Novel & Cerita 10 Ways To Get Rejected By The Tyrant

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

“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?”

"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

I didn't want to achieve my goal through dubious means. "I can't accept this promotion under these conditions, Mr. Smith," I assert, feeling somewhat offended by my boss's proposal. "I want to earn this position through my effort and dedication. That's why I work tirelessly here at the newspaper every day." The expression on Mr. Smith's face made it clear that he wasn't pleased with my words, but I had been honest, saying what I believed was right.

Even though he blandly rejected her without remorse she still refused his rejection? That's interesting. "I refuse your rejection," She repeated, then stood straight. Her gaze was fixed on the man before her, ignoring the sneers and mockery from the people around. "Even if the moon goddess made a mistake pairing us. I refuse your rejection. I won't let Kira get hurt because of you… even if you are the king!" She yelled angrily. " Arrest her!" A man's voice rang in the quiet hall. "Is she nuts?" "How dare she talk to the alpha like that? A low life thing like her dares to open her smelly mouth!"

I murmured. She frowned. "What the hell are you mumbling about?!" I stretched my lips into a thin sort of smile. "Apparently, I can't bear a child, and the King needs an heir. The council is going to force Tyrion to reject me, and claim someone else." I couldn't help the bitter laughter that slipped through my throat. "I should have rejected him first…" Nova blinked before bursting out, "Are you nuts?! Are we still talking about Tyrion, you know, the Alpha King who turns into a lovesick puppy whenever he sees you?!"

Waiting up in the stand or lying on his belly in a hollow, alone. Walking down into camp to give it to me, even though I wouldn’t take it. Walking home. Alone. No acknowledgement. No encouragement. And who could blame me? I don’t. He’s the one who rejected me. That’s the story, right? He’s the villain. I’m the poor victim—easy to reject, easy to abandon, easy to leave behind. Not worth trying. Not worth the risk. Right? In this moment, with the sky darkening from denim to midnight blue, the rosy gold fading in the west, it doesn’t feel right.

“I, Bryan Bergenson, reject you, Reese Willowby, as my mate and future Luna.” Reese gasped then as tears sprang to her eyes. The pain was starting but it wasn’t overbearing yet. Bryan still had a firm grip on her face and his eyes darkened. “Accept my rejection, Reese.” “I, Reese Willowby, accept your rejection.” “If you ever breathe a word of this to anyone, I’ll end your family. I’ll strip your father of his rank and demote him and your mother to Omegas.” With that Bryan let go of her chin and pulled his shirt back over his head. "Don't make this difficult, Reese, this way you get to stay in the pack and I can fuck you whenever I want."

She was the one who taught him that he needed to be merciless for those who deserved it. She was the one who turned him into a ruthless tyrant in the first place. "It's exactly what you said. We don't need to reveal the Imperial Family's faults and weaknesses to the people." He added, and a contented smile appeared on his lips. "We just need to control them with fear." "... I understand." Azazel shifted his gaze to Ethan and nodded, indicating that Ethan should finish the rest and that he would remain by Verena's side. Ethan quickly departed, leaving Azazel and Verena alone.