Adventurer Dominion Novels & Stories

Dominion is behind her and a few others I recognize from the academy. This doesn't look good.

Rhea whispered, her hand sliding into his massive, calloused palm. Dominic squeezed her fingers gently, his silver gaze moving from the horizon to lock onto her beautiful, radiant face. To the rest of the mountain, he was a monarch who ruled through absolute territorial dominance and iron laws. But to her, he was the man who had promised to build a fortress around her peace.

He looked into Dominic’s eyes and said, “My uncle told me about a man. This man was called Master by his subordinates, but he had a true name. He was a man called Dominic. He was a noble of the Northern Empire who attained everything on his own. He was born a peasant, but carved his own path to nobility. By the time he celebrated his 11th birthday, he knew how to read and write and solve complex mathematical questions. By the age of 16, he had studied all the books on finance in the Empire and at the age of 27, he created his own algorithm for financial management. He was a genius by all standards and measure. He created his own company when he was 30 and by the time he was 35, it had become

It was Dominion's opinion. Amidst the general agreement of everyone there, there was no reason to dominate a ball of mud, of inferior and poorly evolved beings. - Said a Durlanian. - The coming of the beast of the end, the gifts of the waters, if I bring water and food, as promised, no one will rise up against me. - Said a Dominion. - Who will care for the heroes of the land after the alliance is formed. - Said a Domonion.

Dominique tried to follow suit, my eyes raking over his back, lips pulled into a smile, “Aren't you forgetting something, Dom?” He stopped at the door, then turned his head to me, his eyes furrowed in confusion, “What?” I pinned him with the ‘are you sure?’ look, but his face still held that confusion; it seemed our meeting had erased the bet from his mind. “Have you forgotten our bet?” I reminded him. He paused at the door, glowered at me before he grumbled and walked back into my office. “Really, man, you knew I was joking.” I heard Sara and his dad laughing at his temper tantrums. When Dominique is not Dominique, the leader of the seven guardians of the werewolf kingdom, he's sure a big-a

“No rival packs left standing. The hunting networks Rowan Black was draining are being bound back to our bloodline. The surrounding territories understand exactly who rules the forest. Even the human authorities have been given enough meat to look the other way.” “An impressive conquest,” Dominik says, the words carrying the immense weight of an old Alpha passing the torch, though his tone remains sharp as a obsidian claw. “You are the sole undisputed master of the Blackthorn territories. But with that kind of absolute dominance comes the question you cannot avoid—what is your next hunt?” I tilt my chin up, letting my scent flare with pure, unadulterated ambition. “We expand our borders.” “V

The population was roughly ten thousand, with about seventy percent of it going to the adventurers. The difference between adventurers and mercenaries was that adventurers had an agreement with the Chadel government. They were allowed access to anywhere in Chadel and to the ruins that surrounded the west border. Any material gathered from animals or monsters was sold to the guild. This included beast cores and demon cores. These were the cores that you could find in certain monsters and magical beasts. The guild would take these items and then sell them to whoever paid the most. The government had first dibs. The further you ventured from the capital, the more adventurers you would find. Whe

"Summon every rogue tracker, bloodhound, and mercenary on this continent. Offer half the Northern treasury as a reward. Tell them I want my Queen." He reached out, his mangled, bandaged hand snatching the parchment from Killian's grip. "And send a formal message to Ezekiel's court," Dominic added, his tone dripping with pure, ruthless malice. "He has three days to grant my warriors complete access to search every town in the South. If he refuses, I will burn his kingdom to ash to find my wife." Back near the coast, the afternoon sun cast a warm, golden glow over the small seaside town.

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.

Yuri locked his beefy fingers together on his chest. "For now," Dominic said. "Yes, for Now." Yuri echoed. It was no secret that should the family ever lose their wealth and power, they would lose their standing. Their enemies would close in on them, but for now, they ruled the underworld. Dominic opened the top drawer on the desk, seemingly looking for something. He pulled out a pen and a writing pad. "Yuri?" Dominic cleared his throat. "Yes Sir," Yuri answered exuberantly, ready to serve. "After the funeral is over, I want to take a wife."