Orb Of Dominance Novels & Stories

“I understand enough. The LifeOrb has the power to defy nature itself. Harold will lead us once again. And with him, the rebellion will rise.” Just as he finished his words, the orb flared with a brilliant light. The air crackled with energy, and I felt the ground beneath me tremble. I watched helplessly as the light consumed the room, the world around us blurring into a brilliant haze of white. The LifeOrb’s power was overwhelming. I could hear Dominic’s voice, his command to fall back, but it was swallowed by the roar of energy. Then, everything went silent.

But the day Gerard beat me in class, he told me that’s the power of a Dominant of an Alpha. Even when I won an award for best art work, he said that’s was a spot for Recessive and Betas. Dominant ruled the business and science world just like Gerard. I had worked harder. Sleepless night in college, came out with a first class. Closed a deal that put the company back in the Forbes list. But it wasn’t enough. Like he would say, I could achieve more if I were a Dominant. That was the only way out of this cycle of failure. To become a Dominant Alpha.

I want to break every bone in that hand as I watch him wrap his fingers wrap around hers. I step away and don't stop until I'm by myself. His darkness roils inside me and I cry out in agony, collapsing to the ground as it fights me. It's been weeks since I have Marked him, but I'm still trying to find the balance within me again. I had learnt from Avianna shortly afterwards that the first one to Mark is the dominant...which means that we will always have an upper hand over Orion. Even if he Marks me, he won't be able to connect as deeply as I have with him. It's probably the only good thing that came out of the whole ordeal, but it's enough to get me through betraying Hendrick.

The diamonds tightly gripping the letter represented a permanent, unbroken bond. Meanwhile, the ruby roses symbolized a dangerous, burning passion—a beauty that inherently possessed thorns. The message written into the jewels was terrifyingly absolute: Your identity is bound to mine forever. You are my passion, and you belong to me. As she stared down at the shimmering display, Moza’s emotions violently clashed. On one hand, she felt intensely intimidated by his overwhelming dominance, yet on the other, she found herself thoroughly ensnared by the sheer, possessive weight of his gesture.

Sage said, rubbing circles on my hands, as beads of sweat started to form on his brow. "Well, I know that you are an alpha," I respond. Of course, he would be dominant; he would have to be to be an alpha. "No, not because I'm an alpha and not in that way." He replied, smiling nervously. "Oh, ok. What do you mean then?" I ask, completely baffled by what he is talking about. "What that means is….I am in control….in the bedroom." He says, nervously. "You see, a dom or dominant is a sexual participant who takes on the role of the superior and often controls the other participant, which is known as a sub or submissive. This type of partnership is often-" Sage explains.

she's different from all the girls I had met. In office I purposely asked her to meet me ,giving some lame reason of her being late...All I wanted is to see her..when she came I made her wait for 1 hour..I didn't want to send her soon..I noticed her every move.Gosh! She's tempting like hell..Her juicy pink lips is making me insane..with the fear of losing my self control ,I sent her out...

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.

“Why would I do that? I don’t want to share my man.” “You could have two guys instead of it being you and another girl.” “Tara!” Aghast, I sharply glared at my senior. She was only three years older than me, and to think that she had this bold wild side underneath her humbly saint-like appearance. “How does Brody manage you?” “He’s aware and that’s why he’s my DOM.” She bragged. “What's a DOM?” “A DOM is short for the one who is dominant or the more aggressive person during a consensual BDSM scenario.” She clarified but when she saw how blank I was she spelled it out. “You know, bondage sex, right?”

They had the urge to claim her right there, to taste those rose petals of her. However, the next second they all were filled with rage! Mate! She is their fucking mate! They never wanted a mate in their life. A mate makes you weak and there should be no weakness in a leader's life. They are born to rule and conquer and having a mate will be nothing more than their weakness. "You are an omega." Dominic spatted in hatred. He can't believe he got a fucking weakling omega as his mate. He never wanted a mate in the first place and the moon goddess gave him the weakest of all.

“But it sharpens it.” She met his gaze steadily, unflinching beneath his looming presence. “Dominic’s pack has been unstable for some time. Fractures, doubt, internal strain. Those were opportunities we exploited. But now they have clarity. Their Luna is no longer a symbol struggling to find her footing. She is present. Respected. Heard.” Kane crossed his arms. “Respect does not win battles.” “It prevents collapse,” Todlin said. “And collapse was our most reliable path.”