Heavenly Tyrant Novels & Stories

"As long as the evil soul tied with the destiny of the Tyrant Hybrid is alive, and closer to him, the world would be destroyed into pieces!! The evil soul must be eliminated first before the Tyrant Hybrid can be killed!" Those were the words that the seer uttered loudly...

He is taking advantage of her weakness. "Don't listen to him and come with me" the person who could show her heaven invited her with his open arms. "Come here or you will regret it for your life" the person who is showing her the hell, warned her. She looked between both of them getting confused whom should she choose? If she chooses heaven then her family's life would be at stake and if she chooses hell then she would become a living dead body. She is stuck 'Between Hell and Heaven'

The guy that I thought would love me for the rest of my life. I didn’t know what was wrong with me. Why wasn't I still enough for him when I had already achieved everything a woman could be proud of? I was the heiress to the Greyfur Pack. I was the next Luna, and he was supposed to be my Alpha, who would unite strength with our pack. Tyler was an honorable man. He owned many charities all over the city and had a kind heart that no one saw because he was always known as a proud and arrogant Alpha who loved to brag about his wealth and titles.

It looked ferocious and exuded a powerful pressure. “Squeak, squeak…” The rat apparition screeched and shot out a bolt of lightning aimed straight at Andrius. “Unrivaled Under the Heavens!” Andrius swung his spear, the tip of it meeting the lighting. Although he shattered the lightning bolt, his arm tingled numbly. He knew he could not drag out the fight, so he immediately activated his heavenly fire ring, pushing his immortal essence to its limit. “Tyrant’s Ascendance!”

Once upon a time, in a far-off land, there was a powerful Lycan King named Alpha Jerri Bullet. He was feared by all, for his cruelty and merciless ways knew no bounds. Jerri was known to enslave humans and werewolves alike, using them for his pleasure and as soldiers in his army. Under his reign, the land had become a place of fear and oppression. But despite his tyranny, there were those who still dared to resist him. Those who were ready to go down, and be totally free from his torments.

“Don’t be so tense, Mrs. Hayes. We just wanted to inform you that your son, Nicholas, was very cooperative when we picked him up from school earlier today.” My world seemed to stop. “What? What do you mean?!” “Mrs. Emma Hayes has handed Nicholas over as living collateral for the 170 million dollar debt owed to our organization. If you want the child returned in one piece, prepare the money within 24 hours. Or…” “Or what?!” I screamed hysterically. “Or your son will be auctioned off on the black market. Don’t even think about contacting the police, unless you want to see his head delivered to you in a gift box.”

Reagan raised a brow. “Crescent Moon is a prosperous pack, rich with vegetation, topography perfect for fortresses and located in a prime region nestled between mountains and the sea.” He spoke. “That’s just the pros of the land. The members are educated in combat, healing, and foraging. They are neo were-wolves. I dare you to take over them. Take their land and take their loyalty.” Reagan’s lips curled into a crooked grin. “Is that a challenge, Freddie?”

"She was already dead inside—I simply made it literal." The casual brutality of it shocks me into action. Five of us remain now, and I can feel the weight of their combined will pressing against my skull like a migraine made of memories. The Tyrant-me smiles at the God-me with genuine appreciation. "Efficient. I approve. Perhaps we should form an alliance—cosmic power and absolute authority working in harmony." But the God-me's stellar gaze turns to her with something that might be amusing. "I need no allies, little queen. Your frozen kingdom is dust compared to the galaxies I've conquered."

A powerful energy of physical might spread, striking fear into the hearts of all watching warriors. The beasts growled lowly, expressing their awe. To beasts, a strong body and overflowing vitality were the most instinctively intimidating things. "How strong! Floodgate Hall's leader must've mastered some kind of battle physique. What is it?" people whispered. The question echoed in countless minds. High in the sky, Gideon felt the heavy energy and asked, "Sir, your battle physique is impressive." Silas smiled. "It's called the Heaven Tyrant Physique." "Heaven Tyrant Physique?"

Helixia leaned closer "it is boldly written all over your face" Tyron raised a brow. "And what might that be?" "You mortals call it....Greed," Helixia said bluntly. "Greed..." Tyron repeated, confused. "Tyron Evergray, as the leader of the Guardian Wolves, the one thing you should never do is to try and fool a celestial, especially one who has lived as long as I have." "And what makes you think I'd actually try to deceive a celestial". Tyron asked calmly "When we first arrived here, I already knew that something just wasn't right, but I couldn't tell what it was exactly until I saw it for myself, when you saw that poor little girl, the look on your eyes is the same look you have right now, n