move on to more important things. “Will you fight beside me, and King Ashton, if you’re called to aid?” “What do I get in return?” he snarls, teeth bared. I roll my lower lip between my teeth, chuckling darkly. “Titus’s territory, his people. They’ll be yours to protect going forward.”

I repeated. Olivia nodded solemnly, her gaze unwavering as she met my eyes. "It's a condition where hostages develop feelings of loyalty and affection towards their captors," she explained gently. "It's not uncommon in situations like yours, where you've been subjected to manipulation and abuse by Amira. She gives you a little of hate and then a good thing and next thing you would be like a loyal dog.” I swallowed looking down at my arms. Could it be true? Had I truly become so ensnared in Amira's web of deceit that I couldn't see the truth?

That was when I realized those eyes weren’t Knight’s, so it was his beast all along. “I can accept anyone calling me that,” he continued. “But my mate… my future Luna… will call me by my name. Only my name.” He leaned toward my neck, lips brushing the skin lightly, making my breath shatter. “Or,” he whispered, “you can give me a daring name to claim me with.” “There is no difference between a beast and a monster,” I muttered. His grip tightened dangerously. “Do not provoke me.” Taking in a deep breath and at the same time desperate to break the moment, I blurted, “But a beast needs a real name. Like Knight has his. What’s yours?”

Only the Beast King Cities maintained a steady flame, but the Elk Tribe, where she now lived in the Southern Region, did not. Yet in her hands lay a slab of raw meat, and the hunger gnawing at her grew louder with each passing second. Clar had already started organizing what she remembered from the book she had read before her transmigration. The Beast Domain was divided into four great regions—South, North, East, and West—each ruled by a Beast King City. Between them lay the Dark Forest, home to ferocious beasts. Male beastmen could only strengthen themselves by absorbing crystal cores. These crystals awakened their abilities, but awakening came at a cost. Without the soothing presence of a

wasn't a castle; it was a massive, modern fortress of glass and stone perched on a cliffside. "Is this where you come to hide?" I asked as we stepped off the chopper. "This is where I come to hunt," Dominic replied, his eyes scanning the tree line. "And for the next seven days, you are the only prize I’m interested in." The first few days were a blur of intense, soul-crushing intimacy. We barely spoke. We communicated through touch, through the silent language of our wolves. He was dominant, demanding, and utterly devoted to my pleasure in a way that made me feel like the center of his universe.

"Or merely a profound lack of manners?" Vane’s arrogant smile faltered slightly. He pushed more power into his blood-aura, narrowing his glowing red eyes. "You sit upon a throne of newly awakened power, Wolf King. My masters in the East felt the death of the Frost. We have come to claim the tithe of this new mana bloom. You will open your borders to the Dominion, or we will drain this continent dry, drop by drop." Caelum leaned forward, his massive elbows resting on his knees. He didn't even bother drawing his sword. The High King simply let the full, world-shattering weight of his Apex Alpha spirit slam into the room.

He had pinned me against the cold stone of the relic chamber, his arm coiled around my head, the other hand bruising my hip. His breath was ragged, his golden eyes heavy with the darkness of the curse that threatened to consume him. “You want to hate me,” he growled, his fangs scraping against my throat. “Your scent tells me otherwise, even as your eyes promise murder.” I choked on a breath, my body betraying me. “I will never be your Queen,” I snapped, even as my body arched towards him. He laughed softly, pressing his hips into mine, so I could feel the rigid length of him. “I don’t want a Queen, little Null. I want to burn alive in you before the world ends. And you, you’re going