Belphegor Obey Me Novels & Stories

I hit the gas again. Tate let out a weak moan and dug her fingers into the seat so hard that her white knuckles glowed even in the darkness around her. But she didn't say a word. She didn't shout, and she didn't curse. She just silently suffered with me. Decayer by Blessthefall just played, and I really smoked it. You need an escort for that madness, don't you think? Tate remained silent. The singer shouted the lyrics of the song straight into our ears, straight into our souls. And I was on the verge of something I may never be able to get back.

Six says menacingly with Belphegor taking a hold of his hand and staring deeply into his eyes with a little tension in the room. Six let’s go of Mammon’s wrist and begins to walk away, “Think over what I said Bel, it would be wise” Six says, “Where are you going??” Belphegor asks, “ No place in particular as of yet” Six replied and disappears, “I hate him” Mammon remarks with an acid look on her face, “You should know whom you wag your tongue to, the person might not be as nice as I am” Belphegor replies as he begins to walk away as well, “Tch, stupid bastards making fun of me, I’ll show you, I’ll show you all” Mammon mutters to herself as she walks back to her throne. LOCATION : SANCTUARY,

asked Chaos being direct, he suddenly realized he knew the speech this skull was talking about, even though he was never taught how to speak this language, perhaps this was due to the memories he had acquired while developing inside the flask. The skull's empty eyes flashed with blue flames, as Chaos could swear he saw a creepy smile beneath that expressionless skull face! "Hehe! I am glad you ask, my Lord! My name is Belphegor, and I am my Master's Ainz most loyal subordinate! And you're Master Ainz's son!" said the floating skull. Chaos glanced at Belphegor with a bit of surprise, although his face was so stiff and expressionless that he seemed to be dead… And to an extent as a half-vampir

Belphegor, one of the seven deadly sins on Tartarus that had been banished by Riven centuries ago, looked up at Lilith and smirked lazily. "All you succubus are so impatient",he said slowly and stretched his limbs like he didn't give a care in the world. "I like the word 'idleness'. It makes my laziness look classy". He chuckled lightly, making the succubus infuriated. "You should have been the sin of craziness", Lilith snapped angrily. "Because that's what you are. Crazy!" Belphegor's eyes snapped towards the young looking woman and for a minute, the lazy haze disappeared and his true form surfaced as his eyes turned sickly red. One hand shot out and wrapped around Lilith's throat viciously

They knew I am still more powerful than they can ever be. Which is why, demons will never let me turn out to be like my dad and the princes like Mortem will try to turn me into one so he can be the most powerful. That's classic pride- Mortem's power. And I won't fall prey to him. I left them and went ahead. To my surprise, Belphegor II shot me a look. He said something- in telepathy, one of his skills. Belphegor II said, "You can trick Lyanna into getting what she wants and save her soul from damnation. Meet me later."

The flow of powers, the sensation of it made the room solemn and heated. An ear-piercing light sparked out in the room and a flash followed. The two female silhouettes remained in the same position,their eyes shut tightly as they kept chanting, the blood in the altar kept moving in a very fast motion, the light sparked in the room, and Lightning followed. After what seemed like forever, they both opened Their eyes and slowly brought down their hands. Queen Feyre's eyes swept along the room before gazing at the altar to see her creature. "My other half..." She whispered and Kalika grinned wickedly "Yes, He is kind of weak now....so it seems"

I should not be feeling this way towards this devil, but I couldn't control my body. Instead, I felt nothing. I opened my eyes; his hand was still there, hanging in the air, and then he held back. ‘What the fuck is he playing with me? I wondered.’ “I’m not here to teach you about curiosity,” he said. “I’m here to teach you control.” “And if I refuse?” I asked. “Then you won’t last a week at Bellmere.” The silence between us was electric. “You’ll report here next Wednesday,” he said. “A private session. You’ll follow instructions, and you’ll keep your mouth shut.”

Fear filled her orbs. "But I thought..." "Officer Mike!" A man yelled. He was running towards us like an athlete. He got to where we stood and stopped, panting heavily. He snatched the gun from officer Mike, bowing to the devil . "He's a new subordinate and doesn't know the rules. Please punish me Mr. Kaleth," the officer bows, stretching out the gun to the devil. I blink rapidly. My throat burned. What rules? What made him untouchable.

"Ezra..." In the dream, I pushed in, thrusting deep and filled him. Bred him. Pumped my seed inside until it dripped out. Marked him. Owned him. His body shook under me. Hands clawing the sheets. But he pushed back—fuck, he pushed back wanting more. I wanted to break him. In the dream. In real life. Bend him until he knelt. Breed him until he worshipped and called me god. I stroked harder, my fist tight and balls drawing up. I imagined pinning him down, spreading his legs wide and fucking him raw. Until he bled. Until he cried. Until he begged for my cum. "Breed me," he'd say. "Make me yours."

My whole world tilted on its axis for a moment before I remembered exactly what and who he was. "Just shut up and fuck me." His movements stalled before one of his hands moved to my neck, his thumb pushed up, tilting my head until my eyes met his. "I am the one who will be giving the orders right now. Is that understood?" My throat dried while his fingers were simultaneously drenched in my wetness. I nodded. "Words, my little witch." "Yes, I understand."