Barbatos Obey Me Novels & Stories

Or was this just a coincidence? “We don’t have plans to harm anyone, and we will fully comply with what ever you request.” The dork in the robe said. I looked at Delmor and whispered in his ear. “Who is that guy?” “That is Owen Bates, he is the head warlock of the witches.” He answered me. “Is he a king?” I asked. Delmor smiled mischievously at me. “No, his proper title is Master.” He said out loud and not in a whisper. It dawned on me his name and title. He was Master Owen Bates. Oh my god, he was Master Bates! I had to say this as a pun.

Bash shouted. Storm freed his hands and got off him. “I can have another you in a minute, I will never belittle myself by raping you.” “I can help your new friend if you agree to my terms, Omar is a very vengeful man, he won’t stop beating Tobi until the end of this week but I can make him stop. “ “What do you want?” Bash asked in a heartbeat. Unlike Omar, he knew Storm was a man of his words. “I want your full submission, I want to be pleased, “Storm said.

“Dani, what’s going on? Did I just hear you say that Angel and Tequila will be taking care of the club house? I thought it was going to be Cherry and I that will be doing that? How could you change your mind so fast?” “That’s what Mr. Baphomet wants, and he is the owner of this place plus he’s my boss that I need to listen too, So Angel and Tequila I need you both to come with me please so I can show you both the outfits you’ll need to change into and also I need you both to understand what your job are going to be working in the club house.”

A voice chided loud from inside announcing something was wrong here. "My smart boy got it now.," Petal grinned stretching her lips up to her ear. But in a flash, her face stiffened as she goes on adding,"Ora prendiamolo introdotto con le regole se vuoi questo affare. Mi obbedirai, obbedisci e ne obbedisce. ogni mio comando e capriccio. Sono il tuo Dio, perché tengo il potere del tuo destino. Infine, lascia che ti ricordi, odio ripetermi. Non offendermi a meno che non tu non voglia realizzare il tuo sogno. ( Now let's get you introduced with the rules if you want this deal on. You will obey me, obey and just obey me. my every command and whim. I am your god, cause I hold the power of your fat

It was the fact that he wasn't looking at her like a stranger. He was looking at her like he had been waiting. "You're awake," he said. His voice was low and careful, almost...quiet. Nothing like what she expected from a man they called The Beast. But then again, the most dangerous things usually weren't loud. Hazel lifted her chin, meeting his gaze directly even though everything in her screamed to look away. "I want out of this contract." Not a flicker. Not even a blink. "That," he said slowly, "is not an option."

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."

"To solve the problem, the white wolves met at one place and prayed with their mates for a solution. The moon goddess heard their prayers appeared right in front of them and provided the solution. She told the white wolves that she would assign a capable strong warrior to every loved one who couldn't protect themselves, like newborn babies or dormant wolves. These protectors or bodyguards were known as Batairs." "Batairs could be anyone. They could be your brothers, sisters, cousins. The only condition for someone to be chosen by the moon goddess to be someone's Batair was that they must have nothing to lose. They couldn't have any other distraction, like mates till the time they served the

“Don’t listen to anyone but me, pretty. Who’s your Dom?” “You,” I breathed. “Who’s your master?” “You.” “Good.” His tone was soft, dangerous. “Only me. Only I get to touch you like this, Only I get to put a collar on your neck. Only I get to put you on a leash. Be a good boy and don't listen to anyone else but me.” He paused and stared at me possessively before giving my neck a few soft bites. “If it's night time and I'm not back, don't let it bother you, I'll always come back, late or not. Do you understand?”

Pure anguished horror. I winced, crying out in pain as tears slipped from my eyes. My body screaming for release, for the pain to stop. But my brain knew that it wouldn’t, and so did Nyx. We knew he could leave us here as long as he wished. It was his right. He owned us. No matter how much we resisted. “I’ll leave you now, little wolf.” Balthazar smirked, his eyes gleaming with pride. “When I return I expect your full obedience.”

"Caroline, do you think I'm afraid of her?" Without hesitation I replied with a nod. I don't know what Balthazar was doing, but everyone who ever faced him always turned tame after 'chatting' with him. Starting from Alpha Sam, Vincent, Dimitri, that bastard Gabriel Adler, even Alex who was usually stubborn became obedient when Balthazar gave him orders. The werewolves turned from ferocious wolves to docile house dogs. 'Get out of the way" I continued after seeing his feigned hurt expression on me.