Disobedience Novels & Stories

That includes me trying not to breathe to loud, while I watch the scene of Isaac trying to persuade Eva unfold before me, and at the same time hoping it's a mission fail but am disappointed to discover that Eva has a weak hold on manipulation and quickly gives in to isaacs demands. “Now that Eva has agreed, I would like to believe that you have no objection after all you do get paid for this,” Isaac uttered while raising an eyebrow as if daring me to object. Both mother and son never fail to infuriate me as well as make me reconsider my career path to one of a criminal. On a serious note the thought of just standing outside Isaacs door waiting to be called in now and then is rather absurd, 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

They paused just long enough to remind me that silence can say more than scripture. “Miss” He glanced down the attendance sheet. “Daniels, is it? You wrote your entrance essay on the paradox of obedience. Stand, please.” My pulse stumbled. I rose, clutching the hem of my cardigan. “Yes, sir.” “Do you believe obedience and goodness are the same?” A few students turned, waiting for me to falter. I didn’t. “No, sir. Obedience is comfort. Goodness is a choice.” His expression didn’t change, but a flicker of approval or recognition passed behind his eyes. “And when choice defies God?”

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.

I’m about to tell her to stop talking and call an ambulance when he speaks, his voice low and husky. “You’ve been wanting to slap me for years huh,” he mumbles as he struggles to push up on his elbows. “What the hell is an oaf? Who talks like that?” “It just came to me. I think it means crazy big guy. Seemed appropriate. Are you okay?”

"But you know he would have never pulled it. You know it was probably empty. You know Austin and you really believe he would have done that no matter how much they wronged him?" "You are defending him because you love him but I want you to realize. The pack has a hierarchy and the grand alpha is on top of it. Because of you, and his emotions, he made a fool of that. Don't you think other omegas will be more encouraged towards a revolt on seeing how disobedient their own alpha can be?" I sighed. "You mean fighting for himself is being disobedient? Beta, you are also saying things like this about your alpha with no regards for the hierarchy."