A Villain Is A Good Match For A Tyrant Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

All in all, it has been over five years, but we call each other and we have been living like that. Even though I try to keep myself low-key and erase the traces of the bastard in my life, no myth can change my mind about the fact that Theodore Andrews is the villain bound to threaten my existence. I wouldn't mind smashing his head on a rocky surface any day I mysteriously meet him. I will be glad to watch his downfall, but I will keep all that in my dream until karma decides to resurrect.

Ryder’s eyes flashed anger such as which told me that he was beaten though too proud to say it out loud at least not yet. Ryder snarked, baring his fangs. “We shall never capitulate to you, Jethro. You are a despot governing with an iron hand. We’ll take you down and your pack as well.” I issued the sound of laughter deeper and grimmer. “You are no contest for me, Ryder. I have fought and clashed with even more powerful adversaries than you. You are just a rogue; an infamous craven who cannot observe the simplest precept of our order.”

I watched Drax's eyes light up at the fact that he loves his 'blood brother' and I knew he wasn't going to shift his loyalty, maybe if I used his mate against him, only if it wasn't forbidden, it would work. Honestly, I would prefer Drax on my side, his abilities are amazing and would come in handy but he would never flip on Aidan, so he will die with him. Ty, on the other hand, I know for sure would be a great asset, his fighting skills his strength, his intelligence on legal matters, and his negotiating skills are almost better than mine, his annoying cocky ass would do great. I heard his toast and there is no way he would join me, sucks to be him, what a waste it will be. He was the perfe

"As long as the evil soul tied with the destiny of the Tyrant Hybrid is alive, and closer to him, the world would be destroyed into pieces!! The evil soul must be eliminated first before the Tyrant Hybrid can be killed!" Those were the words that the seer uttered loudly...

The room is dim and it’s hard to recognize him but for me, I easily can since I know his features and body built. I get back to the call to talk to him, “You forced her” “But it’s nit obvious in the clip, right?” “Still, it’s your conscience Tyler” “Come on Evander! I need your help now. I don’t need you to scold me on this situation” “Then what do you want from me?” “I know Tito has a great influence. He can help me get rid of this” “He will not help you on this matter specially that you raped a girl---”

"You think you're all and big as they call you. Because you win every battle and kill innocent blood. You are nothing, just a piece of shit that will go back to sand when the day comes." "Whack!" The slap came with a heavy force and she fell on the floor. The slap was too hard, too strong that it split her lips and blood oozed. "How dare you?" He groaned, grabbing her hair and pulling it back for her to wince in pain. "You are nothing. You might have been something before but right now you're no longer a princess but a prisoner, a commoner, a perfect example of tyranny, a good-for-nothing daughter." He spat out.

And I was sick of their constant pushing of daughters and nieces and cousins? "It's strategic," I said finally. "They want an heir so desperately? I'll give them one. But not on their terms. By choosing an omega with no family or connections, I keep their slimy claws away from my throne." ‘Liar.’ My wolf, Todd, stirred in the back of my mind. ‘You know that's not the real reason.’ I shoved him down, focusing on the stone walls of the castle. "That makes sense," Hayes said, though I caught the skeptical note in his tone.

"I never knew about this, and even if I had, I chose Xavier because I love him. None of this has anything to do with alliances or politics." Valentim ignored her words as if he hadn't heard them. "Do you know what it's like to live in the shadow of a younger brother who is superior to you in everything? Do you know what it’s like to fight to earn the trust of a people, only to see them turn against you because of stories spread by the wolves of the night?" I clenched my fists, my claws almost emerging. "Don’t use the wolves of the night as an excuse for your tyranny," I replied. "You turned them into martyrs with your oppressive rule. If they exist, it’s because of you."