10 Ways To Get Rejected By The Tyrant Novels & Stories

I have this vision of her inside my head, cold and rich with a pout on her lips, and then she will speak to me in this cold voice, deeming me not fancy enough to marry her son. Another shudder makes me inhale deeply. "Please don't talk about Logan's mother—I'm already afraid of her." Harper snorts. "Why?" I face her with pleading eyes, close to tears. I'm a mess right now. "Well, because I'm not rich, fancy, beautiful, and none of my best friends are named Beyoncé! I'm a nobody!" "Dude, Beyoncé got nothing on me! I'm a much better friend than she would ever be! And trust me, if the mother-in-law proves to be terrible, then we will handle her together. I'm excellent at bitch fights—I can thro

' He apologised, making me look down at my shaking hands on my lap as I tried to gather my thoughts. 'It's okay, it really is,' I reassured,' Why does he dislike me though? Have I unintentionally and subconsciously done something wrong? Or does he just detest humans? Will they arrange a marriage for you because they aren't pleased with me, because I'm not enough for you?' I shot question after question until I felt like I was suffocating as a headache threatened to form in my head. Only then did I notice how much his words affected me because I honestly wanted to be accepted in their family. I didn't want to be the hated black sheep.

I won't give up this easily on her without putting up a fight. I decide to wait until things have cooled down a bit. In my quest to get Ella back into my life, I used my daughter in a very inappropriate way. But that was done already. I will just have to change my tactics. I will pretend that I am defeated and that Ella has won. And without her realizing it. I will be back in my daughters' life again. And this time, it will be for good.

You're ruling the people with fear and not with wisdom. Valtor sneered. "You think you can lecture me? You, who always favored Karan over me?" Annie's eyes flashed. "That is not true, Valtor. I loved you both equally. But your actions are destroying our family's legacy please listen to me. Strength without compassion my dear. is tyranny. Your father would never have approved of this. Valtor scoffed, turning his back on Annie. "I don't need your lectures on how to rule my people."

Chapter 16: The Demanding Tyrant Amaris flinched at his words, her heart sinking under the weight of his anger. 'So all of this... is solely because of me?' The realization struck her like a thunderbolt, and without thinking, she dropped to the ground, bowing before him. "Your Majesty, my king! Have mercy!" she cried, her voice trembling as she clenched her bloodstained bandaged hands, fearing for the lives of those accused. Alaric flinched at her sudden submission, her plea stirring something deep within him.

"You're so bipolar! You claim her now, you push her to the grave tomorrow. Tyler, recommended a nearest psychiatrist for your King, you might lose the position of your Beta once he goes crazy. His mum likes me, she wouldn't mind me taking his place!!" "Bloody animal!" I slammed angrily. "I know, we all have them in us. Now let me warn you since you've lost your senses, I'll kill you bare if anything happens to her!! That lies, accusations and filthy things you just made up about her was just a nitpick to my tolerance. I won't be nice anymore!" "She's mine, fool, go get yours and stop interfering!" "Actually you're fucking mine though she's rejected, and I'm claiming this one before me, rejec

"I think I have an idea." Daemon explained his idea. Instead of using the proper words of, I... reject you... as my fated mate, I would just say I wasn't going to accept him after all. Tyler would pretend to be upset but not say any words of acceptance. Aeon would aid the show by holding Tyler back. Hopefully that would be enough on our part. "What happens if they do know the rejection speech? How would we get them to publically announce their true intentions?" asked Tyler. I could tell he wasn't entirely happy about the whole luring thing, but last night, he had agreed to go through with it.

"Today we took it back!" "Yes, Yes." "We took it back." "They couldn't stand a chance against our King. He slit the throat of the Tyrant and killed the people that tormented us. He killed our killers and he'll live a happy life. Long live the King!" The first man yelled, and the others soon joined him. "Long live the King." "And then he stopped with his hand gestures and he sighed. "From this day forward, I King take Princess La Reine as my Slave."

I snapped, my voice trembling with emotion. The same pack warrior that had been torturing me for days approached me, a smirk hanging on his lips, “you can still speak?” he laughed, slightly surprised as he bent down to my level. I closed my eyes and bit my lips, “It's enough, you've tortured me enough.” Begging him right now weighed me down, but there was nothing else I could do. He was going to continue if I didn't come down to his level, but he seemed reluctant to stop with the torture. He flipped his attention to his men, “do you guys think we should stop? She's not accepted the rejection.”