Novel & Cerita Barbatos Obey Me

I bark at him. “Yes, mistress. I swear to be loyal to you!” I walk up to him, grip his jaws. “The second you break any of my rules or disobey my orders, we're done. Do you understand me?” His eyes roam mine, furtively. I can see the fear and excitement in them. “Yes, mistress!” I grip him harder. “There will be no second chances!” He bobs his head. “No second chances!” “Strip naked!” I snap at him.

Jabari and Neema exchanged a nervous glance. "Baraka, we don't want to hurt you," Jabari warned, his skin crystallizing into obsidian once more. "If you can hurt me, then I haven't trained hard enough," Baraka replied, a faint, confident smile touching his lips. He lowered his center of gravity. "Show me what Task Force Eclipse can really do."

Regardless of the answer, the only thing Baristo cares for now is to get hold of that Cohen, who will be a big part of his long-awaited plan. "The ten years of waiting are over. From this time, everything will begin," Baristo said before he stood up and returned in front of the large glass window. The powerful and menacing grin was still there on his lips. His eyes were now as red as blood as he looked up at the full moon in the sky. "Call Olga and tell her we'll be needing her witches. I can't wait much longer, Anthony." Although he can't see him, Anthony bowed slightly as a sign of respect and a sign of sincere obedience to the wishes of his Alpha who was full of authority and power.

One of the vampires roared. "I am your new crowed Primus and you'll listen to me." Ivory roared. "I doubt that." A Masculine voice said and they turned back. "Sabasto." They chorused. "Here comes the Original Vampires." The Man said marching out of the darkness. "You weren't captured?" Obama asked angrily but Ivory held him back. "You're such a bitch, You are traitors and you know how vampires are punished, death." Sabasto said. "You're no position Sabasto, She's the new Primus and you're just an apprentice." Notora said.

He straightened his suit jacket, pulling himself back into that wall of control he always wore. “You don’t want my eyes on you,” he said flatly, his mask firmly back in place. “Trust me, kitten. You don’t.” Lucy blinked fast, trying to breathe, trying to stop her hands from shaking. “Then what do you want from me?” she whispered, raw. Barry’s gaze flicked over her, slow, deliberate, like he was weighing every part of her. “Obedience.” His voice was sharp. Final. “And patience. Until I decide where I want you.”

Although the Barbarian was currently one-armed and had longer hair and an unkempt beard, Mane recognized him. “Come,” Mane ordered. Waska gritted his teeth in defiance. He would not obey the order of another who wasn’t his Lord. However, this order was his to obey, whether he chose to or not. For though his mind rejected the notion of moving to the whims of another, his body that was bound by Edict and captive to the Supreme, knew no such defiance.

A leash dangles from one hand, its collar sparkling with silver. He kneels down beside me, his dark eyes boring into mine, and speaks in a low, commanding voice. “Bella, look at me.” I comply, my gaze flicking up to meet his. “Do you remember what rule number one is?” I swallow hard, my mouth dry. “Yes, Master.” He smiles, a predatory expression that sends a shiver down my spine. “And do you understand it?” I nod, feeling my cheeks flush with shame and arousal. “Yes, Master. I will serve, obey, and please you.”

Babbit continued, "If that guy Edmund really placed a curse on this Dark Mask, wouldn't I be harmed if I wore it? Felix, let me ask you, will you be loyal to me for life?" Felix took a deep breath. At this point, he had no other choice and could only respond resolutely, "I am willing to be loyal to you, Lord Babbit, for life. Wherever and whenever, as long as it is your command, I will obey." Felix understood Babbit's intentions clearly. He knew that he had no way out now. Since Babbit had seen through him, he had no choice but to wear the Dark Mask. Even if his soul was devoured by the Soul Devouring Curse and he became a skeleton, Babbit would still believe that he was loyal. This way, Bab

They never learn, why would you go and mess with us, especially when our leader is the greatest most badass man, my great grandfather, Phoenix. "Seems like you're new." I said as I chocked him. "Most hunters already know who we are, but I see Colton, sent a newbie to the lions den. Shame your life ends today." Screams was all I heard, he was begging me for his life. Sadly I don't give a second chance to those who want to harm me and my family. "I should start charging for taking care of the bodies." I turned to see Paolo. "You're the best at it." I grinned.

“You should have remembered that before you came here. They can't touch me.” I'm fairly certain they can. If Asmodeus could be lured into the catacombs to be entombed, then I'm definitely not untouchable. I have to tread carefully, count my words and watch my steps, so I turn into the same kind of monster. “Don’t,” Baron says. “Don’t.” I pull the stake out with a loud squelch and hand the dripping wood back to Luban, who gives me a curious look. Kill him, that look says. Rid the world of this asshole.