Obey Me Mammon Novels & Stories

I had always been obedient. Whatever people told me to do, I did without question. When my wealthy biological parents finally brought me home, my adopted sister leaned close and whispered arrogantly, "I'm the one and only Saunders daughter. If you know what's good for you, leave on your own!" I obediently nodded. Then I turned around and ran straight into the traffic on the highway. My parents nearly lost their minds. They scrambled out of the car and dragged me back, their faces already pale with terror. My brother glared at me and warned in a low voice, "If you keep acting like this, I'll send you back to that hellhole." That night, I obediently locked myself inside a dog crate. When he fo

On W******p, an audio message from an unknown number appeared to me as soon as I opened the app. "Good night, Tasha... I'm Izabel, Beatrice's mother, whom you might know as Pink Summer... She told me about her desire for an appointment to read gypsy letters... Could you send me an audio with at least three questions you would like to ask the universe?"”

Kimmy dropped her wine glass quickly, checking it out with greedy, materialistic big eyes. "See?" She stroked Peach's hair. "I told you. You can't survive in here if you refuse to listen to me. Look at you, getting your first gift car at ten, and your bank account? I just know you got millions there. At your business school, don't relax for anyone at all. You're Peach Redd, and you'll never forget that fact." "I know, Mama. And I love you." Peach hugged her dearly. "Mama loves more, baby." Kimmy hugged her tightly.

"What the f*ck are you saying, mum? What do you mean by love? Don't you like living an expensive life, flaunting all the riches and money to the world? You got married to dad because of this, right? You were brought up with riches but it seems like you want to die in poverty. The business is turning red and I doubt if it will even survive by the end of this week.`` "What do you want to do, Vegas?" Mandarin asked as she looked at her son suspiciously.

Emma broke into a sardonic laughter. Like a maniac that had lost her reasoning, she spat, “No wonder, you’re blind. I thought they said that the Quinn family are law-abiding citizens and are honest people. Your Quinn family is nothing but scum! Abusing power and oppressing the less powerful. I tell you, Mister, if my friend is not found, I promise you, I’ll be the nightmare you can never get rid of! And that golden sister of yours, hehe, she won’t see me coming.”

The weight of Damien's challenge pressed upon her, his superiority suffocating her bravado. Sensing her hesitation, Damien leaned in closer, his voice in a low, commanding whisper. "You see, Miss Walker, the world is not as black and white as you believe it to be." He murmured, his breath grazing her ear. "There are always shade of grey. And I happen to hold power over many of them." Melissa's resolve weavered under the weight of his proximity and the power he exuded. Melissa's heart pounded in her chest as panic surged through her veins. She watched in alarm as Damien ordered his imposing bodyguards to take Zara Watson away.

I looked at my mother lying helpless on the bed and said each word slowly, “Mom, when you gave Victor those millions, didn’t you say you were counting on him to take care of you in old age? “Well, now’s the time to see how devoted he really is. “Victor, if you don’t pay, Mom will have to wait here and die. “Aren’t you the pride of the family? Isn’t this when you’re supposed to save her?” Victor’s face turned ashen, his teeth clenched. “I don’t have any money! I can barely afford to eat!” “Then sell a kidney. Sell blood. Go work construction.” I turned and walked toward the door, my voice drifting behind me. “That’s your problem. What does it have to do with an outsider like me?”

D*mn this hideous demon. “Well, I have a deal for you if you want to live longer. Surrender to me the umbra stone in your care and tell your father that I will be taking back my stolen throne from him,” Mammon segued. I can feel his raging hatred and his hunger for revenge right now but he chose to stay calm. I don't know what is the source of this malice. “Hahaha! Don’t make me laugh, Mammon. You will never and you can never take back your crown as the demon king of Greed. You are forever banned entering Underworld and Celestia,” she mocked. Mammon’s anger intensified.

I walked to where Mammon was just to read his expression, and I was glad I wasn't disappointed. Mammon had been pacing back and forth about where Lyra was taken in. He cast a condescending look at me when I went to check on whoever was taking care of her. My expression instantly brightened when I saw how much he wanted her. I ordered them not to allow the goddamn beta to enter. “We need to talk,” Mammon insisted, stepping into my path. I glared at him, a low growl rumbling in my throat. “Careful, Mammon. You’re treading on dangerous ground.”