Elder Scrolls Online Aldmeri Dominion Novels & Stories

Layla grabbed her phone from her pocket, checking the screen. A message appeared that read: Welcome, Initiate. You now stand among the chosen descendants and the blessed of Olympus. Elysium Academy exists beyond mortal reach, hidden in the cradle of the gods’ last sanctuary. Here, divine bloodlines are trained to master their inherited gifts and to uphold the Balance between the mortal and immortal realms. The Six Great Houses of Elysium • House of Zeus – The Stormborn: Commanders of sky and lightning. Natural leaders; their power fuels both creation and destruction.

Elara chipped in, chuckling. “A child conceived by an Alpha bloodline and born of a Luna, powerful, is the key sacrifice needed to complete the Rite of Dominion. When it’s done, I’ll be unstoppable and even the northern kingdoms will kneel before me — Even the great Lycan king Eros will worship me.” He laughed demonically.

The word settled heavily in the room. Seraphine’s flame in the hearth flared without her touch. Ragnar’s jaw tightened. Valerius’s expression did not change, but something ancient flickered in his eyes. Cassian was the first to voice what none of them yet wanted to articulate. “That’s impossible.” “Not impossible,” Eldric corrected. “Protected.” All of them understood immediately. Inferno’s realm. The sealed dominion none could enter. Not vampire, not witch, not warlock. Not even those who had walked the earth before modern nations were carved into maps.

Nuala introduced them. “Ezmerelda, DeClan This is Alpha king Elias Woods and Luna Queen Mila Descoundres. You already know everyone else.” “Crimswood?” Elias asked “I never heard of it.” “You wouldn’t, we most likely keep to ourselves.” Declan said “Unlike your Empires our Kingdom is off to the far side of the Shifters Empire. Were secluded just like Nuala and her empire.” Elias just nodded in understanding. “Wait Luie is that your daughter?!?” Ezzie asked me excitedly, I just nodded. “Awww she’s sooo adorable, Vlad would love her.”

Even as he slammed into her at last, plunging her into whimpering ecstasy, even as he pushed her toward the limit again and again, as his teeth bore into her bottom lip and he pounded every scrap of thought and fear out of her, she felt the difference. This was lovemaking. Rough, dominating. Real. “You’re mine, Raven,” he hissed, exploding through her with another hard thrust. His hot balls squeezed against her as he bottomed out, filling her, Owning her. She knew what that meant now, fully: she was part of his empire. And what was his was precious to him. Not simple possession—but value. “I’m yours,” she gasped, almost crying around the need to cum. “I’m—arghh—yours…”

Dawn painted the pack lands in shades of gold as Elara stood at the territory border, maintaining Landon's characteristic rigid posture despite her exhaustion. After spending most of the night helping Landon through his heat, the last thing she needed was a diplomatic visit. Yet here she was, waiting to greet Alpha Dominic Blackwell of the Northern Pack. The sound of approaching motorcycles broke the morning silence. Elara straightened her spine, channeling every ounce of Landon's arrogance as three bikes roared into view.

Selene is still not looking at him like she suddenly finds the floor very interesting. “Well then, if you need my help, you’ll find me here. You are so much welcome.” The man placed a small card on the table beside Selene, she was just about to say something but when she looked up he was nowhere to be seen. Selene picked the card. It was a plain black card with just two words written in gold ink. DOMUS MALUM.

She felt her juice running down her leg again and her mouth flew open. “What do you want Bella?” he growled into her ears again, the sound of his husky dominant voice pushed her a little to the edge and she wanted to find her release, so she rubbed her clit faster. Just as she neared the edge, he pulled out of her and stilled the movement of her finger.

“The others won’t be as easy on you as Elara.” If that was meant to scare me, it did not work. I looked at Dominica with teasing eyes. “Does that include you?” Dominica's lips quirked into an amused smirk. “Well, that is for you to find out.” "The Elders won't hold back either. Elara might be a dream with a bow, but Cielo will have you tracking wild boar through the thickest brush, and Deva's meditations will push your mental fortitude to its limits."

“We’re almost there.” We hit the archive’s core—a chamber lined with ancient tomes, runes glowing dark, a stone table holding a relic shard pulsing with power. Raymond’s visions hit hard—Calix binding vampire lords to a lost dominion, a hidden realm of raw power meant to control all others, its collapse tied to the guild revival’s fall. “This is his endgame,” Raymond says, voice hoarse, clutching the blade. “The dominion’s waking.” “Then we stop it,” I say, shadows flaring. “Like the blade hunt?”