Disobedience Novels & Stories

Their gifts filled an entire room. Nora was so jealous that she became furious. Every day, she tried to scare me by whispering in my ear. "Rebecca, you have no idea, do you? Theodore kills without a second thought. If he gets upset, he takes it out on the people around him. You're walking right into a lion's den! If you ask me, you should give up. But we can't reject his family's engagement offer either… How about this? I'll sacrifice myself and go to your place..."

Gwen Michael, Keith and Ingrid entered my room later. Micheal smiled at me, but I could not smile back. I felt ashamed. I felt belittled. The thought that I would need help getting around broke me. I hated being dependent, and I hated being a liability, but the ISA had made my nightmares a reality. All my life, I had trained and disciplined myself to defend myself and others, to be stronger and to be enough. I hated it and never listened when asked to back down. I always ignored orders because I wanted to help and prove myself. Now, look at me. Marcus never wanted me to do anything, to begin with, and with what the humans have done, I will have no choice but to obey when they ask me to hide

“I have no other choice.” “Yes, you do,” argued Luke. “Didn’t you tell me it works out for that Mario guy and your ex?” “That’s because Faith is stubborn to the point of absurdity.” Luke chuckled. “And you don’t think Autumn is stubborn too? Hell, she went through a lesbian psychopath in high school and nearly died because of detergent and still dated you back then although breaking up with you could save her some trouble. If you ask me, I would say she is a fighter and stubborn as hell.”

“And his name was erased.” “By you?” I asked Kieran. “Yes.” The honesty hurt him. I saw it. “Why?” I demanded. “Because he refused to change.” “You said that before,” I replied. “But that is not enough.” Kieran exhaled slowly. “He believed fear created obedience,” he said. “He believed obedience created order. He believed order justified cruelty.” “And you disagreed.” “Yes.” The newborn god spoke softly. “He punished dissent.” “Yes,” Kieran confirmed. “How?” I asked.

But understand this clearly: Disobedience born from fear will be handled with patience. Disobedience born from recklessness will be corrected. Disobedience that endangers you will not be tolerated. Discipline exists to prevent loss. Not to cause pain. Rule #10: You are under my protection. That is not temporary. Whether you accept it or not. Whether you understand it or not. Whether you want it or not. Some bonds are not chosen. Some are recognized. Final Statement You are not required to trust me. You are not required to accept me.

I pause, letting that land. “What I will tell you is this: anything that conditions your obedience in exchange for relief is not aid. It is a contract you never got to read.” A man shouts from one of the stones, “Easy to say when you’re powerful!” I meet his eyes. “Yes,” I say evenly. “It is. That’s why I’m saying it anyway.” The Axis hums, resonant but contained. “They don’t take your will all at once,” I say. “They don’t need to. They only need to make choice inconvenient. Resistance uncomfortable. Independence exhausting.”

It's a very old idome that when work doesn't finish in our way, we have to make it for ourselves. Means he decided to work under to complete their project just by carrying tools from the lab to their place. For months no one knew and they were going to finish their modal but it won't last long. Pleasant drops of rain turn into hard pieces of ice. Mr. Khana as I already introduced you earlier made everything into vengeance. He was not less than venom. He couldn't let us be happy and complained to the government about us. When I got to know that they were working on a time machine I couldn't believe it and thought that it was a joke but I hoped so".

But I also knew that no matter how much I hated myself for it, I wasn’t going to let Aaron use it against me. But I was afraid! The practice began, and I pushed my frustration and worries aside, focusing on the game. Tristan was already on the field, his sharp eyes passing between Aaron and me, probably expecting things to go south at any moment. And he was right to. It started when Aaron refused to pass the ball to me. The first time, I let it slide, thinking maybe it wasn’t intentional. The second time, I clenched my jaw, keeping my cool. But by the third and fourth times, when he deliberately ignored both Tristan and me, I was done.

Because let’s face the facts that were clear as day, I wasn’t someone who took complete obedience well and if you didn’t want to believe me then all you had to do was ask my parents and they would willingly agree to it as well. Obedience was not something I was very fond of doing and while it naturally came with ease for some people, it wasn’t exactly the case with me. Nor did I think it ever would, for there would always be a small part of me that would always disobey them when I could, so it was only a matter of when and where and how I went about doing it before it completely pissed them off. Smirking to myself, I move to put down the pen just as one of the guys move to speak up. The soun