Dominic Novels & Stories

“We are here to control direction.” Every word was Measured.. “We focus on long term dominance. Not temporary wins.” She paused. Then added softly, “Power does not need to announce itself. It simply… exists.” Silence. Then and eruption of applause. Dominic didn’t clap. He couldn’t. His hand trembled slightly as he reached for water. “Sir?” his assistant whispered. Dominic did not answer him and just kept on drinking. “She’s alive…” he thought. “She’s married…to that bastard”

“If you know about my brother you know why I need to leave. I’ve got to get back to the club. I need the money to keep him alive. “I told you before, you’re never setting foot in that den of filth again,” Dominic hissed, his nostrils twitching as he smelt the scent of her neck. The silver-laced chemical was wearing off, and a faint, enticing sense of her natural alluring perfume was starting to flow through, like wild jasmine and fresh dirt. It drove the beast within him insane with a primordial, barbaric hunger.

he said, “I have no plans whatsoever to reject you.” “Oh,” I wasn’t sure what to say. Did I tell him I loved him too? Did I love him? The thought of him rejecting me made me feel breathless and my heart hurt. Dominic smiled, and leaned down to kiss me, with just the briefest of touches on my lips. “Plus,” Dominic said as he sat back up, “I’m pretty sure that you aren’t entirely human.” I frowned. “Then what am I supposed to be?” I asked. “I’m not sure baby,” Dominic said, “But you are clearly having visions, which isn’t a human thing.”

Dressed in his black cassock and a rosary tied up in his right hand, he stood beside Lucas. “Nothing, just inhaling some good air. It feels stuffy in my home,” Lucas answered as he pop out a smoke out of his pocket and lit it. The priest knows who he is. He knows Domus Malum, and he knows what kind of business they have beneath the church. Yet, instead of crucifying the devil out of their place, he encourages Lucas to find the light. Humans have their own ways of being insane, Lucas thought.

"W-what? What do you want from me?" "Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I have come to keep my promise" Dominic said. Jensen took a step backwards, his eyes narrowed. "I don't know what you're talking about" Dominic chuckled darkly. "I don't expect you to" he said, taking predatory steps towards the other man. He had a dangerous look in his eyes. There was something about the look in his eyes that made Jensen very uneasy. Before he could process what was going on, Dominic punched him in the face, causing his nose to bleed heavily.

Dominic. It's been three months since I joined this pathetic school and I came to find out that demonic's real name is Dominic. She was given her nickname because she's known for her violent behaviour when she first got to school. Due to this she also didn't have any friends. She was a year older than everyone else in our year, making us the same age. Both 18 while everyone else was 17. That was all that was really known about her; no one cared to find out any more. I never got to find out who Xavier was but considering how much school she misses, it's safe to say it's because of him.

I smiled shyly. "Do you still like me after knowing this?" He asked, worried. "Yes, I still like you. Being in a BDSM relationship is not a crime that I'll hate you." "You still want to be with me?" He asked in disbelief. "Yes." I smiled and nodded at him. "I'm not gentle on the bed, Anushka. I don't make love, I fuck hard, very hard. I like to dominate and test the limits of girls on the bed. I like to punish them, order them." I gulped the lump down my throat, but his words excited me sexually.

~Samantha~ “You conniving twat,” Black Moon snarled. “You think you can fool me and get away with it?” “I’ll make you pay. All of you!” “Not if I’m through with you first.” Dominic stood in front of us. Black Moon laughed mockingly. “And who the fuck is this?” Dominic did not move. “The man who’s going to end you.” “You mean a love sick idiot,” Black Moon sneered. “Throwing his life away for a woman who would pick her children over you every single time.”

Could it be that Dominic and Aaron were related? "Estela, is it possible that Mr. Dominic is Mr. Aaron's son?" Maricela inquired. "Huh? Maricela, don't you know?" Estela replied. Dominic is indeed Aaron's son! That explained his boldness in befriending the police and his ability to influence his imprisonment with a mere word! It also accounted for his remarkable achievements at such a young age. So, he was a wealthy second-generation individual relying on his father's status!

He had a mean right hook, and the look on his face right now was stormy enough to warrant concern. “Damien? My boss?” he gritted out, still looking like he was two seconds from strangling me to death. “Yes,” I affirmed, chuckling nervously. “Damien Du Pont, himself. The vampire king of New Orleans.” “Whatever made you think there’s something between us?” Dominic was fully facing me now. His hands were crossed over his chest. He seemed no longer interested in shooting silver bullets into imaginary rogues. “I don’t know, Dom. Maybe it’s the energy between you? Or the electric sexual tension that anyone around you two could practically choke on?” I was framing my