Baby Tyrant Webnovel Novels & Stories

Perhaps Jody was right; there's the high possibility of the person being wealthy after all, I admitted to myself before making my way towards two men sitting at the end of the restaurant. As I shuffled nearer to them, they both got up from their seats. For a moment, I felt important. A tall, bronzed, loose-limbed man stepped forward from the table. At first, the person I was seeing was Connor Shelby of the Shelby Empire, a multi-billion dollar estate that was majorly into real estate and oil and gas. It was safe to call him the wealthiest young person in London. Added to the fact that he was also an Alpha, the Alpha of Lumia’s Pack.

Meet Ivan Montero,30 years old,an alpha male,arrogant,ruthless business man,the richest bachelor in the city. He owns various business in different parts of the world. He doesn't sleep with the same woman twice,he is known as the most eligible bachelor. He is seen with a new woman each week.

A voice whispered. I immediately recognized the voice as Mara. Her voice is hoarse, trembling, and barely audible. “Yes, it’s me,” I quickly responded, a little relieved to hear a familiar, friendly voice. “I’m sorry I landed on you. Are you okay?” “No,” she admitted, already about to cry, “None of us are. They killed everyone. My whole family is dead. I saw our Alpha and Betas being killed. It’s over for us.”

" Shush baby, it's not your fault. Whenever you're sure of my feelings for you , I'm always here . Sobbing she hugs him tightly. " My baby" he mutters patting her back . [ABANDONED WAREHOUSE] Crystal squints opening her eyes .. her head felt heavy and her throat was super dry . She looks around panicking, it was an abandoned building and the air was suffocating . " What's happening " she mutters, strapped in a chair was something she hasn't experienced before. The iron door opens and Arielle catwalks inside with Rex, the triumphant look on her face was annoying.

Slowly and dreadfully, I raised my gaze, meeting bright amber eyes staring down at me in contempt. I stilled. Goosebumps littering my skin. The tall frame of a man—No, a beast—towered over me. The one figure I least wanted to face….. Prince Kael… The Tyrant heir of Fenrir. His gaze sliced through me like a merciless blade, stripping me bare of every shred of dignity I had left. His expression was unreadable, but a silent storm brewed in his eyes. The Prince tilted his head to the side in assessment, his arms crossed behind his back with soldierly precision.

Hera said, sitting back on the bed. "oh really...pray tell, what is that?" Arrax interjected sarcastically. "He does not have Ty's" Hera stated triumphantly but her mother and brother looked even more confused. "Arrax, Mother....Tys is an Hybrid" she continued like she was stating the obvious, watching as her information sank into their brains. "An hybrid...No wonder I didn't think you were ordinary, there was.... something about you" Kasla told me, staring at me in wonder.

Before the politics and the crowns and the laws written to keep everyone exactly where they were put. We were just blood. Old blood. The kind that does not ask permission. Tyra looked up from the page. "Troy," she said. He looked at her. "She was a full vampire," she said. "Not half. Full blood. Original line." She held his gaze. "The oldest kind." Something moved through his expression. "Read that again," he said quietly. She read it again out loud. He was quiet for a long moment.

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It was as if an otherworldly god had descended, looking down on the mortals on earth in pure domination. Everyone's souls began to quake. They lowered their heads, wanting nothing more than to bury themselves in the ground. None of them dared to look this terrifying force in the eye. Just then, Wilbur cried out, "Domain: Tyrant of No Other." As Wilbur activated his Domain, Tyrant of No Other. His power, aura, spiritual energy, defenses, speed, and other aspects of his skills were multiplied greatly. Wilbur had already been abnormally terrifying, and this new form practically turned into a tyrant descending on earth and demanding for the people to quake in his presence.

"But seriously, I couldn't believe this. My lady and His Highness were truly like the main characters of the novel I've read." Seriously? Another novel? I chuckled at her statement. "What novel is it this time?" "The Tyrant's Beloved Doll." I raised my eyebrows at the mention of the scandalous title. "What was that about?" "It was about a princess who tamed her tyrant brother. It was later revealed that he wasn't her brother and they end up together in the end," she explained excitedly. Well, I admitted, it was kinda similar. At least it was better than the one who broke the bed on the first night.