Absolute Dominion Novel Novels & Stories

His nostrils flared violently, his dominant scent of cedarwood and dark chocolate expanding to saturate the small space completely, desperate to erase the terrifying smell of ozone and burnt stone filtering down through the emergency vents. "You are safe," Dominic growled, his deep voice thick with a feral, possessive madness as his large hands framed her face, his fingers tangling into her dark hair. "The child is safe. The humans have destroyed their own pieces on the board. Now, they belong to me."

They do not realize it is a total erasure of their world. There will be no compromise, Dominic growled softly, stepping up directly beside her. His massive frame radiated a heavy, suffocating wave of predatory authority that caused the air pressure in the room to drop instantly. He reached out, his large, warm hand gently gripping her waist, his touch sending a fierce, protective spark through their healed bond. You are the High Sovereign of this territory, Valerie. You dictating the terms is the only law left. Then let us go out there and show them exactly how the new world operates, Valerie said.

Luna and Julia’s eyes ignite with a wild, primitive devotion as they witness my domineering heat. Their souls know they backed the correct master; the submissive, weeping human girl who once allowed Rowan to drain her spirit is dead. My voluptuous flesh will never endure the teeth of these lesser dogs again. A background shadow? Their weak minds are dreaming of impossible victories! The explicit friction inside the conference cave spreads like wildfire through every floor of the Alpha Dominion Hall. The pack servants gather in the corridors, whispering frantically that my human skin must possess an incredibly ancient, lethal protector in the shadows; otherwise, how could my mouth openly humi

It was a physical manifestation of his absolute surveillance. The moment the lock turned, Dominic shifted. The formal, rigid posture of the absolute monarch evaporated, replaced by a raw, predatory focus. Before I could even orient myself in the dark space, his massive frame lunged forward, herding me back until the solid wood of the entry doors slammed hard against my shoulder blades. He pinned me there, his enormous chest a mere fraction of an inch from mine, blocking out the heat of the fire.

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. ❤️

The priest, who now had been killed, foresaw the tragedy to come and had enclosed their world, making it disappear from the face of the earth, yet in existence. When this had been done and another vision instructed that the people would voice out complaints to move to the new world, the other druids, came together and created the ‘Mylanthrope’- a misty cloud that takes one to the outer world under his wish. Their long-time counterparts heard of so and by the help of the demon, enclosed their own world, preparing ardently for Aberdeen so as to strike and lock them forever in the ancient land and make them slaves. They prepared, with snatches of upsetting Aberdeen. And on many occasions, the p

But the Rite was only half complete. Varin’s voice cut through the rising energy. “The bloodline awakens,” he declared. “Now let it prove dominion.” The wind died abruptly. The light settled into a steady, blinding glow beneath her feet. Silence followed. This was the moment. Dominion was not taken by shouting. It was not seized by threat. It was asserted. She turned slowly, facing the gathered Alphas. Some met her gaze with challenge. Some with curiosity. Some with thinly veiled defiance.

And soon— she would pay for it with everything she loved. Anna stood above the valley cliffs, her black-gloved hands gripping the stone railing as she watched her forces disappear into the misty hills. Her smile was razor-sharp now. Because the truth was— This was never about Jesse alone. No. This was about Dominion. About power. About taking everything Bella had rebuilt after her fall — and grinding it beneath Anna’s heel. She wanted Dominion for herself. The empire. The resources.

she echoed. And as the city lights twinkled beneath them, the night stretching endless and golden outside their fortress, Dominic and Ava lay entwined, a tangle of limbs, lust, and love—a perfect, obsessive empire built on desire, domination, and surrender. No scandal, no rival, no outside force could touch them. They were their own world. Their obsession was eternal. Their desire, unstoppable. And in that final, perfect moment, they knew their empire—both of power and passion—would endure, unbroken, unyielding, and entirely their own.

She stepped forward. "I have burned my names. Benedetti. Moretti. Valente. De Rossi. They are ash now. From that ash rises one house. One order. One Dominion." She turned. Behind her, the massive screen flickered. The new sigil appeared, blazing. MORETTI DOMINION "This is not an empire of inheritance. This is a system of selection. Loyalty is not earned by blood—it is extracted by fire. If you want to lead, bleed for it."