My Commander Novels & Stories

She said and spun on her heel. I couldn't hold the smile that erupted on my face, "Thank you, Trish." There were mostly women on our staff. His jaw tightened. His cold gaze turned to me. "Please, have a seat. Don't mind. We're protective toward each other," Aerial said. I knew she was holding her tongue. But her frightening look unsettled me. He held out his hand, "Marcus Valentino. You must have heard about me." he asked "Aerial, Yes. The king of construction. Recently... is interested in buying property." She shook her hand.

There was a hint of uncertainty in the Commander’s eyes, but it disappeared quickly. “I am his Alpha. He was born to hunt animals, not people. Do you think this is our first breakthrough? My soldiers are one hundred per cent more effective than in any other sector because of me,” the Commander said. “But if you want to test that theory, I’m more than willing to oblige.” The Commander grinned and turned back to his creation. “What is your primary objective, soldier?” the Commander asked. The Hunter in the cage stopped pacing and faced his leader. He stood perfectly still though his eyes still flashed. The wolf inside him was unstable, yet he showed control of it. But he was still...off.

Aefstine wasn't paying much attention to the conversation though. There was a warrior, right in front of him. Aefstine had heard a lot of tales about the Warlord King of the Maud, the wars he'd fought, and the battles he’d won. He couldn't believe that the same man in those tales was standing right in front of him- well not technically in front of him, more like in front of his father, but still… He looked up in awe at the hero he used to hear about all the time. That was King Randal Dyl Nirmolak.

An eerie silence fell over them. The Jackels couldn't help but stare at Sean in disbelief and terror. The first war zone commander stepped out of the car, followed by the second, third, and so on, until all 24 of them had assembled. Each of them approached Sean in turn, saluting respectfully. "Harvey Xydias, Commander of Tenimbus Division, reporting for duty!" "Ian Larson, Commander of Rivere Division, reporting for duty!" "Thomas Tate, Commander of Ethsea Division, reporting for duty!"

The splash of waves against the hull mixed with the creak of wooden planks, each sound grounding him. An unknown creature sang from the distance, its voice high and undulating, rolling into the air like lulling music. “Listen up,” Commander Haemos said, his commanding voice pulling their attention. “We’re deep into this damned inlet. You’d best do everything to keep your ears off that cursed song and keep your eyes peeled.” As he spoke, he bit off a finger and spat it into the water, causing a small splash and ripple. The commander didn’t even flinch. It didn’t take long before the wounded stump sizzled and began to regenerate.

It wasn't only the demands being made on his time, or the weight of responsibility. His heart spasmed when he thought about his brother. His Alpha. All the times he'd fought against him over duties or rules. He'd always chaffed under his command. They were close in age. He'd always felt that it was unfair Brodi got to rule just because he was a few years older than him. He was stronger, in his mind. More battle tested. But now he had just a small inkling of everything Brodi had been juggling for years. Everyone wanted a piece of him. He was never 'off duty'. Brand knew how many times he was interrupted trying to spend time with his mate. And he did it all without complaint. Brodi had never b

Zaric growled at the commander, shaking his head disappointedly as he remembered all those empty claims he used to hear by that same man. "Who are you? How do you know about Vulcan? Are you one of the loyal guards Vulcan had?" Asked the commander in a confused tone. The commander was starting to get angry as he heard the name he hated the most. He thought there was no one alive in this world to speak that bake in front of him ever again.

When he finally came, he held my head down and filled my mouth with his hot load. "Swallow," he ordered. I did, every drop. Andre pulled me up and kissed me, tasting himself on my tongue. "Breakfast first. Then we go to the office. You will sit outside my door all day and wait for my commands. When I call for you, you come immediately. Understand?" "Yes, Sir." The morning passed in a blur of tension. At the office I sat at a desk right outside his door, taking notes when he needed me and fetching whatever he demanded. Every time he called my name my pussy throbbed with anticipation.

he says, and we move to take our proper spot in line. Everyone sits and Krystal does a good job of keeping track of the spacing. I sit down next to Fiadh while trying not to look uncomfortable. "Now then, let us begin. It is my greatest honor to present this Harvest's Champions. We begin with the Commanders-Commander Garlof, age 27, from the planet Cok. Defeated and conquered a Rusckods base with only seven soldiers. Commander Fornis, age 26, from the planet Cok as well. He led a covert mission into Muysocks controlled space. Not only was the mission a success, but he also didn't lose a single soul in the mission. Commander Burk, age 27, from the planet Hassin. Commander Burk and his team si

They encircled the trio, cutting off potential escape routes. Adrian’s jaw clenched. “Brace yourselves.” The first wave struck without warning. Steel clashed against steel. Adrian met the nearest shadow head-on, muscles burning with effort, adrenaline sharpening his senses. Elena’s arrows flew with deadly precision, striking shadows as they lunged. Marcus moved like a whirlwind, blades slicing, every strike lethal. But it was the Commander who changed the battlefield entirely. Stepping from the mist, tall and commanding, eyes locked on Adrian, she radiated an unnatural aura of obsession.