Wander X Dominator Novels & Stories

“You’re asking for too much. I’ve already given you the token. With the token, you can walk freely around the Theos District. When I enter the Chaos Rank, you will also be able to walk freely in the Endlos’ Nine Districts. You truly can’t be satisfied.” James rolled his eyes and said, “Walk freely? If you could walk freely, you wouldn’t have put in so much effort to enter the universe where the Daemonium Sect is.” Waleria was not in the mood to have a debate with James. She went to the bed and sat on it with her legs crossed. She began to focus on her meditation. James also sat on a chair and watched Waleria meditate. Meanwhile, Xavyer had informed the deputy leader, who got moving quickly.

The way he glanced at me with his neon eye. I wander to the far corner of the room and pat the waist-high padded bench and run my fingers over the leather. The thought depresses me. "You're a sadist? Is this the soft-will-hearted Jonathan Christopher I once knew or the new Jace De Leon that I just learned?" "I'm a Dominant; I love controlling, I like being in power." His eyes are a scorching neon, intense. "What does that mean?" I whisper. "It means I want you to surrender yourself to me, in all things willingly." I frown at him as I try to assimilate this idea.

I could immediately sense the change in Dom. He never really shifted anymore; only when he absolutely had to. His wolf was huge and a born alpha. Jackson and Dom had tried to shift together many times, but every time they did, their wolves went at it. Jax was an alpha by birth, and Dom was the son of an alpha. Dom is stronger than any wolf I have ever met. He and Jax are both evenly matched, and if Dom shifted now, I guarantee Jax would shift also. They would both be slaves to their beasts in the fight for dominance, and they would tear this room apart.

"I'm sorely tempted. But I'll say goodnight." Walking away from her was the hardest thing he could remember ever doing. His resolve wavered. Just take her to bed. Worry about the details later. Buzzing across the water in the little red skiff, he shook his head. He was finished with shallow, casual sex. He wanted the real thing, the kind of thing Blake had found. And if it was meant to be with Jackie, it would be worth the wait. After all, a Dominant's job, first and foremost, is to master his own impulses.

Are you the king of our world? "No," Matter smiled. - I'm from another world. Your Guide has already exhausted its twenty-four transitions. He is very strong, which is why the First Ones could not break him. “Then why did she ask for your blood?” So you're still a conductor? “You could say that…” Matzher said reluctantly. – Sometimes, very rarely, almost never, the Guide, who has made the twenty-fifth Transition, does not complete his Path and does not lose his accumulated strength, but moves on. Such units, they are called Wanderers, their strength continues to grow with each Transition….

He smelled bad like something that had been dead for a long time. Dominic was not a wolf or a human anymore. He was a Wraith-Alpha, a creature that had to do what the Witch said. He only wanted one thing. The Witch told him "Go." The High Families had already opened the way for him. "Find the girl bring me her heart and let the Alpha cry at a moon that will never come back." Dominic stood up. He became very tall. He looked back at the Silver-Grip. His vision was now red like heat. He could see Liras life force from away shining like a light in the night.

I could see that she was curious but ready for what was on the other side. I grabbed her chin and forcefully turned her face to look up at me, "Do you remember your safe word? Remind me of what it is."I commanded. I remembered what it was but I needed to know that she did. She could forget all of the rules but the one thing she couldn't forget was her safe word. Once I go into this room I am no longer Jared, the sweet and caring wolf. I am Dom: a commanding and ruthless dominant who only wants and expects total submission. And only Zinas' safe word will save her from that side of me.

Yet, as the dream hung in the balance, a new figure emerged on the periphery of the moonlit clearing: Xander, the former Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, and also Chastity's mate. In a surge of determination, Xander leaped into the dream, his presence a testament to the unbreakable bond that tethered him to Chastity. The trio—Dylan, Chastity, and Xander—standlocked in a tableau of destiny, the threads of the dream weaving a tapestry that transcended the boundaries of the subconscious.

They aren't just solely from our pack; they are from other packs, other realms—humans, zombies, pixies, fairies, and other supernaturals. They aren't allowed into any packs or realms except Wraithland, where they have been banished. It is then I notice the deep X scar on his neck. If any of the wanderers are caught in these parts, they wouldn't be spared. No wonder he looks so pale and lifeless. "You are a wanderer?" "I exalt myself above that name." "What if you had been caught? You know what they do to people like you—" His sudden frown makes me recoil. "I don't fear death or torture. But I do inflict it on people." His smirk returns, and then he steps closer, placing his hands on my sleev

It was a new message from him. Dominanttothecore: “Yes. You can call me Dom while we talk, and if we meet up, I demand it. It is good that you asked. I’ve read your profile, and I like what I see. But let me be clear, if you’re only looking for a quick thrill, I’m not the Dom for you. I want a steady, devoted play partner, someone I can push, test, and train, someone who learns my expectations, who obeys without hesitation, and who trusts me to take control and fulfill every need. In return, I will demand their loyalty, attention, and surrender because anything less will never be enough.”