I Became The Tyrant's Servant Novels & Stories

"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.

Bye, Lins," Jennifer said as she ended the call. She dropped the phone on her bed and stood up. She went over to the restroom area. DEAR READERS, I must inform you that the journey of this Book one has come to a close. The captivating tale of THE TYRANT BILLIONAIRE has reached its end, but fear not, this is only the beginning. Book Two is around the corner. It is going to be captivating and worth your time. I am currently working on the book two and everything is going to be ready before next month. Stay tuned for the book two. Thanks alot

"Luciano Dinero, Alpha of the ice claw pack.'' He introduced and I simply nodded. I wasn't in the mood to talk since I know I'm nothing but a slave, so what's the use of engaging in a conversation. The rest of the ride was a silent one, deep down, his intimidating aura was enough to make me tremble with fear, but I tried to act tough and un bothered. When we finally arrived, we both stepped out of the car and I was amazed by the magnificent sight in front of me, his home was more like a palace, there was so much guards around and when they saw him, they all bowed in respect. He walked inside with me closely behind him, when we got in, he suddenly came to a stop and I did too. His back was tu

He said. Then he turned and walked away, his footsteps steady on the stone path, his back straight, his head high. I watched him go and I felt the anger and the fear and the desperation all swirling together in my chest, threatening to choke me. I did not know if I could do this. I did not know if I could pretend anymore. I did not know if I could stand by and watch that servant take everything that was supposed to be mine. If Isora is mated to one twin…

Tears burned behind my eyes and I tried to twist away, but his grip was unrelenting. "The sooner you accept that, the easier this will be for you," he continued. "You should be grateful. How many omegas get elevated to be the King's breeder? You'll have the finest rooms, the best food, anything you want." "Except freedom," I choked out. "Except my own life." Something flickered in his eyes but it was gone, before I could identify what it was. "Freedom is an illusion," he said. "Everyone serves someone. At least you'll serve in comfort."

“Who said—“ Adrian stood up, leaned forward, and grabbed Clarisse’s jaw roughly. “If you’re not their blood... then you’re nothing more than a burden that they use and then discard. And I... might have to do the same.” His grip tightened. Clarisse began to tremble. Adrian smiled slightly— A very dangerous devil’s banquet. “You shouldn’t have provoked me.”

the soldier by my right supplied and the Palace guard's frown deepened. “A sex slave?” He echoed. “The king will not accept such, take her away!” My heart began racing wildly. I couldn't tell if it was from nervousness or excitement. Was I about to witness a miracle? Do I not need to work as the king's whore? “We can not do that,” One of the soldiers pressed, squashing my hope. “Our Alpha will behead us and our family!” “Not my business!” “Please! You can kill us if you want, but we won't leave!”

Her white eyes are teary and her face contorts into sadness as if she is in deep pain. “I…I…” she sobs. “I told you, my lord! I am Vanya Ikvir!” She sobs hard, looking scared and timid which makes Lavi growl. “You fu-” He starts to curse but Anna only wails louder. “I…I was only following your orders to spar with you!” She cries. “I am nothing but a s-slave from Soloma! I lost my Emperor and my lands to Ezealyra! I-I o-only want a proper h-h-ome a-a-and to serve you with all m-my hard work!”