10 Ways To Get Rejected By The Tyrant นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Look what it's brought you. Chaos. Rebellion. War. With me in charge, there will be discipline. Everyone in their proper place. No more questions. No more conflict." Viktor surveyed his injured troops. At his burning territory. At the ferals surrounding us. I read the longing in his gaze. The desperation to wake up from this nightmare at any terrible cost. “We don’t negotiate with terrorists,” I shouted. to not just Viktor, but to all of the warriors that were able to listen. "We don't surrender to tyrants. We end them."

For instance, if I forgot my umbrella on a rainy day, I only needed to make one phone call, and Beverly would drop everything to get me. Even though she had rejected my proposal eight times in the last eight years, everyone still believed we would eventually get married. However, now that she had posted that marriage certificate with Timothy's name instead of mine, it would definitely leave everyone in shock. Timothy was my brother—my biological brother. Growing up, he always had a habit of taking what was mine. And once he got his hands on something, no amount of screaming could make him give it back. Why was that? Because my parents didn't like me. They regarded me with disdain, and they c

Even now, he was still making excuses. "Alpha Joric," my voice was soft, but it carried through the silent hall, "I've heard enough of your explanations." "No, listen to me," he said, taking a desperate step forward. "I can dissolve my alliances. I can give up my treaties with other packs. I'll give up anything, just give me a chance… a chance to start over." A cold laugh escaped my lips. "What do you think this is, Joric? A business negotiation? In our world, choices are final, Joric. You made yours. And as it turns out, fate made mine for me."

“What on earth did you do to Raven to make him throw you out of his house like trash? Why couldn't you just be submissive, quiet, and obedient like I raised you to be?” “Mom…” My voice broke completely, unable to believe the horrific treatment I was receiving from my own flesh and blood. I had already endured the most painful day of my entire life, and now my own mother was adding to the torture. “Don't you dare Mom me!” she yelled, glaring at me with pure hatred. “I don't care a single bit about what happened between the two of you, but if you know what's good for your future, you will march right back to that mansion and get down on your knees to beg him. Beg him to forgive you and take yo

“I cannot begin to know what it would be like for someone like Sophia.” “What if you don’t want to be with that person?” He barked out a harsh laugh, “If you have the strength to pull it off, you can reject them.” He shot me a meaningful look as if he understood why I was really asking, “It’s an incredibly cruel and painful process. It can even kill the one who is rejected.” “How does someone do that? Reject someone I mean.” I could still hear his threat ringing in my ears, “Do they have to do some kind of voodoo ceremony or just pray to the goddess?”

I swallowed hard, feeling the pull of its power tug at the edges of my will. My hands shook, but I gritted my teeth. “No. I don’t want that kind of strength. That’s not living, that’s not power. That’s… that’s tyranny.” The miasma paused, almost contemplative, before hissing one final taunt. You will see. One day, you will wish you had taken our offer. Until then, wander in weakness, broken as you are.

It's my pleasure that he is courting me now. Tsk is not good enough. What if I was the one who courted you? What is your answer? That's never gonna happen V please we're only friends. I'm not seeing you as one earth. I know that you can feel that too. Wait did I confess now? Of course no. It's just I don't want that Tyron will win her heart cause I'm not done yet to my plan. So never! You rejected that dumbass earth if I were you.

"You suddenly want to listen to me but do you ever? You just act with your emotions all the damn time and you call yourself a King?! That's not who you are! You're a tyrant!" I blinked my eyes and the next thing, I was pushed against the wall, choking and fighting for my breath. For five seconds, Onyx held onto my throat before he released me. I saw the look of regret in his eyes and smirked while still coughing. "See how weak you are? Retaliating by using force. You lack respect. Something is wrong with you and you need help. I do not want to be with a man who wants me and my family dead! I do not want a man who makes me tremble with fear at what he's going to do next. I do not want to be

"Then he must Reject you." My stomach clenched . "He won't." "Then he'll die." His words shattered my heart. I held my breath, my heart pounding with disbelief. "You... you will kill him? Was it just because the Moon goddess chose him for me?" My father's eyes were opaque, but his words were beyond doubt. "Yes." I shook my head and leaned closer. "Do you hear yourself? This isn't leadership. This is tyranny. You'll kill an innocent man—my Mate—because he doesn't fit your vision of what a leader should be?"

"I hope you understand. I'll contact you soon, I promise." I ended the call because I realized that the more I tried to explain myself, the more Edward tried to manipulate me. I was determined to stay away from his disturbing influence by traveling far away. Despite several other attempts at calling, I chose to block his calls and messages, determined not to be swayed by his words.