Solomon Obey Me Novels & Stories

“Let go of me, you nitwit.” He shoved me into the seat opposite of him. “Elder Solomon will join us at the temple this time. Something about needing to test your affinity towards other reptiles.” Leaning back in the seat, I allowed myself to catch my breath. I nodded along with him. “Sure, but I don’t get why he needs to do that?”

As I left my audience with the King of idiots my head was spinning. I had way more questions than answers and I had no idea when, or if, I’d ever get a real explanation. Clearly Mr ‘Obey Me’ didn’t think I was worth giving any answers to, and there was no way I was going to try and ask my escort as I was sure he considered it ‘not my business’. Of course, why would the direction of my life be my business? I hated werewolves.

Solomon's outfit included a red suit, a white dress shirt, and a red and black mask. Our arrival at the pack house hall silenced the crowd immediately. When I enter, everyone's heads bow in unison. As I continued walking, the music began, and everyone resumed their conversations. Upon sitting, Alpha and Luna, of the pack, greeted Solomon and me. "Your Majesty, it is an honor to have you here." “What a kiss ass” Solomon says through mind link. I'm internally chuckling. “Thanks for having us, Alpha Rockwood.” "Your Majesty, please, just call me Nehemiah," he smirked.

ready. "You are getting better," Adrian said, his voice calm, almost happy. "But never forget: obeying isn't the same as giving in completely. Control isn't owning. And yet... you are mine to shape to my satisfaction."

Erm, I don't know where to start but honestly, I can see the love you all have for me and without wasting much of our time, let's adhere to instructions and that's why I love this quote as well "Behold, to obey is better than sacrifice and to hearken than the fat of rams" If you obey the laws of the land, trust me, the gods will reward you, and here with me are the rewards for obedience as they are stated here clearly. You will be blessed wherever you go. Your children will be blessed. gods will protect you. He will grant you abundant prosperity. Everything you set your hand on will be successful. The gods will help you to stand out.

"Go straight back to the pack house and lock your door. I will handle Penelope Rogue myself." "You promise?" I ask, squeezing out one last fake sob. "She will not breathe the same air as you by tomorrow morning," Obed says, and hangs up. I drop the phone onto the table. The screen flashes once, then goes dark. The fear in my chest is completely gone now, replaced by a cold, sharp satisfaction. Let Penelope try to hide behind her new royal protectors. Obed does not care about titles. Obed only cares about blood. I pull my compact mirror out of my bag, snapping the plastic lid open. My mascara is smudged beneath my lower lashes. I wipe it away with a sharp, aggressive flick of my pinky finger.

Seeing Brandon act this way reminded him of his own past, being used by Olivia to charge ahead. Soloman, frustrated that he hadn't achieved his goal and had been hurt in the process, asked Oliver and Joey, "Are you sure you don't want to resolve it? I'm leaving New Horizon tomorrow, so if you change your mind, I won't be able to help." Oliver and Joey exchanged glances. "Thank you, but we don't need it resolved." Gabe suddenly said, "My charms are a gift from my mentor and can't be taken home. Please return them."

"So am I." And somehow, that's enough. For now, it's exactly enough.

he apologized “Lord, thank you for providing for us, thank you for upholding this family. Lord, as we are feasting on this meal which you have provided us with, also provide for those who have nothing to eat. Lord, bless and sanctify this food, in Jesus Name.” Michael Prayed. “AMEN” they chorused “You know, Drake. You need to appreciate your sister more instead of grumbling all the time” “Yeah, I will Dad” Drake barely said with a chunk of food in his mouth.

Saira followed each step carefully, checking the placement and reviewing the materials to ensure they were flawless. Just as she was smoothing out the last stack of papers, But before she could double-check her work, her phone buzzed, flashing with an insistent message from Sophia: “Meet me in my office. Now.” With a reluctant sigh, Saira glanced at the clock—she had barely enough time, but ignoring Sophia wasn’t an option.