Disobedience Novels & Stories

I knew at that moment that I had just crossed my boundary. ////////////////////////////////// Okay, so I have decided to give each chapter a status Frenzy(easy to write) Cranky( not easy) Frenzy but a little Cranky, you know what that is. This is imperfection, the first trilogy.

I just lost all my respect for them a couple of days ago. "Something? Damn, you did everything. Every single motherfucking thing that is happening to me and everyone else that is suffering is because of you. You, your obnoxious, evil, and selfish fucking selves. And, your power. Yeah, well, I'm not sorry for this unpleasant behavior of mine, right now. Because I could do something more filthy than this. And, you wouldn't like it even a bit. You just messed with the wrong foolish and stupid person. You will never get a chance to find her and hurt her ever again. I swear you will never gonna like what I can do to you if you're gonna hurt her even just one more time." I blurted out angrily and

It didn’t help. “You shouldn’t be so fucking stuck up and mean, he’s only looking out for your best interest,” he said. I wasn’t stuck up or mean. And how was he looking out for my best interest? “Let her be, Kano. You’re being disrespectful,” Isaac said. How was his disrespect any different from Kano’s disrespect? Didn’t they both use the same words? The door flew opens and Blakely burst out.

The things I know that he will do to me makes me want to submit, so why do I run whenever he gets so close to doing just that? Thinking about Jace, I’m reminded that I’m supposed to call him back. Glancing at the clock, it’s already after midnight, but I know that doesn’t matter. Even if he’s sleeping, if he wakes up in the morning and there isn’t a missed call from me, I’ll be in hot water. It doesn’t really matter since I’m here and he’s there but knowing that I’m disobeying and that would earn me a punishment, will have me so hot, and he still hasn’t given me permission to give myself a release, so it will be torture. Why don’t I just do it anyway, because it’s not like he will know? I wi

“I just needed… air. I needed to breathe.” But my wolf was right. Leaving without a word, without his explicit permission, was worse than defiance. It was an act of profound disrespect. And to a man like Damian Blackwood, a man who built his empire on absolute control and unwavering loyalty, that was more dangerous than anything. Disobedience could be punished. Disrespect demanded annihilation.

By testing her obedience for him. She passed the rest but failed to obey him. And he came to know one more thing about her. Her emotional attachment. She always got quickly attached to anyone who would show a helping hand to her. Prolly this was the reason that she disobeyed him, denied his orders and went out with Ahmed, only because he might have once helped her. Through that he came to know of her weak area. She was one disobedient, stubborn, resistant piece and at times, she carried no fear of consequences when it came to those who were associated with her.

A world where love and connection were commodities to be rationed and regulated. "But the most important rule," he finally said, his voice breaking, "was obedience. Absolute, unquestioning obedience. It was the cornerstone of everything, the foundation upon which all else was built. A sub has to obey, without hesitation, without question. To disobey was to break the most sacred rules."

Evidence's face as she gently caressed it. Mr. Evidence sighed in frustration as he continued to stare at the crazy girl. "What gave her the guts to romance me in such a way? Why is she behaving as if I'm her date or husband? I see she has no fear for me and I think it's time I show her what I'm made of." Said Mr. Evidence as he thought of pushing her away from himself but something stopped him. He didn't know what it was. There was this strange feeling he got. His conscience started to judge him even before he thought of raising his hands to push her away. He never stopped to wonder why he always feels weak whenever he wants to hurt her. He just couldn't help it.

The king said. Damien gulped. "Kill him." Damien shook his head, "Father, I-I can't." The king tilted his head to the side. "Are you defying me, son?" He asked. Damien shook his head, "No, father but I ca-" Damien tried to say but his father cut him of. "Then kill him." Damien looked back at the man. All he saw in that poor man's eyes were fear but also hopelessness. "Father, please don't make me do this."

"Just now, we were bound by an Empathy Sync System. From now on, every bit of harm I suffer—physical or emotional—you will feel it all, exactly the same." Gavin stared at me, his eyes filled with undisguised disgust and contempt. "A new trick, hmm?" he sneered. "Sienna, I really underestimated you. Just to make me look at you once more, you’ll stoop to anything." "You don’t believe me?" I asked. "I believe you’re insane," he replied coldly. I laughed. Tears fell again, betraying me despite myself. I wiped them away and looked at the man I had loved for ten years, a man whose heart I had never managed to warm, and spoke in a tone so icy it startled even me.