Baby Tyrant Manhwa Novels & Stories

Tahr She'll return soon. She is mine and will not be able to stay away. Plus she has nowhere to go. I will give her this time of adjustment because I need time to think too. I'm still in shock that she transcended. Even more so that she's yellow. It makes no sense. She should be silver like me-majestic silver to represent the royal silver dragons. Bastian's mate is red and Laryn's is blue-end of story. Or it should be. My mate is yellow.

The one thing which she's scared of and the one thing that has made her endlessly worship the temple, the one thing she had battled to destroy but she couldn't! No one knew what it was, but only a few knew —Lady Macbeth, Shawn, her siblings, the witch, and Old Basildon. "The expression on her face carried pure fear and terror," Lady Macbeth muttered, and Shawn blankly nods. Old Basildon snickered mockingly at the look on Isle's face. "You look like an ugly which right now, Isle. But it's a good thing that the tyrant Queen sure has a nightmare, and she wouldn't want to hear about it." He taunted and then, he vanished into the thin air as if he wasn't there a second ago.

He finally said. “In what world is Luciano a spoiled brat?” I asked. “Are you defending him now?” He looked mad, but I didn’t care. “Luciano Dinero is the poster child of spoiled brats. From being the only child of an elder family to being an Alpha. The boy has never suffered a day in his life.” He was droning on and on but I finally understood what this was all about. “You are jealous!” I announced. “Excuse you?” “That is what it is. You hate him because his life has been easy but your life hasn’t. I mean, if you didn’t become Alpha, lord knows how you would have survived.”

He quickly deposited her in front of the ventilator in the room, and stood there with his arms crossed. “Well,” he stated, acting like she should know what he was talking about. She tried to look him in the eye, but his blazing dark eyes burned a hole through her, and she looked away. “Are you always so submissive, girl,” it seemed he growled in her ear. Madchen jumped a little, but said nothing, trying to keep her expression neutral. This man was a tyrant.Arguing with him was futile. How she wished the friendly Marcu was here, but here she was stuck in the room with the asshole of the century.

The man who now owned her by blood and bond. Fury surged. She wanted to drive her forehead into his and never stop, but her limbs refused every command. His eyes flashed that cold, steely blue—another of the twins’ unnatural holds locking her in place. Her mouth, however, remained free. She spat the last of the blood across his face. They clearing went utterly still. Shock rippled through the crowd. For one frozen second even Kaela felt the weight of what she had done. This might not end as a claiming. It might end as an execution.

None. Mercy is not a word for me, it’s definitely not a word for a man who thinks what is mine is his. They call me cruel, they call me tyrant, let them. The pack survives because I decide, that is my rule. That is order. I took a throne young, I held it with blood, I sharpened fear into armor. Mercy would rust that armor, make me weak. I will not be weak. I push open the door, Hanging by the bar like some broken thing, wrists chained above his head, his body slumped but still breathing. His face bruised so bad the skin swells.

The guy screamed out in pain, as blood started gushing out of his neck. ************************* "Noooooooooooo!!!!" Both Wise One and Herbert screamed out of their sleep, and start breathing heavily. "The Tyrant Hybrid has awoken!!" THE END Book two would be available starting from next month!

Tyron spoke with a powerful voice in an extremely domineering manner. At that moment, he was like a warlord, whereas a small potato like Zayn was just a weakling. The rest of the crowd immediately became excited and cheered for Tyron. They gloated at Zayn’s misfortune and were even looking at the man with pity in their eyes. They assumed he was no match for Tyron. Tyron was a Tier-3 master fighter and was considered a young genius among the socialites of Yando City, not to mention the fact that he used to train under Lil Mars.

Cracks spread across the glowing lines. The tear trembled. The shapes behind it recoiled again. This time, they went further. The Tyrant reacted instantly. Its entire form surged— Trying to purge her influence. The pressure crushed down on her. Her body trembled. Her vision blurred. But she didn’t stop. “I’m not… letting you… open that door…” The Tyrant’s voice deepened. Completely different. For the first time since its arrival, there was a hint of resistance in its voice.

HE/TG I clicked on it and it changed. ITS ME Huh? JD-hyung? I mean Black Dragon now on a white Lamborghini?! Is he that rich?! And where did he get that?! I desperately thought. “So my guess was right, that’s Black Dragon.” Yosef-hyung suddenly said. “He likes to show off his cars.” I heard him continued. I shook my head. Omo… Is this a rivalry between my hyungs?! What will happen to our mission?! I worriedly thought.