Gentle Tyrant Novels & Stories

Morris said nothing as he held the bigger card leaving the smaller figure no choice but to kneel obediently. "I did as you said. Don't kill him, please let him go" an angel voice pleads as she kneels before a tyrant staring at her as if a hunter waiting to devour his prey. "I'm not done yet, angel. We barely start." Morris said as he wiped Clare's tears away. "Now be a good girl and suck it," Morris said as his hand motioned his already hardened cock. Clare's eyes widen with fear, she gulps as the imperious thought occupy her mind ‘The size is inhumane’

She seemed more fragile than usual. Tyler had once been called a grinning bloody shark by a business associate—and it hadn’t been meant as an insult—because he could smile nicely while eviscerating his opponents. Because he’d been raised up in a bleak, hard place and it was in him, too, that bleakness. That hardness. It was what made him rich. And he liked his sex the way he liked his many business deals and everything else in this life he’d built entirely with his own hands—completely under his control.

"Danika, please come in." She slipped off her high heels and stepped into the house, her eyes sweeping across the bright floor-to-ceiling windows and the high vaulted ceilings. [Nice house. I'll kick her out of here sooner or later.] She handed me a small blue gift bag. "This is a birthday gift for Alder, a tie. I picked it out myself last month. It's made of pure Valerician silk, and they only produce 50 of these worldwide every year." Her thoughts were [That's worth more than your allowance as a housewife for years. Let's see you try to compete with that!]

“You do realise that I am not trying to control you here, right? I am just trying to show mercy on your other bones since you have a tendency to get them broken more often than not.” His bow tie was hanging loosely around his neck and a few buttons in the top of his shirt were still undone. “Yeah forgive me if I can’t see the difference between the both of them. They both look the same to me.” Dejected, he somewhat slumped down, his shoulder fell as though he was coming close to giving up. Ignoring his reaction, I brought my hands to his shirt and started buttoning them up. Absentmindedly, I started tying the bow tie around his neck but a sound of dismissal made me stop my actions.

Zach tries to tell me. “Okay, little boy, well then,” I change my tone to a more serious one and I hold his hands. “I think your father needs to reconsider who he leaves the title Alpha to. An Alpha cannot act this way, even at 4 years old. A Tyrant will lose, every single time. And the way you are acting, is the way a Tyrant behaves.” “What is a Tyrant?” Tony asks me, but Betty answers. “A tyrant is someone who will not listen to others, who believes their word is the only law and acts before thinking everything all the way through,” Betty explains, kneeling beside me, so we are both looking into our sons’ eyes.

"Who's the leader? The Supreme Priest asked pointing with his staff to the captives. "The blood of the innocent will fall upon you," declared Theobald proudly, taking a step forward. Four warriors from to the Northern clan took Theobald by his arms and piercing his back with their spears, forced him to cross the bridge and kneel before the Golden Snake. The gems on the Golden Serpent glittered illuminated by the torches. A warrior handed the High Priest an ax with a large blade of sharp metal.

the Blondie boy with lollipop said as he come to look more closely at Isekai and Thanatos as if checking them out. "i guess you guys has voiced out your displeasures enough, now i believe it is time to continue so all those you that hasn't seemed finished with their displeasure you could sure close your mouth now let me finish then you can voice out the one you haven't after i am done," T-Rex said after seeing that the noise has subsided with the remaining that talking being a few. "Tyrant, Tyrannical and the rest is really derived from tyrannosaurus,"Thanatos said as he can't help giggling to himself causing both Isekai and Uraraka to look at him weirdly.

This was an year old picture of him standing topless for the playboy magazine. "Now what the hell is wrong with her?" Troy frowned and then walked out of the office instantly, wiping away the sweat from his forehead. The only person Troy was afraid of was his grandmother, Mrs. Herarld Dawson, his only living family. Troy was closest to her grandmother ever since he was born and perhaps that is why she was the only person who could control the untammed tiger.

Soon the mesmerising laughter died out and the man heaved shamelessly in front of the now, completely embarrassed Alexis. "You're a tyrant." She coldly said, shocking everyone else on the table except, of course, the emperor. "How dare a plebeian like you call me such!" Alexis couldn't tell if he was mad or just saying it because he was used to it. "What is that word? What does it mean?" She was fed up with this King. 'What a clown!'

He gently wiped the blood and vomit off my face, and the rest of my torso. It was astonishing that the man who was known to be the tyrant, the one who had ripped someone’s heart out in front of my eyes seconds ago, was handling me like a delicate glass doll that might break, caring for me with the tenderness of a feather. My body automatically leaned into the safety of his arms, resting my head against his large chest. "Fuck!" he cursed, as he wrapped his arms around me, supporting my limp body. I slowly breathed into his skin, inhaling his spicy musk. With each whiff, my erratic heart moved away from this chaotic butcher house and towards the calm green pastures, detangling my thoughts and