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and found a USB drive and a handwritten note. “The latest drug transactions. In your name.” “– C.” Lucian stiffened. His blue eyes darkened. He plugged the USB into his computer. The data that appeared—transaction records, lists of illegal goods, photos of evidence—all pointed to implicating him in the Lysander drug ring case. “Clarisse,” Lucian hissed, his jaw tightening. And just then, his cell phone rang. An unknown number. Lucian answered. Clarisse’s voice was full of venom.

Time passed, though she could no longer measure it. Exhausted, she collapsed on the floor, unable to speak. Only then did Jack stop, leaning over her with a threat. “Alanna, I’m warning you one last time. Lewis is dead. If you want to live, obey me. “Cross me again, and you’ll be very sorry that you did!” … Disgusted by the blood on his hands, Jack locked the door and went to the bathroom to clean himself. Alanna lay sprawled across the floor, drenched in blood and utterly ruined.

“Because my brain couldn’t make up anything original. Elias. Tyrant Elias. Captive Elias. Of course the real one has the same name. Life’s hilarious like that.” He tilts his head. “Tyrant? Captive bride? What are you talking about?” I take a deep breath and it feels like my ribs complain about it. “I had this long dream. Or coma dream or whatever. You… well the dream you kidnapped me or something. Made me marry him. I got pregnant. There was school and a guy named Yuto and this girl Lauren taking pictures and Ryan whose girlfriend got killed. It was all so real. I pushed out a baby and he died and then you tried to strangle me and then a mental hospital and jumping off a bridge kissing while

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

- he started in a low and urgent tone of voice. I scrunched up my face, feeling an inexplicable foreboding. "What is it?" Aaron's stare focused on my eyes. "It's Ryker." My heart skipped a beat. Ryker, the vile sorcerer who had been attempting to subdue the kingdom for months. What did he have to do with anything? "What about Ryker?" I asked softly. Aaron's jaw clenched. "He's gotten his hands on the ancient spellbook. The one that holds the secrets of the Blood Moon Ritual."

The color on her face drained in a heartbeat, and she looked at me with dawning horror. “What is your real name, Han?” “Gallahan,” I managed to say with my mouth that had gone completely dry over the reaction I was getting from her. “I am Gallahan Wick, the general of the Culling Army and the only son of the Alpha King.” And fuck. The heartbroken look on her face as the first tear rolled down her cheeks was enough to raise all my defenses up despite my efforts to keep them at bay. I wouldn’t let anyone judge me for my pain and how I handled it. Not even my fated mate.

Dwayne backed away, his eyes looking for any sign of help in a sheer moment of desperation, his eyes went to Alexis who flinched at the intensity. She turned away. At her rejection he slumped forward. Chuckles of crazed laughter escaped him. “I sentence the previous emperor Darron to execution”, Alastair’s words were heard despite Dwaynes laughter that became louder and louder. “Oh stop it, brother”, he seized his giggling and glared at his brother with bloodshot eyes and a chilling smile, “you’ve already lost, don’t you see? You’ve taken everything away from me so I’ll take the one thing you love, more than anything, more than life, money or that stupid throne. I’ll take away the one you l

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!

If we ever found ourselves on opposing sides of a conflict, he wouldn't think twice about crushing me. The four kings and their heirs occupy the rest of the chairs: Pakstan of the North with Pharaoah, Theo of the South with Thorn, River of the East, and me, and lastly, Nathan of the fuckin' West with his second son, Elliot. The latter gives me a scowl, and I return it without blinking. He is a little younger than father in age, but he is still tall, and his grey eyes are exceedingly penetrating. Without sure, he is the one who proposed Bella be wed to one of his kids, who are more repulsive than he is.

Vador finally confessed his love to Ava and now y'all know the real story I'll like to say that this book isn't just a vampire romance action book,it actually means something and I'm trying to pass a message.From the onset y'all judged Vador didn't you? He's the dark lord,he's dumb,he keeps fucking up. Well yea,now y'all know why,I want this book to go out to everyone,you have to understand not to judge and criticize people without getting to know them. So many people are going through a lot and won't even speak out about it and then we have some other people who would judge them without getting to know or understand their reasons,which would obviously make them feel bad,like so bad. I for o