Domineering Novels & Stories

I refused to back down on this, no matter how much I might regret it later. “I am powerful, little human, never forget that.” It would be impossible for me to ever truly disagree with that, the man was power personified. He was the King of all werewolves and I was guessing that he didn’t get to that position by popular vote. “I’ll be good, Your Highness, but only because being stuck in this room is driving me crazy.” I didn’t want him to think he’d beaten me, I needed to show some strength. “Hey, if we’re mates should I have to call you by your title? What’s your name? You kidnapped me and I don’t even know what to call you.”

We head into the 'lingerie' store, ewe, I don't like underwears and nighties like this ones, they are all too sexual. When I think we were done, we entered the car and the driver drove us. "So..... you're gonna be his submissive?" After some while of silence, she asked. I look at her and nod. "Yes" I replied. She chuckled. "You look so innocent, do you think you can handle Mr King. He's not what you think......that man is a real Dom" "Huh?" I was confused with the word dom. It's sounded like doom.

________ A story of two different hearts who belongs to the completely opposite world where HE is the rich, bossy and arrogant person and SHE is middle class, innocent and sweet girl. What will happen when these two heart fell in love with each other. Because its quite hard to survive in a relationship where your partner is Dominant as fuck and you are just compelled to do everything for him. because you love him. Same goes to our dear NAINA PUROHIT who fell Deeply in love with the Egoistic KUNAL SINGHANIYA. ___________________ A/N This is my very First novel on W*****d. English is not my First language so forgive me if you found any silly grammatical error.

Their fingers locked together in a crushing alignment. "Clair... have you systematically forgotten whose territory you occupy?" Dominic murmured, leaning forward to close the physical distance between them. "In this city, I am the singular entity that dictates the value of a transaction. The rats operating behind the White Oak network do not possess enough leverage to even register on my scales." His eyes narrowed slightly as his gaze pinned her to the spot. "My blood does not function as leverage for any counterparty. Ever." It was the absolute, structural arrogance of the subterranean emperor—and simultaneously, the most unyielding, fundamental guarantee he could offer as Dorothea's father

“You should be with her. She’s perfect. She’s everything you wanted. I’m just... I’m too old for this game.” “I decide who I want,” Dominic growls, his eyes darkening until they are pure obsidian. He presses his weight into her, making her feel every inch of his dominance. “And right now, I want to teach you why you should never, ever break my rules.” Before she can blink, he hoists her up with a grunt of exertion. Her skirt bunches high as he slams her down onto the edge of the cold marble vanity. He steps between her knees, his thighs spreading hers wide, his presence an absolute, crushing weight.

Pine slowly stood, viper-strike fast, hands planted on his desk as he leaned intimidatingly across its shining expanse. "You forget yourself. Without my backing, your precious company is carrion for every wolf salivating at the scent of blood on the air." His smile was pure menace. "Carefully consider where true power still lies between us, Vivian, before overplaying so very foolishly this round." They stared each other down, his wintry contempt scouring her remaining nerve. Before despair could set in, white hot defiance reared up inside her. She would not grovel at this manipulator's feet after coming so far.

And in the next training session we torture all those betrayers. For a fact her mother set a tray full of treats for her. Her father and brother walked in, her father going straight towards her mother landing a loud on the crown of her head. While her and Brandon never failed to be disgusted by the sight even though it is literally a routine and of course her mother blushed like every time. Their parents never failed to amaze them, a love so deep, how and why is residing questions in both of their minds. Maybe it was the mate bond and that is why they both seemed to wish a love a little different and one that feels independent, which isn’t forced on them, literally. But they also respected

“That’s how these things work, isn’t it? Single combat, winner takes all?” “If he does so, it means death for him,” Dominic replied, and there was no arrogance in his voice, just simple statement of fact. “He knows that he’s no match for me. He’s strong, experienced, and cunning, but he lacks what’s needed to defeat me in single combat. So instead he schemes and manipulates, trying to undermine my authority in a thousand small ways.”

creating something dark and addictive and completely overwhelming. "You like this," Dominic observed, pounding into her. "Like being fucked by the man who just beat you. Like submitting sexually to someone who dominated you physically. You're a fighter, Cass, but deep down, you want to be claimed by someone stronger." "Yes!" Cass sobbed, the admission torn from her. "Yes, I want it! Want you! Want this!" "Then take it. Take my cock. Take everything I'm giving you." Dominic's hand wrapped around her throat....not choking her, just holding her, controlling her—while his other hand found her clit and rubbed rough circles.

Dominic’s gaze hardened slightly. “The fact that her recommendations frequently align with my decisions does not indicate undue influence.” He paused. “It indicates that I hired someone who understands the strategy.” A faint murmur moved through the chamber. Dominic continued. “Let me also make something else very clear.” Now his voice carried a subtle edge. “If anyone in this room believes my decisions can be manipulated by personal attachment…” His gaze moved slowly across the Dominion delegation. “They fundamentally misunderstand how I operate.” Silence. Complete silence. I felt my chest tighten. Not because of what he said. But because of how firmly he said it. There was no hesitation. N