Obey Me Belphegor Mga Nobela at Kwento

It was like they were admitting to fearing what it can do. "Senior hunter. Do you comply with our orders?" She asked. I kept quiet for a few seconds then bowed slightly. "I comply. I will serve the council without question or hesitation." I answered in my most respectful tone. There was no way out for me. If I was to refuse and reject their orders I was going to be killed there and then on the spot. I would also put Damon in danger. The only thing I had to do was to accept and hope everything turns out differently.

"You did this to me. I have been questioning where I went wrong since you decided to do that to me.I have been thinking of how hard it was for you to love me. How disgusted you must have felt every time I held you. Whenever I told you I love you, whenever..." His voice caught in his throat and he released her, his feet wobbling a bit. "Let's just train. I can't be weak." "Evander, I didn't mean it that way. I.." "Let's train, Bella." His voice was very close to the way it was that day. "Okay. Stand straight. Level your eyes, to your opponent's. Don't show fear. You're bigger. This is psychological preparation for a fight. Never give in. Never turn back. Never back down."

“They worshiped him in the filthiest way imaginable. They believed that if they pleased him enough, if they became his favorite, he would grant them power beyond measure.” She snorted, a humorless, mocking sound. “I heard they have a new favorite. Apparently, she’s breathtakingly beautiful.” She rolled her eyes. “But who cares? You can sprinkle gold on bullshit to make it shine, but you can’t change what it is.” Laverna Vaughn reigns as their leader, a dark force who has performed over a million forbidden rituals—each more grotesque than the last—just to please her sinister master. Wherever chaos thrives, they follow like a plague, slithering into the heart of destruction.

My muscles lock. “Look at you,” the elder says softly. “Still loyal.” My heart pounds against my ribs. Wild. Angry. “I will kill you,” I swear. The elder chuckles. “Not yet.” The symbol flares brighter. A voice fills my head. Low. Ancient. Obey. I grit my teeth until pain slices my gums. “No,” I whisper. Obey. I think of Aria. Her voice. Her strength. Her fire. Obey. I scream.

Felen still kept blaming Leon by saying "it's your fault!" “I warned you to be careful about Belphe who can act brutal when awakened?” One of Leon's eyebrows shot up. When Felen intended to reply fiercely to Leon's words, Belphegor's growl whose presence he had forgotten made Felen fail. He glanced at the demon who looked very annoyed. "Hello, I'm Felenia," Felen squeaked from behind Leon's back. He only slightly poked his face, then let the man's body cover it again. Don't want to get hit by Belphegor's tantrum a second time. Just let Leon accept because the original idea came from that man.

"Bring forth the first defendant!" As a particularly gnarly looking demon was shoved forward, I settled back in my throne, still holding Sebastian's hand. This was going to be one hell of a show, and I couldn't wait to see how my vampire boy would handle it. Dad's voice echoed through the chamber, each word dripping with authority. "Belphegor, you stand accused of sloth in your duties, neglecting the torment of souls assigned to your care, and allowing several to escape back to the mortal realm. How do you plead?"

His fingers plunged into her slick heat, and she cried out, the sound echoing in the steel cage of the elevator. Every stroke, every curl of his fingers was rough, merciless, designed to remind her that she wasn’t just his weapon, wasn’t just his trophy. She was his possession, his addiction, his perfect little weakness. And when she shattered against his hand, gasping his name, his lips dragged across her ear as he whispered the promise that made her shiver to her core: “Obey me, Sienna… and I’ll give you the world.”

If you strip right now, I'll know you trust me as a dom, and I'll share at least part of my plan with you. My heart pounded in my chest, a wild drumbeat echoing the club's distant rhythm. The promise in his words tugged at me, but it was more than that. He knew me too well. He understood how losing control terrified me, how it left me exposed and raw. Yet, this was the way he helped, the only way I craved being guided back to center. His dominance wrapped around me like a familiar chain, pulling me toward surrender. 'I gave you an order, Marina,' he said, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine. 'So make up your mind. Are you my sub or not?'

Instead of focusing on that, I just stood up to go to the place he said. I’m excited to flaunt my body on those two. What do they think they can only do two pieces. Xenoah followed behind me, whistling with his hand in his pocket. I raised my left eyebrow and rolled my eyes. You can't stop me this time baby ..

"Especially family members." "I could forcefully enter and you won't be able to stop me, you know that right?" I got up instantly, needing to see who it was at the door. I pushed open it, coming face to face with her. She doesn't need an introduction. Camila De Luca, a.k.a Belladonna. The De Luca's only daughter and a certified psychopath at heart. In our world, she was not to be trifled with. In other words, she was worse than even me, the devil's spawn.