Disobedience Novels & Stories

She only had someone who created her. Owned her. Used her. “You don’t understand it,” Aruna said quietly. The twin’s eyes hardened. “I understand everything.” “No,” Aruna replied gently. “You understand obedience.” The word hit harder than any weapon. The twin stood abruptly. Anger flickering beneath her control. “I am not obedient,” she said coldly. Aruna tilted her head. “Then disobey him.” Silence. Because they both knew the truth. The twin had never disobeyed Adrian.

“Why should I trust you? Your mother has tried to kill me. She wants my baby. She has been manipulating everyone for years.” Sophia looked down at her hands. “Because I am tired of being her weapon. I am twenty years old and I have never had a real life. She controlled everything. My friends. My education. Even what I believed about myself. When I found out she was planning to take your baby and raise it as her own heir, I knew I had to do something. I want to help you stop her. Please. Let me prove I am not like her.”

Be obedient? Was that word even supposed to mean anything to someone like me? I was an anomaly, a creature born and bred to disrupt order. I had built my entire identity, brick by agonizing brick, on the sole foundation of breaking every single rule ever thrown in my face. Rebellion wasn't just a choice; it was woven into the very fabric of my DNA, etched into the marrow of my bones.

I wouldn’t lie that the thought hadn’t crossed my mind but right now that didn’t matter. I had to be alive to avenge everything Nolan had done to me and free Alessia. Maren's eyes widened at my statement. “You can’t do that, I’ll figure out an excuse if I see the Alpha” There it was, the first disobedience. Mother used to tell me that once you started, it’d feel like a drug that you can’t stop taking. This was something I never expected from Maren, she was the most righteous and obedient worker of Nolan, he was never wrong in her eyes but for the first time, for me she was willing to disobey her alpha.

"For everyone... I wasn't born to this world out of my own free will. I was born because of the will of my parents and my family. There's a purpose for my existence, and it is more important than my own aspiration. I have to carry out my duties. If I just leave to pursue my own passion, there will be severe consequences not only for me, it will impact on many people, many things..." Both of them lost in their own deep thinking. She thought of how very different he was from Magnus. Magnus was free-spirited, he was not constrained by social convention, and when it came to his passion, nothing could hold him back. Magnus wouldn't let something like obligation or responsibility to his family bur

he said. "We have this pass from the old lady," Cathy said. "If we return without finishing our tasks we will be severely punished. And don't worry about us, we will return soon without making any trouble." Cathy showed him the pass that the lady gave us for the border. Seeing the pass he couldn't say no anymore. But he was looking worried. Seemed like he was an omega as well. If he was a beta he wouldn't even have cared about the pass. He would just let us slide to die out there. Two or three or more, they wouldn't care even if all the omegas died.

“What makes you feel I hate our father?” “Because you enjoy disobeying our father instructions.” “How?” “Why have you let the evil spirits to dwell with you?” Ofu asked, ignoring Abuo’s question. Abuo did not reply. “Oh! You have refused to speak because what I say is the truth, and your conscience is judging you. People can disobey their father, disregard him, and even dishonour him. That is why the gods are up there, to put things into order down here,” Ofu said and moved his head away from the tree before running his arms around Abuo’s neck.

I refuse to believe that his decision is final. Because if there’s anything I am in this world, in this system, is resistance. I’m not rebellious because I want to be. I rebel because I need to. Obedience has only gotten me so far. And if I want to protect my children, both of them, I can’t afford to simply submit anymore. I will find a way to protect my babies. Even if it means protecting them from their father.

he said, his tone low but steady, “but I can’t go anywhere else. Not with my mum in the house. We need to keep up appearances or didn’t you hear what she said?” My jaw tightened. Of course he wouldn’t fight it. Of course he would follow every word she said, every demand she made. Mummy’s boy, I muttered silently again, wishing for even a fraction of defiance from him. But no—obedience was second nature, drilled into him from birth, like some unbreakable habit. I took a step closer, letting my frustration show, letting him feel the tension crackling between us. “I did,” I said, more firmly. “But that doesn’t mean we blindly follow every order. You know, if you had even a little backbone, mayb

“But none of those things guarantee your life because if I didn’t get what I want you would be nothing but a nuisance. And I would rather kill you.” “I did nothing wrong to you. You can’t kill me!” “I can do whatever the fuck you want and if you value your life then start fûcking obeying me, instead of antagonizing me at every step.” My words came out soft and solemn, “I would need you to respect me and see me as your equal to obey you.” “Suit yourself.” He stood up straight and said, “But remember, disobeying me comes with consequences.” With those words echoing around me, he left the room.