Disobedience Novels & Stories

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.

“No. You won’t win, Dante. You won’t.” Sound snapped through the room and left a silence that tasted metallic. I expected the glass to quiver, perhaps even to splinter; instead it held, a perfect, unyielding shield between me and the rest of the world. My voice broke. My body trembled. It trembled with the aftershock of the realization that when you have been taught to obey, rebellion feels like a foreign language. The body remembers the obedience even when the mind does not. I slid down to the floor, pressing my back to the wall, knees drawn to my chest.

So distracted was she that her usual past time of reading was not enough to hold her attention. At school, Isis tried to calm her nerves but her hands wouldn't stop shaking, any minute Mr. Greyson was going to walk through the door and she didn't trust herself in his presence, yet she couldn't wait to be in his presence. She tried to remind herself about her thoughts of forbidden fruits and the circumstances. She couldn't risk his job or reputation even though they hadn't exactly decided on anything but she needed to keep more control. She kept repeating the words softly like a mantra.

I can answer that," Lisa replied as she entered from the blindside and sat beside Knox. " In the time of the cleansing when Karistus is at her most brutal, the unworthy seek to form alliances in an attempt to overthrow the enforcers she has by her side. Dahlia managed to prey on Judah's loyalty to the pack, convincing him that Karistus was some sort of false prophet, who managed to brainwash Damon- in the end, Judah truly believed he was doing the right thing for the pack." Knox looked like he would be ill as he leaped to his feet and took off running. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" Narelle screamed before getting up to chase after him, leaving Damon and Lisa holding vigil over Judah's b

I grit. “Now, beautiful, why would I do that? You are the rightful fucking heir. You should lead your people” he smirks. “I don’t know what game you are at but I am no man’s pawn!” I spit. “You won’t step down and I will never stand at your side! Somewhere I have a fated mate and I intend to find them!” “Oh, Kitten! So feisty! I can smell your delicious arousal. You do want me.”

“That is not a crime.” “It is disobedience.” “Disobedience?” I echoed. “You make it sound like I am a child.” “You are acting like one,” he said coldly. That stung more than I wanted it to. I folded my arms. “I did not come because I did not see the necessity.” “You do not get to decide what is necessary,” he insisted again. “Yes, I do,” I said firmly. “When it concerns me, I absolutely do.” He shook his head in frustration.

“I have a slight grievance with you.” “And what’s that?” I demanded, rolling my eyes. “That you seem to like to disobey me. Let me tell you something, Isabella.” He stepped toward me, closing the distance between us in one long stride. “I have never been disobeyed, at least without repercussions. And this anger's- no, annoys me to no end that there is nothing I can do to make you listen to me.” “Wha- where is this coming from?” “I gave an order. You disobeyed it. Simple as that.” He shrugged, “I disobeyed what order, Alexander.” I challenged, looking him up and down. “To stay here. And not only did you ignore it. But so did Maggie.”

I sat still, unsure of what to say or do, as Alexander leaned back in his seat, his piercing gaze never leaving me. “You know what I despise even more than betrayal or being touched?” he finally broke the silence, his voice calm but laced with a dangerous edge. His movements were slow and deliberate as he pulled a cigarette and a golden lighter from his pocket, never breaking eye contact with me. “It’s disobedience. I don’t tolerate it, and those who defy me always face the consequences in one way or the other.”

it was also a long idea that I was trying to build and no matter how much I had decided that I did not want to go in the way they were pushing me too they would always find a way of making me feel that way I'm also have the need to speak to them rudely. "Do you have the slightest idea of what you're disobedience can cause? This boy doesn't look like he's responding. He might end up passing out from this place and everybody would point fingers at you. Is that what you want for yourself?" My mother went on and on while I kept watching her during all of the things that she wanted to do while I just refused to give her any audience

Everyone present adjust themselves and sat probably in preparing for the judgment from the king Without wasting too much time, he then said, "I thank you all for your time and efforts so far. As it was known by everyone present here that Jennifer had disobeyed the rule of the land. Her actions had brought nothing but pain to this great Kingdom. We can't refer to her as anything but s a traitor. She used her power for her personal gain. Her greediness had cost the great Kingdom something irreparable. She is a traitor and we all know the judgment for a traitor.