Disobedience Novels & Stories

She's not going to let that devil dictate how she's going to live her life. In silence! In obedience! Sorry but she's the rebellious type. Silence and obedience are two words that don't exist in her dictionary.

Really convinced! "Please, brother, you two are enough, don't bother to recommend Linda Lee to me, okay? Is she the only woman around me? Can I not like anyone else besides her?" "Huh? Your sister-in-law said the same?" Morgan nodded, "This is called disobedience to the elders, and you will suffer in front of your eyes! Your sister-in-law and I both think that Miss Lee is suitable, so of course we are right! Of course, you have the right to like others, but... Miss Lee is so good, If you miss her and she gets caught by others, it will be too late to regret it!"

"Are you kidding me right now? Your mom talked down on me in the presence of everybody. She embarrassed me as if that is not enough, she had the gut to call me a whore like wtf? When you knew your mother would not accept me, why bother to introduce me? Why waste my time looking good for that woman? Why did you lie to me? Is that your plan all along? You knew your mom would never accept me, yet you took me along with you. Couldn't you have just left me alone? You knew I was not up to your family standard yet you asked me out! Did you want to see me disgraced that bad? " Hey, chill, okay? I had no idea my mom would react that way, and you were not exactly polite either. For fuck sake Vivian yo

I had never actually gone against them and their ever so unsettling overrule of everything I do, but now that they came and made the sole request for me to end everything I have with Rose, I couldn’t take it anymore. “Or else what? Why can’t I be with Rose just because I’m in the clan? How does that affect anything?” I shot at them with no intent on sheathing my tone or hiding the vigour contained in my distraught at their apprehensiveness. “You will be disciplined for your direct disobedience of instructions of instructions from a direct superior. You are a lord, Max, act like you would be expected …” They said a lot that still failed to address the main reas

The man asked in an impatient voice. The young woman looked at the door believing in miracles. She hoped it would open but had to turn back when she heard the man grunt. For the moment, it was much better for her to do whatever he wanted... That way she would have a chance to save herself... She approached the man gently and he smiled, satisfied... - Gentle and obedient. There you go... Pour yourself a drink... - I don't drink alcoholic beverages. It's better to keep your head clear. - How much money do you need?

Wouldn’t she discover? “I don’t think I can do it. I cannot do it!” I shook my head vehemently. A sigh left his lips, “Oh bummer. I was hoping you wouldn’t say that, now I have to take drastic actions.” My throat bobbed at the mention of drastic actions. Connor was diabolical. He was a brat and hated being disobeyed. “What drastic actions? Because I refused to do what you want?” His eyes shot to me, burning me with a dark angry stare. “Refused to do what you want? You disrespected me. And I need not tell you who I am. I can give you any punishment and you have no choice but to obey.”

I shivered, not just from her words but from what could happen if I didn't obey. Still, I couldn't bring myself to follow her order. Even though I knew disobeying would cause trouble for me, I wanted to see how far she would push me. Seeing that I wasn't complying, she got up and walked halfway toward me. "With every fiber of my being, I hate you," she muttered with a nasty smirk. "I don’t mind you disobeying me, but my father-in-law won’t tolerate any defiance from someone as lowly as you," she added, clearly enjoying the moment.

My face, despite my frantic efforts to mask it, betrayed the raw anger burning within me. "Is anything the matter, Trishy?" Miss Britney asked, her voice laced with concern. "No, no, I'm fine," I quickly assured her. “I'll help with the dishes and serve the food." I spoke as politely as I could manage. We worked together, serving the food onto the dining table just a few steps from the kitchen, all while maintaining a pleasant conversation. It was almost comical how I had woken up that morning feeling so unexpectedly strong and ambitious, focused on seriously starting my first book to advance my writing career. Yet, somehow, Joseph had utterly ruined everything. I may never have been in a re

If they want obedience, they will be disappointed. Marcus doesn’t accept that so easily. His worry sharpens into something more urgent, more desperate, as he reminds us what “full court” truly means. Execution is not a distant possibility in this system—it is a precedent, a tool used when authority needs to remind everyone else what disobedience costs. His suggestion is not cowardice; it is calculation. Disappear. Take the pack. Vanish before the machinery of judgment can close around us. But before that thought can settle, Freya enters the room, having heard enough to understand exactly what is being considered.

It is often a sign of recognition. Irresistible Sin is written for readers who understand that morality is not always black and white. That people can hold strong values and still falter. That love can be sincere even when it is complicated. And that sometimes the hardest battles are not between good and evil, but between restraint and truth. This is also a story that respects emotional boundaries. While it explores desire, connection, and temptation, it does so with intention. The focus is not on excess, but on meaning. On what it feels like to want something deeply, to resist it earnestly, and to question who you become in the process.