Novel & Cerita A Villain Is A Good Match For A Tyrant

They had witnessed the fight, and they knew what had happened. “This only proves how dangerous a Rogue lack is. I say we put our resources together and kill him. How can we allow how many wolves? Three to fight a thousand of us? This is ridiculous,” one of them said, boiling with anger. Tyler node in disappointment. “You all are just blind. Willingly giving up yourselves to be used by a tyrant like Annik who would pin it down on the innocent just for his selfish gain.” Tyler was exhausted, both physically and emotionally. He needed time to recover, but that was an expensive commodity he didn't have.

“I knew he was a villain, but I didn’t realize he was a sadist as well.” “Not too hard to imagine though,” I reply, feeling sicker than before. “Teller said that the devil wishes to unite all the races in the world,” Matron Aldar pipes in. “He wants to be the benevolent ruler of the whole world, to stop the wars that plague the world, to bring peace to humanity and supernatural community alike.” “Explains why he is so fucking condescending all the time,” Master Tsertinand growls. “Every fucker out there who thinks they’re better than the rest of humanity and the supernatural community almost always ends up a psychopathic wacko.”

“Yeah. He talked about making a move if someone tried to take his turf. Said it was better to be feared than forgotten.” Piece by piece, the map came together. Tyrant had the motive. He had the opportunity; he still had people inside who could pass a tip. He had pride, the sort of pride that would rather torch his own house than live with someone else in it. The idea of him intentionally setting himself up as a scapegoat and martyr to the Others was ugly and brilliant in the worst way.

TYLA’S POV “No Lillian…I can’t do that.” I said. “Why not?? You haven’t even heard the rest of the plans.” “I know but telling Aurelius that I have accepted to be his mate when I haven’t is another terrible thing to do and I am not ready to create a villain in my story.” “Aurelius is already like a villain Tyla….someone who has vowed to make you his regardless of what you decide is a very bad villain.” “This one is a cute villain.” I said as Lilian and I chuckled.

he snarled, "wants to see me dead. Someone among you. Someone trusted and I intend to find who." Gasps rippled from the warriors. Everyone's eyes widened as they stood listening with their bodies tensed. Perfect, just like we thought. He stalked the line of warriors like a predator choosing a throat to rip out. "You think you can turn my wolves against me?" he roared. "Break my rule? Challenge my power?" His fury vibrated through the earth. He would kill someone today.He had to. That was who he really was. A tyrant who survived through fear and fresh blood.

So, he calmly replied, "Oh my. My plan was busted." Goosebumps appeared on Slyvester's skin. Vincent pored at him and smirked. When it comes to being grumpy, Terban tops the list. If it's silly, Chaylen should take the rank one. But when it comes to being so cunning, then Vincent will take the crown. Vincent is one of those ardent guy who has yet to make plans to back down quickly. "Do you think I'll stop?" Vincent smiled. "As long as you are not married, I will be the great villain of your life." An evil grin spread on his lips.

a snake and if she could steal my mate and make him do her bidding, then I didn't doubt that she was manipulating Tybalt too. I was yet to figure out what Ilvira's mission could be but I had made it my mission to save Tybalt from her evil clutches before it became too late....like my destined mate situation. "Forget about Ilvira's plan for him. Why do you trust that man? He could be the bigger bad wolf behind the bad wolves-" "Stop painting him like that. He had done nothing to betray my tryst ever since I met him and Tybalt had helped u-" "I still didn't like him! Whatever he had done doesn't change that fact!" Dezra yelled at me in my freaking head and just like that, we argued for hours.

But at least you can understand me. “To answer your question, I would never work for a King like Sven,” he replies earnestly, crossing his hands behind his back again. “While I have personal reasons not to, I also think he has not been a good King. Since his ascension to the throne, the only thing he is known for, besides the fall of Eris's wall, is instilling fear into his own people. He is a tyrant. A King is meant to be for the people, a leader, and not a tyrant. It is about time someone stands up against him.” I take in his words, analyzing his posture. He’s convincing, and a part of me wants to believe him. But the cautious side of me is already calculating my exit routes in case this i

There was nothing to oppose Kevin's thoughts. However, Trevor stunned everyone when he spoke. "Every story should have a hero, heroine and..." He paused as a smirk enveloped his lips. The girls gulped, staring at him. After a moment of pause, he continued with his deep voice, "And a villain, professor. Heroes have limits, villains have power. But always remember— Villains are not born, they are made."

I raise my eyes to his, his grip tightened on my jaw. “Camilla,” I said. His smirk deepened. “A nice name… for a pretty doll.” Then his hand left me, and only then did I realize I was shaking all over, my knees weak, my lungs heavy like stone. I had tried to show him I wasn’t scared, but he saw through me. He saw everything. Who wouldn’t fear him? Alpha Lennox Steele. The Pack Slayer, one of the many names the people had given him, The Tyrant. The man who turned villages into ash and left bones for wolves to gnaw. The one mothers whispered about in the dark to keep their children silent.