Barbatos Obey Me Novels & Stories

He requested heavenly blessing once more for his plans to choose new leaders for the Palace barracks tonight. The mirror vibrated a few minutes later. Your woman Liticia would explain it to you, according to the message. Because it's too big to fit in your mirror. For the time being, elevate Batman to commandership level and appoint him as the new commander of the barracks. You can't always rely on humans. They alter on a minute-by-minute basis. Thank you so much, Lord. Now, please tell me about your dream, my love. Hmmm, The dream is based on what actually occurred to Bugatti. He was entrapped by the ocean lord.

He yelled and I started laughing hysterically. "Oh, you think I can let you do it that easily. I don't think so. I told you that I am king here." I replied and he gritted his teeth. "You are making a big mistake. You know Azrael will never come here. Angles like him are not allowed to come here. Only fallen and disobedient angles like you belong in here. Give me the girl and get over with it. Don't start a war you can not handle." He threatened and Barbas kicked his stomach. He groaned in pain as Barbas hit him quite harder than expected.

I could tell that he was becoming impatient with my minimal engagement. “Then turn…around and look at me when I am talking to you, little human.” Sensing the slight aggression in his voice, I closed my instrument case and turned to him, but I did not face him. “Look at me-” “As you know, that is not permitted, Master Barbosa-” “It wasn’t a problem before when you were undressing me with your eyes as you played, little human.” He took another step toward me, and I could hardly breathe immediately. What is he playing at?

He displays his devilish smirk and holds back the chair to usher me in like nothing happened. Such guts. Standing on my feet, my hand swings forward, slapping him hard that my small hand forms a faint mark on his hard jawline. His jaws harden and he looks away, hiding his angry emotions. It oddly feels good. Getting my revenge on him in a wild way. I remain in my spot, holding back from repeating the exercise. My tongue licks my parched lips. “Baron Carter, I don't belong to you.” The pain radiates in my voice. “Thirty days and you’ll wish you signed those papers, Baron.” I cackle, furious. “I’ll be your end. The nemesis you never saw coming.”

Similarly, Barbata copied Ate Lauraa's hiss, and Barbata imitated Ate Lauraa. Kase, kase, kase! The next time you call, I'll take a picture of you from an angle where I won't be able to see your face, and I'll send it to your ass-faced husband. As I already stated, he is not a better match for you. " Barbara made an important vow. She is well-versed in every subject imaginable. And it's a shiver-inducing experience for everyone. She is the crazy one and his brother as well, but she is completely transparent to the rest of us.

His breath turned ragged, eyes bulging. “Listen carefully," I murmured, voice velvet with menace. “You’re going to knock. You’re going to say, ‘Wine is here.’And if you so much as whisper my name?" I leaned in, letting the steel dig into his skin. I’ll paint this hallway with your brains before he even opens the door. Understood?" A frantic nod. I released him. The butler swayed, gripping the tray like a lifeline. For a second, I thought he might faint.

Spanking was supposed to be fun, not torture. “You can call me any name in the book, but you need me here, Alpha Tristan. Compared to Luna Barbara, I am a toothless dog. All bark, no bite. You are all in danger with her here, including Rose and the babies. Luna Barbara will kill all of you to get what she wants.”

Then he issued a single command through the mind-link: “Growl.” The result was instantaneous. All seven beasts erupted in snarls, their throats rumbling with fury, shaking the very bars that held them in place. A sound so fierce it could make the dead flinch. My smile deepened. “Stop.” Silence. Obedient silence. Not one beast moved. They just sat still, awaiting the next order like the good little weapons they’d become. I stare at the head scientist, awed, and perhaps just a little . “They obey you... like puppets.”

One moment, he is enjoying a good fuck from an Alpha, and the next moment—here he is, trying his best not to skin himself alive. There are voices inside his head that are way louder than his own voice. Those voices keep on reminding him that he is an Omega—just an Omega. The lowest of the lowest. The ‘thing’ who’s only goal in life is to be played by those fucking Alphas. A nothing. A sudden crawl of goosebumps invaded his whole body. He can literally feel how hard his heart is hammering inside his chest. He called Cross ‘master’. Master. He looks at his reflection once again and laughs hysterically.

Controlled. Like he felt nothing. “Take her to the border,” he ordered. One of the wolves — no, men — stepped forward. “Alpha, the rogues—” “I said take her,” he snapped. The authority in his voice left no room for argument. Strong fingers wrapped around my arm and pulled me to my feet. I flinched at the contact, but I refused to look weak. “I can walk,” I muttered. The man released me immediately. I brushed dirt off my jeans, forcing myself to meet the Alpha’s eyes one last time.