Obey Me Belphegor Novels & Stories

Not to me. I walked back in front of him, staring down at the once-mighty Alpha on his knees. His expression was unreadable, his gray eyes stormy and conflicted. “You will do exactly as I say,” I continued. “You will obey me, Helios. Completely. And if you don’t…” I smirked. “I’ll leave.”

It's time for you, Forgo those rules, Be the legend you are, By embracing you. Stand at the pinnacle, Of fire and darkness, And scream, For the world to know. Darkness, Arise. Serve me. For I am he, Who was, Before, It became, Darkness. Now rise, And serve me. Baèl, The Eternal One One, two, repeat. Breathe, breathe. Hit. Hit again. Hit harder. Repeat. Curl into a ball, scream out in frustration. Hit harder than ever. Cry.

I nodded my head as if agreeing to his demands but I knew deep within me I wasn't going to. "Beta Baela I want to hear you say it out loud to me". Alpha Abbadon insisted. It was as if he knew what was in my mind and was reading me like a book. I hesitated for a little while as I took a deep breathe. I knew I could easily say the words he wanted to hear but they were still very difficult words for me to say. "I'll obey your command Alpha Abbadon if it ever came to that". I said, looking up at him, to make eye contact and make it seem credible in his eyes.

"Here's how to do it. Bow your head down then walk straight to the bar counter. Don't look up so you won't see who you're going to bump. The first man you bump into, give him the magical Maria Makiling's foundation." What the actual fuck! She gave them an unbelievable stare but both of them look so serious. She as Yngrid, have to stand for it because she clearly agreed for them to dare her. "Okay. I'll do it." She swallowed the tequila straight in her throat in one swift move then stood up from her seat. She composed herself before she lowered her head onto the bar counter. The bar that they're in is not a public bar. So maybe it's not bad for anyone to bump into anyone.

His eyes alternated between green and black as he hissed a name through his gritted teeth. "Belphegor." Belphegor was an old demon, very proficient in spell work, who left Hell when Chuck opened all the doors. He described his life as a human as coming from a time where people were "ugly" and worshiped a giant rock that looked like a penis. As a demon, he was a self-described "clock puncher," and enjoyed his work tormenting the souls that entered Hell. Motivated by his desire for life in Hell to go back to how it was before the souls were released, he possesses the corpse of a sloth and since then pledged his loyalty to Darth Vader, the demon overlord.

No matter how they bullied me or abused me, I never resisted again. When the electroshock baton was finally pulled away, smoke rose from my throat as I collapsed limply onto the bed. Tyler stared at me in disbelief before demanding, "Don't stop! I don't believe he's actually learned to be this obedient!" The men, who were actually thugs, exchanged a look before handing me a bottle of sulfuric acid to drink. Everyone was convinced I would finally tear off my "facade of obedience" and start raging about the injustice like I used to. However, I simply flashed an eerie smile and parted my lips.

"It's not because I can't rebel against her. If I wanted to, I could go against Mom because I have more power than she does. "But you need to know that I accepted this match not because I was forced into it. Not because I didn't want to be labeled a disobedient child. Not because I had to set a good example by obeying all her commands and making Harry the example of a rebel. It's not like that.

"So all it took you to come see me, was me being dead? You're a very fucked up person Aria, or should I say heather Martin." It all started to click. I was a fool for believing them in the first place. it was obvious that I've been played by this man, By Georgio. Tension filled the air as everyone turned their gaze towards me, expecting I throw nothing but a fit. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of being right. Especially not after having a blackmailing crazed man on my tail. "You know what, I'll just have my meal upstairs." I picked my food from the table, not still certain I'll have the appetite to eat it anymore.

“Targets don’t move. Players do.” Anger flared, but beneath it, something colder and more dangerous stirred. “What do they want?” I asked. “To see if you’re mine,” he replied. “Or useful.” “And if I’m both?” His gaze locked onto mine. “Then they’ll try to take you.” The words should have terrified me. Instead, they clarified everything. “Teach me,” I said. Dominic studied me for a long moment. Then he nodded once. “Today,” he said, “you don’t observe.”

Her fickleness had worn me down so much that I had no anger left, only exhaustion. Monique's face turned deathly pale in an instant. She shoved me away hard but was the only one who fell. She'd seen my missing lower half! "Are you human or a ghost?" Her hand trembled as she pointed at me. I looked at her quietly without saying a word. Monique's face went ashen as she ran off shouting, "Don't come after me! I didn't kill you! Don't come after me!" I rolled my eyes. Who wanted to follow their ex around all day anyway?