Novel & Cerita I Became The Tyrant Of A Defense Game

Understanding these alliances is crucial for my success. Mutiny was a crime, yet Darius seized the throne, and no one challenged his actions. If my father had been a tyrant, Darius's coup might have been justified, but my father was beloved by the people. Instead, it was Darius who was a wicked king, yet his reign continued unchallenged. It was clear to me that something was deeply wrong with the system in the Ironclaw region, and I was determined to uncover the truth.

he leaned closer, his voice lowering to a deadly whisper, “...I want to see Clarisse’s world burn.” Adrian was silent for a moment. Then slowly something appeared on his face—not a smile, but a thin line of newly grown darkness. “Fine,” he said. “Then let’s start this war.” Ilsa held Adrian’s hand. “I’ll protect you, Son.” Adrian bowed slightly to his mother. But Lucian patted Adrian on the shoulder. “There is no protection, Brother.” He smiled cynically. “We don’t defend. We attack.” That night, two new forces were born:

The guy screamed out in pain, as blood started gushing out of his neck. ************************* "Noooooooooooo!!!!" Both Wise One and Herbert screamed out of their sleep, and start breathing heavily. "The Tyrant Hybrid has awoken!!" THE END Book two would be available starting from next month!

The man exclaimed. "Tyrant?, Why did you suddenly just call me to my position?" The Tyrant said flatly. The man tried to break free but Ara fired her gun so it fell to the floor. "I told you not to move, or else you're dead!." "Who the hell are you?!" The other man shouted. "Don’t you know the policy ?! You cannot hurt a member of another organization in this event!." The Tyrant laughed while still sitting then teasingly clapped three times. "You did a great job!" The tyrant praises Ara.

I was a wolfless daughter, unwanted by my pack and ignored by my father. On my eighteenth birthday, he finally gave me a gift: a death sentence. I was chosen to become the eleventh bride of Tyrant Conri, the Alpha King feared by the entire realm. Ten wives had entered his palace before me. Ten had died, torn apart by the tyrant’s own hands. But before I could be sent to his bed, I was attacked in a dark alley—and saved by a stranger with burning green eyes. He touched me. Kissed me. Marked me. Then vanished before the bond could be completed. Now I am trapped in the palace of the monster king, wearing the title of his bride, while my body still remembers the man from the alley. I don’t know

For the love of the game. The five minutes drag but they end and the prof starts talking again and I sink back into my chair, shoulders tight, telling myself over and over you got this Yuto, you’re here for one reason, keep your head down, study, protect dad, don’t look at her, don’t talk to her, don’t remember how she used to make you feel like the smartest guy in the room. I sneak one last glance anyway because I’m weak and she’s looking right at me this time, eyebrows up a little like she’s about to wave or say something, and my chest squeezes so hard it hurts. I turn away fast, pretend I’m checking my phone, heart racing like I just ran a mile.

Irene’s POV I peeled it off, hating the way his eyes trailed and lingered on my skin like I was a snack he wanted to devour. “You’re a tyrant.” I hissed, wanting him to feel a fraction of my hatred. He just shrugged lile he couldn’t care about my opinion. “Move faster, dove. We don’t have all night.” I gritted my teeth, swallowing the retort on my tongue as I took of my jeans then my underwear followed.

“You are an idiot.” Tony glared at me as he refilled our whiskey glasses. “The Killian I know would have never done what you did.” He clicked his tongue before sitting on the sofa in my study. “And what did I do that is so unlike me?” I snatched my glass from the coffee table and took a decent drink. Tony frowned. “You are playing someone else's game! You're not attacking, you play in defense! Furthermore, you've taken a few steps back and given them the field!”

I felt myself defend him as I quickly straightened back up and looked to Tyler for some support. "She's right April. You were last." She folded her weak arms against her body in irritation before settling down and embracing the warmth of the water we were now all immersed into. "Let's play a game." Tyler announced and move to the middle of where everyone was standing. "First to knock the other off the person's shoulders, wins." We all smiled and agreed as I paired with Tyler and climbed onto his shoulders by him leaning down and holding my legs for support. April climbed onto Henry's before we finally were facing each other, the game being led by Harvey, Valentina and Tom.

The best way to explain what happened was that they were barbecued into ash. ‘HELL YES! WE HAVE A NEW WAR MOVE!’ Tyre roared, strutting around in my head like he was the Ares, the God of War, himself. No idea what he was like, but Tyre was acting like the new one. ‘AND YOU TURN TO ASH! AND YOU TURN TO ASH! AND YOUUUU TURN TO ASH!’ he called out with his best Oprah impression. He had been spending way too much time with Deke. Both Deke and Apollo loved Oprah.