Dear Immortal Tyrant Novels & Stories

Tyler was so tense and stiff that the hate rolled off him in waves and the other Alphas backed away forming a loose circle around them. ‘Be very careful how you answer’ He warned him and Tyler snarled in temper, ‘You do not get to tell me what to do Lycanthrope, I chose my own path’ Sirius stood very still he could hear Tyler’s heart beating rapidly as he plucked up the courage to challenge him. ‘It is time someone brought you down Lycanthrope you are nothing special and so I hereby issue the Death Challenge.’

"The warlord. I'm looking for him." He stared for a second, then burst out laughing again. "You really are drunk, aren't you? How many bottles did you steal from the cellars?" My throat tightened. "What do you mean?" "Darius Venn's been dead for centuries," he said, still smiling. "You only hear stories about him now. They teach his tyranny in schools. You must be new here if you don't know that." His words slammed into me, dull and heavy. "Dead?" I repeated. "He just—he just killed me moments ago."

The immortal was pushing himself beyond his limits. His power was rising. Rising higher. Higher than it had ever been before. And with every second The world trembled harder. Because if he unleashed all of it… Reality itself might collapse. The First Immortal noticed it too. “You would destroy the world just to win?” he asked calmly. The immortal’s answer came like thunder. “I’d destroy everything for her.” Seraphine’s heart clenched painfully. “No,” she whispered. The immortal gathered his power. Dark energy condensed around him like a black sun.

King Zavan said. “My Alpha,” Beta Tyler said. But not without a glance towards me before he stood up. The Tyrant King knelt before me then. “Come,” he said, holding a massive hand out towards me. “There is nothing left for you here.” My gaze trailed from the span of his palm, to the now-silent, now-unmoving corpse. Derek’s eyes were still partially open. Blood leaked from his slackened mouth. It was a horror, but more vivid were the images behind my eyelids that reawoken to tuck this one in among the fold. Surely I would see it in my dreams afterall.

"Hmph! How ignorant you are. You’re no match for me. If you have any allies, you’d better call them out to share your fate!" Tyron responded with a cold laugh. "What are you thinking? Dealing with a daemonic being like you is just a matter of lifting a finger for me." Despite his bravado, Tyron knew that killing Oscar wouldn't be easy, especially with those two terrifying puppets by his side. Right now, he was in a passive position, struggling against the combined attack of Oscar and the two dark immortals. Oscar sneered again. "Hmph! Are you afraid now? You’re truly laughable. Still not calling for your helpers?"

I asked him knowing there was no way he could have known what I just found out moments before he got here. “Until my father got here this morning, I thought you were human but he then told me who you really are.” Tyler said and I am curious what his father said. “Who am I?” I asked him. “You are an immortal like me with a mix of demigod Siren in you.” Tyler tells me and I know it must be true because Darla had just told me the same thing moments ago. “Did your father tell you how he knows this?” I asked him, hoping that his father explained it to him.

Ferals are infected, stuck between man and wolf, stronger than both, driven by madness and rage at Fate. “Clay, don’t,” I say. He shows no sign that he hears me. “Kill the feral, and we’ll keep her as full as she can handle.” Eldrick snickers, and my skin crawls. Clay’s jaw tightens. “I feed her. You don’t go into this room. None of you.” “You think you’re in a position to negotiate, Ditch?” “I think you said you’d bring me down here if I could take out your three best fighters in three rounds, and now I’m standing here, so yeah, I think we’re negotiating.”

He doesn't deserve to see that he has an affect on me. “Well there is that and I wish that was all I had to apologize for.” Saying that got my attention and my eyes locked with his. “I have been a tyrant to you for years and I realize now that I was wrong. I was not only wrong but I was cruel and heartless. I know it doesn't change anything and I don't deserve your forgiveness but I am so sorry. I spoke with my parents today and they cleared some things up that I completely thought wrong about. I thought all through high school you had been ratting me out to my parents every time I did anything and would get in trouble. I felt betrayed and I was so angry with you. I know it is not a good exc

The Green Emperor let out a heavy sigh. "The immortal realm lies in ruins, the heavenly court has crumbled, and Bleurealm's celestial domain has fractured into three. After my ascension, I sought the root cause of why the ferocious beasts in the ancestral land were tainted by devil's blood and turned into abominations. It was only after I reached the immortal realm that I uncovered the truth—the immortal land is in decay due to the ceaseless conflict embroiled with foreign invaders beyond its borders."

"All they have to do is end you all and they'll get the Blood Moon curse back, sharing among them guardians. It definitely sounded like Stygian, and on it went, "All of you in a place, exactly what I wanted. I know the other two are hiding somewhere here, but not for long." "Let the War of Immortals begin!" The voice added and got faded into hysterical evil laughter. Julian palmed stiffer his axe and waited patiently, while Jeremy had dual blades showered with Emma's light. As the immortals chanted war cries in unity and began rushing on, Jeremy muttered under his breath, "Come on. . . Keep coming, almost there," watching them approach a particular point, he pronounced. "Let the fireworks be