The Seven Lords Obey Me Quiz Novels & Stories

Mind you this is a den of hot rich guys. When the wealthy guys met me, most of them were awed, and some left. I don't know the reason but someone told me that I have made some guys give up when they found out that I would never take them home but as for them, they like spending time with me. Even though it might be a method of inciting me and making me fall for their charms and go with them or not I still held on, it has become my motto, to hold till the end.

amidst the seven clans were two warriors Agaba and Obihi: Agaba was form the third clan and the chiefest of them, Obihi on the other hand was from the seventh clan, he was also the chiefest of them. The both of them where taken to be the best fighters, their achievements equals one another which turned them into the greatest of rivals; in fact, there have been an unresolved argument about who is stronger, when Agaba singled-handedly slew the seven headed beast, the news had barely subsidized before Obihi slew single-handedly the four

he scolded before he burst out laughing and I joined in, unable to help myself either. "We have to be serious," I added but we only laughed harder. "Ok, ok," Zale cleared his throat, "let's start. We are here on this auspicious da-" "Auspicious day? Do the priests really say that?" "No, we're not having a priest we're having a retired judge officiate our wedding." "Do you even know what you're saying?" "I have no idea, let's just skip to the more important parts," he cleared his throat, "does the "do you" come before or after the vows?" he asked me and I tried to think.

It would tarnish my image. - What the fuck. Wake up. - I yell at him and growl. - I'm the Seventh and I was in charge of taking your life, you know I can't go against the rules, for mine and your sake. Enough talk, let's get this done. - She says to me and prepares to lunge. Seventh? Seventh is a person and on top of that she? I look back and see that the vampire is gone, I concentrate and realize that the sounds of fighting have ceased.

Eight argued back. Even though Olivia wasn't a member of the undead, she could tell who was smarter between Meek and Eight, while Meek was quiet and difficult to read, Eight's talkativeness made him less frightening, if she wanted to survive in this hellhole, Eight was the only one she could cling onto. " I will obey all your orders, Master Eight" she said submissively

They'd end up losing a lot of money! "What's the point in hesitating?! Remember, you're already subordinates to Leon. You must obey his orders without question. These are only the fundamentals! Superior's orders are absolute among the Shears!"

Lukas “This is between you and me, Tobias,” I said. “No one else has to die.” Tobias raised his brow at me, his face the picture of surprise. I kept my composure as I uttered my next words. “I, Lukas Daniel Aidamir, challenge you, Tobias Arnold Bancroft, for the throne of the kingdom of Volkor.” Tobias gave me a calculating look, and then lowered his gun, handing it off to Felicity.

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.

I leaned forward, my gaze locking onto the older lord who had spoken earlier. "Now, I have a question for all of you," I said, my voice dropping into a dangerous whisper. "Who do you choose to follow? Do you follow a corrupt Council that tries to starve your children to protect their golden thrones? Or do you follow the Battle Luna who feeds your men and leads them to victory?" The silence in the room was absolute. The lords looked at the trade papers, then at Gabriel’s heavy axe, and finally at me. They realized the truth. The Moon Council’s political spell was completely broken.

"Fix yourself. While I'm gone. Really fix yourself. Not just your enemies. Not just the debts. You." "What do you mean?" "I mean figure out why you couldn't tell me you loved me until I was already walking out the door. Figure out why you had to control everything instead of trusting me. Figure out who you are when you're not the ruthless underboss everyone's afraid of." He didn't answer. I stepped into the elevator. The doors closed.