Disobedience Novels & Stories

“No! I want you to be my nanny! Please! You have to be my nanny!” "Dear, it’s not okay to go against our parents.” I sighed, trying to find the best way to make her understand. “Disobedience is not good manners. Your father will be upset…you don’t want that, do you? Please, listen to your dad and go home."

“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 not good for us if mother finds a single dust on anything. Asking everyone to massage my body, it's like I am alone, only howling like mental. Didn't find a single ear for it. We went to bed. I messaged mom with a range of five hundred words, not less than my previous messages. I can't move my legs and hands. It's stuck as muscle stretches. I didn't join Jim in my life. David went for a week and forgot everything.

They all came together to plan on how to rescue Lena from DEATH,it is true that they aren’t all in good terms but they came together because they didn’t want to lose their territory to DEATH and become slaves in a new empire which would be built upon what they had labor for, for years. “I am glad we could all make it,” Black startered the meeting. His voice was calm,cool and too nice. Black wasn’t on good terms with few creatures present today; he knew they were here for their selfish desires. Many of them wished to overthrow The supreme alpha and strip him of his territory. “Get on with it already” George yelled. He was whining like a child.

I growled. “And you realize who did that, right? The very same man whose daughter is your slave! It doesn’t make sense! Why are you like this with her? You should be yelling at her! Whipping her! Fuck, just kill her already! She doesn’t deserve to be alive! Why don’t you see that?” She asked. “Do not question me, Minerva. You’re treading on a very fine line here.” I snapped. “I’m sorry.. just.. let me make it up to you. Please. I won’t do it again..” she said but I shook my head. There’s no way I’m letting her get away with this. Disobedience is one of my biggest pet peeve’s.

We were the center of attention now as a Dwarf commander and his naked orgy group scattered about the room were looking at us, the only two clothed people. The Dwarf didn’t look happy. “You disobeyed me!” He voiced. “I commanded you two to join the party but you preferred to stand there and insult my sovereignty! You’re being roguish to my biddings, but I will not be dishonored!” What’s he saying? Disobedience isn’t dishonoring. Or is it? “I will punish you instead. I will use you to teach other stinky Rogues out there a lesson!” “Supreme Commander, It’s—”

Everyone in the camp is blaming me. “I was careless and did not think before acting. How is that any of your fault?” I asked him as he was turning to look at me. “Because I am just an omega, and you were clear that I stick to the plan, but I disobeyed you. Instead of doing what you asked me to. I just went on and did my thing. I just—”

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.