Obey Me Leviathan Novels & Stories

With that in mind, I decided to just head over to the bar and get something to drink. ‘Levithan, keep a watch on Mammon.’ I give him a command in my mind. ‘It’s better if you keep your distance as well. Asmodeus might sense you and might not make his appearance.’ Leviathan is displaying hesitation. Clearly, he doesn't want to leave my side and for good reason—he doesn’t want to babysit his reckless older brother. However, as it is a command coming from me, he has no choice but to follow orders.

" Or should I ask why your majesty believes that I may have any interest in helping in some way? "You don't have to ask questions, you just need to obey," I said in a firm, but surprisingly cordial tone." Use your powers in the water, considering that you are a receiver of Leviathan. Do anything that influences the seas and oceans of the earth. Then, maybe, I'll explain why I consider your help important.

I handed him the glass and he just narrowed his eyes at me. “I do not want you to get smart at me—if you have time making snarky comments, then you have time to come to hell and do what you are destined to do.” Beelzebub snarled and I winced. As much as possible, Leviathan told me not to piss him off—or any rulers in hell. Funny how I can infuriate him just fine.

Never. ( ￣︿￣ )ノ ‘Not. Letting. Baby. Out. Of. Sight.’ Blackie: (◞‸ლ) ‘…Trey, shields up, this might get nasty.’ And thus, the brave zombie warrior Levi, with bloodshot eyes and unyielding spirit that didn’t fear death, forced the other three little minions to line up and follow his domineering lead. Marching onwards and beyond! To their deat– ahem, the totally non-fatal lunch appointment.

I hate nature. I hate myself. I hate this Alpha who's looking at me like he owns me. I do not belong to anyone.

I can't, Carlson hates me and I hate myself for finding him attractive, I hate myself for losing myself whenever I stare at his grey blue eyes. He grabbed my chin and forced me to look him in the eyes, "I see you haven't forgotten me and what I'm capable of, it's a good thing. Working for me isn't going to be easy and you know the best part? You can't resign because your dad wants you here. Welcome to your new hell Enzo and this time, it's going to be different than it was in high school and in college." He patted my cheek and walked out of the room. This can't be my life, I'm not going to let him walk all over me again, I am not going to let him bully me again. I'm sorry dad but I'm not goi

"Calm down Samantha, please listen to everything you need to know, these is all for your own sake!" Alenna told her so she just calmed down and was ready to listen to whatever they had to say. "For your own sake Samantha and in order for you to be able to defend yourself you need to discipline yourself as well. Because you are the one referred to in the prophecy as the fulfillment for a successful leadership and unity to all of the creatures under these immense ocean. That is, if you can overcome all the dangers and trials you are facing right now.

I said, tears forming in my eyes. “Too bad,” he said. Something finally hit me. I could shoot him instead when he handed over the gun. “If you don’t kill her, I’ll kill you,” he said. “I can’t be with a disrespectful wife. And I’d rather see you dead than with another person.” I nodded. “Fine. I’ll obey you. Don’t shoot, please.” “Good. Pick up the shovel and bang her on the head with it,” he kicked the shovel closer.

“She’s gonna scream again.” “Shut up and stay calm,” Kai muttered. “Calm?! She’s glowing and the witch is casting—” “I said stop!” I shouted, louder now. The witch’s voice rose with mine. “Resto cravis aquor!” she cried. “Oblivium nunc!” My mouth opened. Something was rising inside me. My throat burned, my vision blurred. “Kai—!” Kylan’s voice cracked. I was going to scream. And the world would burn.

The Lycan nobles lined the courtyard around me, and they were beautiful and terrible in equal measure, and their golden eyes glowed in the dim light of the frozen torches, and their smiles showed teeth that could tear me apart in seconds. One of them threw a piece of bread at my face, and it bounced off my cheek and landed in the snow, and another spat at my feet, and someone called me a human whore, and laughter followed, cruel and bright and utterly without mercy. I did not look up, because I had learned long ago that the best way to survive was to give them nothing, no tears and no anger and no fear, nothing they could use against me. If you gave them nothing, they would eventually get bo