Dominion Manga Novels & Stories

the man pressed. Alexander considered. “Hate is an imprecise term,” he said. “I’m… curious.” He lay on his back on the narrow bed that night, eyes on the ceiling, mouth curved in that thin, private line that was not quite joy. “Wake up, Clara,” he murmured to the concrete and steel. “I want to see what you are now.” *** Time moved. The world did not wait. Dominion didn’t die; it morphed. Their flagship programs were gutted, but spin‑outs appeared in other names in other shells.

Then, he looked at Ashton, who seemed just as shaky, before crying, "Do you think this is all it'll take to defeat me? Dream on, Ashton Gray! I will never lose!" Cassian growled as he rapidly formed a series of hand seals. Then, a manifestation of The Overlord appeared behind him as he gathered all the energy within his body. "Let's settle this once and for all, Ashton Gray! This is my last blow—Dominion Seal!" Cassian's disheveled hair thrashed in the wind. He looked like a revenant from hell as he pushed his pinnacle of the divine realm powers to its absolute limit. Subsequently, he gathered his energy and condensed it into a Dominion Seal that radiated a terrifying aura.

Those stories have either been planted in the system by the Council itself in order to glorify themselves, or they've come from a maledicti that's lived long enough to tell the tale, and if the story was created by a maledicti, the chances are it was a Dominion they saw and not an Archangel. 'What's a Dominion?' 'They're the generals, the ones who regulate the duties of the lower angels, the Watchers, but they don't often get involved themselves. They consider humans unworthy of them and if you saw one you'd understand why. Now, they are beautiful. Arrogant as fuck too. It was a Dominion that came for us that day at the hospital.' I stared at him, feeling something horrible clawing at the pi

She stepped forward. "I have burned my names. Benedetti. Moretti. Valente. De Rossi. They are ash now. From that ash rises one house. One order. One Dominion." She turned. Behind her, the massive screen flickered. The new sigil appeared, blazing. MORETTI DOMINION "This is not an empire of inheritance. This is a system of selection. Loyalty is not earned by blood—it is extracted by fire. If you want to lead, bleed for it."

They knew that they were getting closer to the Dominion's leader, the man responsible for the atrocities that had been committed against their people. And then, finally, they saw him. The Dominion's leader, a cruel and merciless man who had no regard for human life. He stood at the end of a long corridor, flanked by his most loyal soldiers. Nathan and Miranda stepped forward, their eyes fixed on their enemy. They knew that this would be their toughest battle yet. The fight was intense, with both sides trading blows and spells.

The spectating wolves start running towards him and the wolves we came with. "Attack!" Menny commands his army of warriors. The wolves violently run into each other. Menny quickly transforms into a fierce brown wolf and pounces on Dwayne. The whole whole place if turned into a mess of wolves tearing each other apart. I strain my neck trying to spot the unique black wolf with small silver stripes on the back, but I can't spot him. There are loud growls filling the atmosphere as the wolves fight each other. This is so terrifying. I hope Jace is okay. God, please let him be okay.

Chapter Fifty-One Sin’s nails trailed across my arms as we lay facing each other, I played with the pendant of his necklace. Tracing my fingers over the swirling design, “Who is your dominant?” “Let's save that for another time,” he said. Grabbing my hand and kissing my fingertips, “Why don’t you rest for a bit and then I’ll take you back to your mates?” “I thought you wanted a night?” I said, my eyes slipping shut as his fingers moved through my hair.

Isabella's magnanimous withdrawal should have solved all my problems. Instead, it made me want to drag her back to my office and remind her exactly how she'd trembled under my commands just yesterday. I wanted to make her remember the way her body had responded to my voice, the way she'd gasped and arched beneath my instructions, the way she'd completely surrendered to my will despite her fears. You belong to me, I wanted to tell her. You don't get to decide when you want me and when you don't. The urge to assert my dominance, to claim what was mine by right of arrangement and conquest, burned through me with startling intensity. Every instinct I possessed screamed that Isabella Cohen was tr

my dad began, we all responded, “I called this meeting because the Shadow clan will be crowning a new mafia king in Columbia. I will need Romario to go there so that you can get alliance with them. While Leonardo, you will be running the operations here till Nathaniel returns” My eyes widened in annoyance as I glared at all of them, as usual I am sidelined and Romario is always chosen to do the good work. “Why Romario and not me?” I inquired, Jose rolled his eyes dramatically at my question. “Because you're hot headed, temperamental and bratty” Jose proclaimed.

“I missed you so much, kitten.” I blushed, “It’s been two days.” “So? It’s been a long two days. Don’t judge me.” “I’m not judging you.” “Good. If you were, you’ll be over my lap getting a spanking.” “I-wha?” I gulped at the threat. I had the sudden urge to lie and say that I was judging him. I don’t know why the idea of him spanking me is such a turn on. Being around him made me realize how many things actually turn me on. Dominance usually made me feel uneasy, scaring me unless it came from someone I trusted. Coming from Axel made me feel a combination of need and guardedness.