Barbatos Obey Me Novels & Stories

James poked me. "First of all, don't you ever touch me with those filthy hands. Secondly, don't call me that." I snapped at him. "Of course I'm going to my office, where else did I come from?" "Well I don't see what's wrong with piccolo gato, it suits you perfectly." He carved a smile on his lips. "You act just like a little cat, very feisty." "Look James, I'm not your friend. So don't even think of getting comfortable with me. I'm your boss, got it? I won't entertain such kind of friendship with you, okay?"

I spat, every word torn raw from me. His grip tightened, fingers digging into me hard enough to bruise. The air around us seemed to shrink, heavy, suffocating. “I only have one rule, Isa. One.” His voice dropped lower, intimate and lethal. “Why is it so hard for you to follow? Obey me, and everything will be fine.” The scream inside me clawed for release, but I swallowed it down, my chest heaving. “I’ll obey,” I forced out, each syllable jagged and bitter, “but only if you let go of my Liliana.”

Maris asked. "Not yet." Linda replied, still pressing the screeching bat. "Don't you guys get it?" Maris banged her fists on the rods. "The devil isn't to be trusted. He'd just use you and demand for greater things. Use your head, dumbo!" "Silence!" Linda burst the bat and threw it at Maris. Maris ducked and it hit Lucy in the face. With that, Linda walked out of the dungeon and slammed the huge door shut.

Some sacrifices come without warning and change everything in a single heartbeat. The call came in the middle of the night. Marcus voice was calm but urgent on the other end of the line. I have offered myself to Sophia in exchange for Hope he said. She agreed to the trade. Meet us at the old warehouse by the docks at dawn. Come alone or she hurts the little one. I am doing this for my granddaughter. For all of you. John grabbed the phone from my hand his face tight with anger and fear. Marcus do not do this he said. We will find another way. Do not trade yourself.

Like that’s not what I’ve been doing ever since he bought me like he bought a snack in the auction house. “Ortensia..” he said drawing his words, “kneel” he added, and I gulped, this man was the kind of dominant and want to be the one with the power. I knew I had to obey him, it was not an option. I’ve come to decide that if I want to survive Vito, I have to obey his every command, failure to do so will come a great punishment. I find myself kneeling down slowly, “good girl“ he said and pat my hair, “see how obedient you are.

Caleb heard it and snorted coldly, "Sure. However, after the call, you must completely obey my commands. Otherwise, don't blame me for being cruel." "Alright, if you can resolve things with the Newmans, I'll obey you." "Fine. Make the call then." Barry took out his cell phone and found Mateo's phone number. However, no one answered his call. That made Barry feel a little uneasy. He still could not believe everything that Caleb had said.

she replied. "Will start the killings tomorrow" he shrugged. He expected her to speak again, but she didn't, so he looked at the screen and saw her clutching at her chest, rubbing the cross tattoo. "Mother, you ok?" He asked, but she wasn't even hearing. All that's ringing in her head right now his Ivan's evil voice... "THIS TATTOO MEANS YOU NOW BELONG TO US... YOU'RE OUR SLAVE!!!" "Mother?" Corey stood, and she snapped out of it.

At first, he was shocked and didn't know how to reply. "I've been your person right from the start, my lady" he said. "Not in that way. You should know what I mean." I wanted him to do things without reporting to the Alpha. Everything around me gets to Draco's ear one way or the other; however, Fanny's death and existence was something I wanted to keep secret for the meantime. Barbas understood what I meant. Quickly, he went down on one knee with his right hand in air, "I pledge to obey whatever you tell me to do, master." He swore and I told him to stand.

A slight smirk lifted his full lips. “You. Come.” The King crooked a finger at me. I stepped forward, hating that I did it without question. The aura surrounding him made it impossible to do anything but obey. “Who are you?” “Uh, Ruby Mason.” We stood there in silence, the rest of the room falling away. I had no idea what was happening but I’d never felt so terrified and so excited at the same time. Maybe being in the presence of the King of the Wolves had this effect on humans.

As Barren makes his way toward it, I continue to look around, taking in the many instruments of torture that hang on the wall and the splatters of what I'm sure are blood on the ground. "You can act tough," Barren announces, placing me on the chair. "But I'm a master of getting people to obey me wholeheartedly." "Is it obedience if they're doing it out of self preservation?" I ask, attempting to move, only to find that I'm still unable to command my own body. "It doesn't matter to me," he smirks. "Obedience is obedience." Once he is finished cuffing me, Barren moves to the side and begins to rummage through his tools until he comes to rest on a small dagger.