Novel & Cerita Baby Tyrant Manhwa

But Verena didn't realise that, it was the day the Tyrant was born. And it was there that his obsession grew, grew, and grew some more.

Damn it. “How bold of him to look at me like that.” I smirked. The starting price appeared: one hundred million dollars. Expensive even for the most powerful conglomerates. But for me, it was cheap. They praised the boy, explaining the high base price: exceptional intelligence, a healthy body, maximum organ compatibility, trainability from an early age. Everything that made him the perfect tool for a filthy world like this. To me, the numbers were just figures and statistics. Perfectly reasonable for a hidden diamond like him.

The owl was gone. I walked towards the window and looked at the kingdom below. It was peaceful. Too peaceful. How could people laugh beneath the rule of a tyrant. Were they blind? Or was I? Nothing made sense. “It doesn’t matter,” I murmured to myself. “I’ll kill him anyways.” As if it was as easy as I said it. He was stronger. Smart. Always three steps ahead. If I wanted to defeat him, I had to go down to his pathetic level.

She shut her eyes for a moment and in no time screamed a second time, her hands propelled forward, about to hit her when a loud voice came from behind. “Enough. That's enough.” Everyone anticipating Eirlys next move, dispersed themselves and acted all composed. Eirlys turned her head, slowly releasing her hold on the girl. They were no different from each other based on their looks. Both in their 20’s. “What's going on here?” The voice came again. It was the Tyrant. The Alpha of the pack. He walked amidst the prisoners while three guards walked behind him. Everyone bowed their heads as he walked past them. They all knew the Tyrant for his ruthless judgement and the way he dealt with slaves l

She had probably never thought she would end up in such a state. Boom! Breena Davey decisively chose to self-destruct. It was the Tyrant King’s first time battling with a human cultivator in the universe after three millennia. It got too excited, and forgot that human cultivators often loved self-destruction. In an instant, its face was covered in grime, and its palm turned bloody from the explosion. “Motherf**cker! I forgot these ants love blowing themselves up the most!” The Tyrant King, whose hand was injured from the explosion, gritted its teeth in pain and stomped its foot furiously. “Kill! Kill all the ants here and raze this place to the ground!”

He then threw the butt on the ground and stomped it with his foot. “So, this is your decision. Hahahahahahahaha.” Tyr had gone crazy and began to laugh maniacally as though he were a madman. That was when his cell phone rang for the second time. Tyr did not even bother to look at the phone’s caller ID before pressing the answer button and calling out the other party’s name, “War Emperor!” There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the line before War Emperor finally spoke, “Tyr Summers, the one you’ve captured is the young master of the number one gentry of the north.

Once upon a time, in a far-off land, there was a powerful Lycan King named Alpha Jerri Bullet. He was feared by all, for his cruelty and merciless ways knew no bounds. Jerri was known to enslave humans and werewolves alike, using them for his pleasure and as soldiers in his army. Under his reign, the land had become a place of fear and oppression. But despite his tyranny, there were those who still dared to resist him. Those who were ready to go down, and be totally free from his torments.

“Have one more dose. I’m sure your beloved tyrant of a mate would love to see you die a painfully slow death.” A hard kick rattled the cage loudly, and the grating sound exacerbated the ache in my head and sent me a strong wave of nausea. “Wake up! It’s no fun if I don’t see you try to suppress your screams.” He gave the cage another kick while he called me a bitch under his breath. My eyes slowly fluttered open, and as I looked at the ugly, burly man, I tried with all my might to make my gaze come across as a fiery and defiant glare.

I was a wolfless daughter, unwanted by my pack and ignored by my father. On my eighteenth birthday, he finally gave me a gift: a death sentence. I was chosen to become the eleventh bride of Tyrant Conri, the Alpha King feared by the entire realm. Ten wives had entered his palace before me. Ten had died, torn apart by the tyrant’s own hands. But before I could be sent to his bed, I was attacked in a dark alley—and saved by a stranger with burning green eyes. He touched me. Kissed me. Marked me. Then vanished before the bond could be completed. Now I am trapped in the palace of the monster king, wearing the title of his bride, while my body still remembers the man from the alley. I don’t know

the Blondie boy with lollipop said as he come to look more closely at Isekai and Thanatos as if checking them out. "i guess you guys has voiced out your displeasures enough, now i believe it is time to continue so all those you that hasn't seemed finished with their displeasure you could sure close your mouth now let me finish then you can voice out the one you haven't after i am done," T-Rex said after seeing that the noise has subsided with the remaining that talking being a few. "Tyrant, Tyrannical and the rest is really derived from tyrannosaurus,"Thanatos said as he can't help giggling to himself causing both Isekai and Uraraka to look at him weirdly.