Absolute Dominion Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

I asked, not bothering in the slightest to lighten my tone for the bastard. "Well, as you know, certain familiars can get you better standings in Celestia, and it just so happens that one of the high advisors to the throne is looking for a suitable wife." The second those words came out of his mouth, I felt the shift in the air as Xavier slowly, deliberately set his glass down onto the table, as Nova visibly shrank back further, as if thinking that my father would even attempt to grab her with the two of them here. This time, though, it wasn't just tension radiating off Xavier. I felt every hair on my body stand on end as his power charged the air around us in his silent fury. I glanced up a

Neither were three simultaneous bonds. Neither was the Dominion, rising from garbage and hope to challenge the established order. The story Lumira had read was over. The story she was living had barely begun. And she was ready to write the next chapter.

The golden-sealed parchment soared up toward the high, vaulted ceiling of the council chamber. Ethan smirked. He didn't hesitate. With a fierce burst of motion, his body distorted, clothes tearing as he instantly shifted into his massive, dark brown wolf form. He coiled his powerful hind legs and launched himself high into the air, his jaws snapping shut, fully expecting to catch the deed and end this pathetic game. But he never reached it. Suddenly, a terrifying, suffocating wave of **Alpha dominance** flooded the entire room like a localized hurricane. The air turned so thick and heavy that the lesser elders in the room instantly gasped, falling out of their seats as the crushing weight of

Except Cookie. The tiny puppy opened one eye. Immediately. Then growled softly. Very softly. But by the time he stood— the shadow was gone. Then morning arrived. The sky painted gold. The ocean calm. Almost peaceful. Almost. Then Thomas woke early. Unable to sleep. His mind filled with questions. The First Heir. The Forgotten Kingdom. The First Ones. Everything. Then he walked into the throne room. Alone. Or so he thought. Then he froze. Because someone was already there.

Travis; his Religious Studies lecturer, that had sent the letter to him but one thing was certain; He was going to face the devil in two weeks. I JUST WANT TO MAKE IT CLEAR HERE THAT THE ‘MACROCOSMIC ORDER’ IS A WORK OF FICTION; JUST LIKE OTHER PARTS OF THIS BOOK. IF OUT OF CURIOSITY YOU GO TO GOOGLE TO SEARCH FOR IT, YOU'LL DEFINITELY FIND SOMETHING DIFFERENT. With Love, Stephen. ❤️

"Oh yes, here it is. The absolute loving worship of their dominant." Devon simply nodded. "Yes, train them to become what Jeanette is."

I was so over this crap, I just wanted Charlie back in my arms, it was horrible with her being so far away “You are supposed to be my brother, do you not want to help me?” “It’s not that I don’t want to help, I just think we might be falling into a trap” Kayla comes quickly into the office carrying a large book, she looks flustered as she slams the open book down on the table sending bits of dust everywhere and making me cough. Kayla apologises and asks if we have heard about the one to rule them all. I look at Alexander and he looks just as puzzled as me “What do you mean the one to rule them all?”

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I whispered. Tavish nodded. “And where those people lived.” “And which Alphas controlled which territories.” “Yes.” I looked at Selene. “And they could predict what would happen if one bond broke.” “Or manipulate it,” she said. I turned back to the record. “That’s not preventing war.” “No,” Tavish said. “Not anymore.” A voice came from behind us. “Dominion began with a legitimate purpose.” We all turned. Rhydian stood in the doorway. I hadn’t heard him enter. Tavish looked relieved.

--- Éléa When he murmurs my name, it's no longer a sound. It's a promise, a warning, a declaration of war. I beg him, yes. I implore him to continue, never to stop. I am lost in this inferno. And I don't want to leave it. --- Chapter 6 – Aedan's Demons Aedan Night is my kingdom, but it is also my prison. When day fades, shadows come to life. In the darkness, I am king, dominator, master.