Adventurer Dominion Novels & Stories

“Fine. I’ll help you. But it’s going to cost you.” I narrowed my eyes. “Name your price.” He grinned as his cocky demeanour returned. “When this is all over, I want safe passage out of the rogue king’s territory and a pardon from your precious Alpha mate—assuming he’s still alive.” I hesitated but then I finally spoke. “Done,” I said, though doubt lingered in my mind. Dominic nodded, satisfied. “Alright, sweetheart. You’ve got yourself a guide.” But as we left the camp and began our journey, I couldn’t shake the feeling that this deal would cost us more than we anticipated.

Adrian replied. "I'm sure you saw Caleb has now been captured also. He doesn't seem like someone who is going to play fair and come out of his hiding that easily. He plans on playing tricks," Dominic stated. "I know that, but I'm sure I can beat him at his games, so I don't need your help, dear brother. It's best you run along, calling up your master for help. I have faced many people greater than him while building my empire, so this is nothing," Adrian said, walking out as he made his way up the stairs.

“That man commands half the dark covens of the eastern front. If she’s joined forces with him…” “Then we’re not fighting a pack,” Axel finished grimly. “We’re facing a Dominion.” The courier nodded shakily. “They call themselves The Black Dominion. A legion of Hollow-born, dead wolves, and warlocks. They’re building fortresses in the Deadlands.” Raven’s chest constricted. The room spun slightly, but she steadied herself against the table. Malrik swore. “So that’s her play. She’s gathering the worst of both realms.”

Dominic makes his way over to where we were talking. "It is familiar... I had been the King for around Fifty years and was approached by the leader of a travelling witch merchant caravan that wanted to set up in the Royal town centre so they could, along with other merchants, set up stalls and sell their wares. I agreed to this and for the first few days they were fine but one night the leader hosted a gathering to celebrate everyone's good fortune, but they must have spiked the food or wine because when everyone woke the next night a lot of valuable items were missing from every house including the castle. Now I was still suffering the loss of Seb's sister and my parents, so Caleb was in co

“My name is Fenris You can call me fen" "So he intends to keep me here huh! Well I'll have to be a big hazard and disease to whatever kingdom he runs up here. If his people don't feel safe around me then they might not need me after all"Dominica thought to herself as a sinister smile begins to form up in her head. "My name is Dominica, A queen I am but not to your people. Now take me back inside" She says balantly to him, she could see how annoyed he looks but couldn't careless. Her plan needs to be set in motion fast and the sooner she leaves here the better.

Even as he slammed into her at last, plunging her into whimpering ecstasy, even as he pushed her toward the limit again and again, as his teeth bore into her bottom lip and he pounded every scrap of thought and fear out of her, she felt the difference. This was lovemaking. Rough, dominating. Real. “You’re mine, Raven,” he hissed, exploding through her with another hard thrust. His hot balls squeezed against her as he bottomed out, filling her, Owning her. She knew what that meant now, fully: she was part of his empire. And what was his was precious to him. Not simple possession—but value. “I’m yours,” she gasped, almost crying around the need to cum. “I’m—arghh—yours…”

There were even Beastman countries out there somewhere. There were also the so-called 'Adventurers', who received rewards for defeating monsters and completing other missions. They had established a guild as a way to better regulate their activities. This Adventurer's Guild was a non-governmental organization that operated in the countries of the region, possibly the only country that did not have branches of the Adventurer's Guild was the Kingdom of the Wood Elves. Although the Duchy of Riverland was made up of Counties and Baronies, and these Counties and Baronies had their own towns and cities (some larger than others), only in the capital of the Duchy was there a branch of the Adventurer

He was a man who had an intention - no beating around the bush and it was a breath of fresh air. I smirked. "I was yours the minute I laid my eyes on you. Name." I am a twenty two year old woman acting like a horny teenager. The strangers' lips tilted up in a small smile and he bit his lower lip, humour dancing around in his brown eyes. "Dominic." I picked up my clutch and placed a few notes underneath the empty glass. I stood up, raising to the same height as him even though he was still sitting. He was watching me intently as I walked behind him and leaned forward until my lips were just barely grazing his ear.

She was my best friend, not just a best friend, she was my only friend. As the first child and daughter of Mr Adelana Ayomide, I had grown up conscious of the fact that I was the heiress to the Adelanas Empire, a multi-million dollar fashion industry. Thus, I had lived a sheltered life as a child with no one to call a friend. Growing up, I lived a life of solitude since I was already accustomed to that kind of life. During my days in the university of Lagos, one would have expected to have made friends but that wasn't the case, the only close acquaintance I had was my boyfriend who also was my only friend, the other people usually seen around me occasionally were just my colleagues. Salvatio

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