Garlan Tyrell Novels & Stories

I didn't even care about Mireya's absence since I knew she was only going to ridicule me. "Your Dad is yet to return," Avery muttered faking a smile as if she read my thoughts. I just gave her a look that said I figured that out already before averting my gaze to the two men who I hadn't taken notice of earlier. One of the men was seated in a wheelchair and wearing a silver mask, only his sea-blue cold eyes, and pink lips were visible the remaining parts of his face were covered, I needed no confirmation to know that he was the groom. Oliver had looked him up yesterday after I told him about the marriage and we found out that Tyrell was disabled and a scarred face after he got into an accode

"Don't talk nonsense! I already know my real father, he's just a loser. We saw him every day when I was a kid." The caller burst out laughing. "He's not your father! He may be your mom's husband, but he's not your real father! Your father is the one who got your mom pregnant but didn't marry her. He is Karrel Kyne Wales, an Alpha, the first heir, who should lead Pack Kyne." The information shocked both of them. Especially Alpha Darren because his uncle was long gone from Pack Kyne, and had not even been mentioned, as if he did not exist.

The unnatural spiral is visible for all to see. Gasps echoed even louder than the laughter before. Most didn’t know what it meant, but for those that knew. It carried greater importance. “The Royal Pelasgus Bloodline of Pure Lycans,” someone whispered. “The birthright of rulers before your name ever tainted this land. I was an orphan so I never got to know my heritage. But the great old wolf, Tyrion, helped me realize this fact.” Aurelius’ expression hardened. “That mark proves nothing.”

No matter how much she tried to convince herself that the man standing in front of her wasn't the same Hendrix she knew, something in her just couldn't help but think otherwise. "I am Tyron Evergray, Leader of the Guardian clan and holder of the Silver token". Tyron said, giving a slight bow. "Am Lori, Celestial Servant of the Third Realm," Gaya announced, her voice clear and confident. She turns to Helixia, whose eyes was still locked on Tyron, she carefully nudged her shoulder bringing her back to reality" "Ava Sterling, Senior Celestial Envoy of the Cosmic Order," she managed to speak. He gestures to chairs positioned around the room. Gaya and Helixia sit opposite each other, with Tyron s

he replies making the ladies look among themselves and giggle as their cheeks blush. Ty seems to have that effect on ladies. He's not just a gentleman, but he's kind-hearted, humble, and so adorable. Anyone would easily underestimate him how powerful he is until they catch his aura and can sense the power in him. I've seen him train, no one can outdo him, coming close to how powerful Alpha Blake is. Our stay in the kitchen was short-lived. Ty is the beta of our pack, and with that title comes great responsibilities. It wasn't long before we were called back into the dining hall.

We are more than aware she is powerful, but something tells me this is more than her powers being out of control. “Yes, of course, we were not trying to be rude. My name is Rhyahlan, and these two are Peter and Ghalahan. I am what would be considered the king beta, and Peter would be considered the gamma. Ghalahan is our lead warrior and the king’s main guard.” Rhyahlan explained. “I apologise for not introducing them before. I was overjoyed to find my daughter.” Fhalleyn comments. “I understand, but we would like to know why Ty and her dragon had such an issue.” I point out.

“She was my friend before I met you. If you wanted to be loved by me, having good chemistry with her would be the best. But, you are the worst bully that I know in this school, and yet you expect me to fall for a woman like you. Who does that?” “Even the Alpha Prince loved her sister who bullied her worst….” Ava uttered, sounding pitifully. Tyrion smirked. “Do I look like the Alpha Prince? What if you approach her sister and convince her to stop bullying Eden…..would you die?” That was unexpected of Tyrion. The whole student was watching, and yet he couldn't control his anger before them. If this reaches the Alpha King or even to Prince Geralt, he might be expelled from his duty as the Princ

Everyone turned to look at the person that just spoke. Elder Valen. Something about him never sat right with me. “After all, Velmora is now Ashes.” He continued. I wonder whose fault it was. “See?” Vaelor said flatly. “You have good ministers.” His gaze swept across the room before landing on me. Then he smiled again. Disgusting tyrant. What the hell was on his mind? “That’s all for today. I’m tired.” The ministers bowed immediately as he left the hall.

) "If it means that with your support, I can become Emperor, then I require it. Please assist me, Lady Zielle." The passion was clear in his eyes and his voice, a challenging smile touched his lips. (As expected. He didn't want to let this opportunity pass by.) But for a moment, Azazel's eyes seemed to soften. - "This is Theodore Clayton, Milady. One of the knights that I trusted. I want you to be secure at all times since you're going to be my wife." Azazel presented me to a man I had never met before. The longer I stared at his hazelnut eyes, the more mesmerizing they were because of the way the light shone over them.

He immediately dialed the direct line to the Throne Hall and growled, "The Holtrien man the family is hunting is in my territory right now." Garal's voice was icy as he added, "Please send reinforcements. I will hold him here." On the other end, Raiden replied, "Garal, you do not need to do anything except make sure he does not escape. Cyril will personally head over now." Garal answered, "Understood." After hanging up, his expression turned cold. He summoned his servants, put on his battle armor, and took up the bloodstained warhammer he had used in 30 years of campaigns in the outer territories.