I Grabbed The Tyrant's Heart Novels & Stories

His angry blue eyes stare right at me as his gigantic hands grope my hair dragging me away from the elevator, my glasses fall down and the further he dragged me away, the smaller it seemed to become. The pain beneath his forceful fingers is so excruciating and bone cracking that I struggle to free myself. I groan in pain raising my leg intending to kick his balls but unfortunately, he grips my leg tight as he mouths silently; "No no, peanut." He says with his beautiful blue eyes staring at me. My skin beneath his fingers hurts like a rope is fastened to it, tying it like the neck of a hanged victim. I move opening my mouth, my teeth pierces into his arm, but he doesn't budge instead a needle

CALANTHA My heartbeat accelerated as panic rushed through me at once. I tried to adjust my eyes to the dark room, but all I could see was pitch black. Immediately, my body went into fight mode as I grabbed my abductor’s hand tight, trying to fight it off. Unsuccessful. I screamed beneath his hand but my voice was muffled. Which made me wonder…of all places to kidnap someone, it had to be in the gym room? “Shhh…” His whisper filled my ear, sending an odd, sweet heat through my body. His hard toned body pressed hard behind me.

I said, taking it and turning away. “Miss Maddox… good luck,” she said, her voice dripping with mockery. When I turned back, her red-painted lips curved into a wicked smile. I ignored her. All I wanted was to get this over with. I pressed the elevator button to the first floor, my feet trembling. “Lord, please guide me…” I whispered. I was never the praying type, but fear made me one tonight. At room 102, I placed the card over the door lock, my heart thumping loudly.

He looked up abruptly, smoothly removing his dark shades. The impact was immediate. Ruby’s breath hitched as she found herself drawn into the most mesmerizing pair of cold blue eyes she had ever seen. They were sharp and assessing, devoid of any warmth. The man took a deliberate moment, his gaze sweeping over her from head to toe with a dismissive air, before finally settling on her face. A faint and barely noticeable smirk played on his lips. “I didn’t tell you, I’m deaf, did I Red?” he drawled, his voice smooth yet laced with an unmistakable undercurrent of arrogant irritation as he referred to her red hair.

They slipped past each other, close enough to feel the warmth but never connecting. Cold hands grabbed Tyra from behind and yanked her toward the broken window. Night air hit her face. The inn shrank behind her. Troy’s voice tore across the chaos. "Tyra!" The last thing she saw was his hand still reaching for hers as darkness swallowed everything.

All he has to do is yield. Dante’s face remains hard as he glares at me. He snaps his sharp teeth and tries to wriggle free from my grasp. He’s defiant even as I hold his life in my hand, even as I offer him mercy. The claws ease out of my fingertips and in one swift motion I rip his heart out of his chest.

Well let me go see him and tell him how much I love him. I was about to open the ward’s door when I felt a strong hand pull me back, I lost my footing and almost fell but I was caught by the same strong hand that pulled me. What on earth? “Easy!!” I heard the already too familiar voice say, his overpowering presence suddenly seemed to bear down on me. This can’t be happening Looking up and with all of my anger obvious in my eyes, I called out the name of the person I hate the most “ONTARIO, what do you want?”

It was the truth—a truth that sent a shiver down my spine. Baird was the son of Alpha Grayson, a man who many regarded as 'The tyrant'. That also made him the heir of the Storm pack. He would also inherit his father's unsavory title, he would become the next tyrant. The realization hit me like a punch to the gut, leaving me breathless. How could this be happening? The man who had saved my life, the one who had shown me kindness and warmth, was destined to become the very monster I had feared all my life.

I had finally grown up, finally able to give her the life she deserved, yet she never lived to see a single day of it, because they stole that future from her. Before I knew it, my hand flew up. I slapped Ryan as hard as I could. "Get the hell out!"

he shouted. “No one can hear you Tyler and nobody is coming to help”, Yasmin said moving closer to him. Tyler whimpered as she raised a hand to his cheek, stroking it with her now sharpened nails, drawing a little blood. “Please…have mercy”, he pleaded. “I’m afraid I can’t do that, not even for someone as cute as you”, Yasmin whispered in his ear. She stepped back slightly and plunged her hand into his chest. Her eyes blazed bright red and she ripped out his soul. Tyler slumped against the bars as Yasmin considered the glowing orb in her hands. It was half covered in darkness. Not the most corrupted soul she’d held but it would suffice none the less. She placed the soul into the box she’d br