Novel & Cerita I Became The Tyrant's Servant

Emily was the perfect tool to tear Serena’s power away. “I won’t kill you today,” I announced, cold satisfaction settling into my bones. “Instead, you will serve her. Raise your head.” Serena obeyed. A thick smear of blood was already dripping down her forehead from the impact of the stone, and the sight of her humiliation was deeply amusing. “She will supervise every single thing you do,” I commanded. “And you will serve her with all your heart, or I will hand you over to the executioner.” “Yes, sire,” Serena choked out, her voice trembling. “I will serve her with everything I have.”

She shut her eyes for a moment and in no time screamed a second time, her hands propelled forward, about to hit her when a loud voice came from behind. “Enough. That's enough.” Everyone anticipating Eirlys next move, dispersed themselves and acted all composed. Eirlys turned her head, slowly releasing her hold on the girl. They were no different from each other based on their looks. Both in their 20’s. “What's going on here?” The voice came again. It was the Tyrant. The Alpha of the pack. He walked amidst the prisoners while three guards walked behind him. Everyone bowed their heads as he walked past them. They all knew the Tyrant for his ruthless judgement and the way he dealt with slaves l

被迫直视那双深邃的眼睛，林依兰终于开口说道：“你是反叛组织的首领。” “为什么？” “我养伤期间大概猜到了一些。”他充满压迫感的目光迫使她继续说道，“谁敢在贫民窟里公然窝藏士兵？谁能让前任首领的儿子保持沉默？谁敢从秀娃基地掠夺武器？谁能给我一块水晶，让我可以在贫民窟里自由出入，免受流浪汉的骚扰……”

“You’re no better than the other Alphas that hunt us down. Worse, even.” Murmurs of agreement rippled through the kneeling rogues. The air was thick with tension, the kind that could either break into violence or something else entirely. I studied her for a long moment before exhaling, shaking my head slightly. “You think I enjoy this?” My voice was softer now, the edge of steel replaced with something almost contemplative. Sera narrowed her eyes, thrown off by the shift. “Don’t pretend you’re some reluctant tyrant.” I smiled. “No, I’m no tyrant, Sera. Tyrants take and take until there’s nothing left.” I gestured vaguely. “But look around you. I don’t take—I build.”

Ivy whispered, her head falling back against his shoulder. "Let them," Dante replied, his voice a low, possessive vow. "Tyranny is just another word for a world that has finally found its center. I spent a lifetime building cages for other people, Ivy. Now, I’ve built a world that is a cage only for us. And I’m never letting you out." The "Inherited Pulse" reached a crescendo, a rhythmic thrumming in their blood that matched the flickering lights of the city below. They were the sovereigns of the heights. They were the architects of the Mercury Throne.

"You're a prince! How can you still..." "So what if I'm a prince?" He stripped off his shirt, revealing his lean, muscular torso. "Out there, I'm the ruler of the Vandermere clan. In here, I'm your property." "The two aren't mutually exclusive." He climbed onto the bed and pinned me beneath him. "Besides, you've always enjoyed ordering me around, haven't you?" "I have not..." "You have," he whispered in my ear. "Every time you'd blush and say, 'Adrian, I want it,' I could feel your excitement."

“You will be fighting me. And, news flash, I am the Luna.” Terrence laughed even harder. “Don't insult me. You are not fit to clean my house.” Moving closer until a thin line separated them, “are you afraid that I will beat you? Backing off already?” “Are you scared of a little girl? If you back out, we have won, and I will make sure that you become the best manservant in my pack.” “What is she doing?” Viktor whispered into the ear of Tyler. “She is getting on my nerves,” he growled back.

"Yes, dear. You are here to serve me. From now on, you will be with me 24 hours. All matters regarding me are your responsibility from now on." This is insane! Is he really a pervert? What is he trying to pull? "But you already have a lot of servants!” I protested. “And they're always at your beck and call too! Why the hell would you have me kidnapped for this? And who gives new clothes and breakfast in bed to a servant?” This was driving me crazy. Was he playing with me? Probably, a rotten rich vampire prince playing for fun. But I was not going to play hooky with him. No way!

I can't stand before Darius right now. I continued not minding where I was going to. 'You are this ungrateful? I brought you out of your den and you tell me this? I saved your life. You should be grateful. I rescued your life. You are nothing but a servant.' His words kept ringing in my head. I am nothing but a servant. I am everyone servant and no matter where I go to, that wouldn't change. That is what I was destined by the moon goddess to be. How cruel could she be? I did nothing wrong to deserve this.

Filthy I may be… but the truth remains. Beneath the dirt and blood, I have achieved what countless fools dream of. I have seized youth, power, life itself. And I would do it all over again. There’s a knock at the door. I compose myself, standing tall despite the throbbing in my shoulder, and call, “Enter.” The door opens, and a young man steps inside, his head lowered in deference. Now that I am no longer delirious with pain, I recognize him — one of the servants who had dragged me to this room earlier.