Heavenly Tyrant Novels & Stories

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

She arches a thin gray brow. “Traitors,” Fireside affirms, apparently oblivious to the new weight in the air, the sizzle raising the hairs on everyone’s arms and legs. “What else would you call those who flaunt the natural order? Who rise against their alpha and seek to sow disorder and discontent? What other word for those who place their selfish interests above the unity and good of the pack?” The witch replies softly, but I have no doubt she can be heard at the very back of the hall. “Oh, I would call such a male worse than a traitor, and I would say to him that his time is coming, for him and all his ilk.”

It was as if an otherworldly god had descended, looking down on the mortals on earth in pure domination. Everyone's souls began to quake. They lowered their heads, wanting nothing more than to bury themselves in the ground. None of them dared to look this terrifying force in the eye. Just then, Wilbur cried out, "Domain: Tyrant of No Other." As Wilbur activated his Domain, Tyrant of No Other. His power, aura, spiritual energy, defenses, speed, and other aspects of his skills were multiplied greatly. Wilbur had already been abnormally terrifying, and this new form practically turned into a tyrant descending on earth and demanding for the people to quake in his presence.

"No. Father, I do not, I will not accept this arrangement. I do not see my future with this man. I can't !" Her father saw the frustration in his daughter's eyes. "Very Well then. Now go on" She stared at her father and walked out. The heavy thought of their decision stays on her mind all night. She could not sleep. Her legs pulled her out of her bed and she let them take her to the closed doors of her balcony. The moon was vibrant. Beautiful. But there was always something devilish about the nights in the Kingdom, due to that forest. When her eyes fell from the moon to the forest below her curiosity rose. The devil's forest as they said. She could see the dark black soil that started from t

Dennis watched himself crawl, battered and pathetic, out of the wreckage of his prized Level 6 land dreadnought. "Kill him." A young man's voice, cold and indifferent, rang out over the ruins, carrying no emotion at all, as though crushing a cockroach underfoot. The next instant, a violent gust of wind tore through. Dennis looked up in terror to see a massive, winged monstrosity dropping out of the sky. It was a modified Tyrant, its muscles like cast steel, its eyes gleaming with bloodthirsty red light. The creature reached out a massive hand, snatched him up like a chicken, and flew high into the sky.

The child did not yet know she had been born into a betrayal. ​Seraphyne lowered her gaze, her face beautiful beyond the limits of mortal imagination. Hair like woven sunlight cascaded over robes intricately embroidered with shifting constellations, while a crown of living, pulsing radiance floated just above her brow. Throughout the countless territories under her vast dominion, temples had been erected in her honor, kings bled for her favor, and millions of faithful offered their desperate devotion each day. She was the High Goddess of Radiance, an undisputed victor of three consecutive Rankings, and one of the most terrifyingly powerful deities in Heaven.

I whispered, taking in the beauty he possessed. "Well, I'm not one of those men, you know. I'm different. I'm the god, sweetheart Hana. I don't do shit those men do." He sneered and it was mixed with confidence and disdain over the men alive on this earth. Because he thought he was superior. And he was not lying.

"Celeste urk te, sief trex novum, matrane ont eïy -" As he recites, the earth began to quake, the sky rumbled with thunderstorms, tornadoes of wind rode aimlessly... "- qzarx zodiaque sies. I command you, to whom holds the keys of the heavens, the doors of the ethereal. I seek thy aid, and I call upon thee, o princes: Gemini, the balance: Libra, and the maiden: Virgo. I offer my flesh as a sacrifice -" as he said these words, the sky bore the sight as of blood, and the sun became darker than night and a bright silver ring traced round its sides with a blacker center.

“Ahh dad it hurts, I can't do it. I won't be able to pull it through” Terrick is going through his first transition. And like everyone else, it hurts. His bones are shattering and bending in the wrong direction. This is a world fill with supernatural creatures such as witches, vampires, and wolves. And the humans who are here are ignorant of the existence of these supernatural creatures. Terrick is the alpha's son and soon to be alpha. His father Marcus Clarkson rule the moon pack with integrity, equality, and strictness. He is the supreme Alpha, the ruler of all other alphas.

Henry*** The sky bled fire—crimson tendrils streaking across the heavens like the last breath of a dying god. Smoke coiled in black spirals, choking out the stars, and in the glow of that apocalyptic dawn, the world trembled. Buildings burned like paper. Trees split open, screaming with sap and flame. It was as if the sky itself had turned traitor—spilling fury upon a land already drowning in sorrow.