I Grabbed The Tyrant's Heart Novels & Stories

He pushed himself towards Darius and continued his speech, “I am going to prove to everyone that you are not fit to be Alpha an…..” Tyson didn’t get to finish his sentence because, in that instant, Darius grabbed him by the neck and dug his claws into Tyson’s chest. He twisted his arms inside Tyson’s chest until he pulled out his heart. Tyson’s lifeless body fell to the ground while Darius continued to breathe heavily, his body caught up in rage. Darius held up Tyson’s heart that was covered in blood and he growled, turning his gaze across the room “Is there anyone here who is willing to die?”

When I first met that devil, he smirked with those fox eyes, taking pride in holding the hearts of all mortals in his hand. Me? I smile, too. Because I was born with alexithymia, meaning I’m a heartless sociopath that doesn’t feel any emotions. Nice to meet you, Mr. Devil. I grin at him, licking my canine. How are you going to manipulate my heart, when I don’t have one? ------ Chapter 001 The Soul Trial [Thanks for joining the Soul Trial, hero D25M12! Upon your triumph, you will be blessed with a superpower personalized for you!]

"Today we took it back!" "Yes, Yes." "We took it back." "They couldn't stand a chance against our King. He slit the throat of the Tyrant and killed the people that tormented us. He killed our killers and he'll live a happy life. Long live the King!" The first man yelled, and the others soon joined him. "Long live the King." "And then he stopped with his hand gestures and he sighed. "From this day forward, I King take Princess La Reine as my Slave." TBC

Then she would not be kidnapped by Sea Dragon Palace, and Ambrose would not have to come to her rescue. Ambrose felt the power of Forsythe's attack. His pupils shrunk, and he ignored Heather calling him. He stared at Forsythe's bloody right palm. "There is no telling who will die today." Ambrose let out a yell. He held the Tyrant Hammer with both hands. Suddenly, a ferocious strength gushed out of the Tyrant Hammer and into Ambrose's body.

I growl, my claws extending as I trace them over his frantically beating heart. "Nickolas, please," he sobs, tears mixing with the blood on his face. He's trapped, his legs riddled with arrows, unable to run. "Say hi to your daughter for me," I snarl, plunging my claws into his chest and ripping out his still-beating heart. I close my eyes, feeling the warm, slick organ pulsing in my grip, his blood dripping onto the ground at my feet. I take a deep, shuddering breath, a sense of grim satisfaction washing over me.

he breathes heavily, dropping us to our knees before his mate's body, and with his fingers now linked between mine, thrusts our hands into her chest. The gritty texture of her coat is soon replaced by the feeling of wet rubber sliding under my hands, while Trent's fingers let go of my mine just enough to grasp around what's under my palm. He rips at it, crushing my hand in the process, as he drags a piece of her back out with our hands. His palm slides down from where my hands hold the remnants of what has to be her heart to my elbow, dropping to my waist. Every ounce of oxygen has been sucked from the air around me as Corbyn's words play over in my head.

The mark is still there, what was Javier saying earlier? Tyr is submerged in his own thoughts, so he doesn't notice the dark shadow cast over him. He feels the presence too late just before a powerful hand grasps his neck. Choking Tyr's whole head into the cool lake's water. * *

Tyler felt himself getting pushed to the side, away from the man’s heart, which lay unmoving beneath his palm, pulsating weakly, threatening to break free any minute now. The man struggled to breathe beneath him, but Tyler wasn’t about to let go. He needed to keep the hunter where he could hear his heart beat. Tyler closed his eyes, blocking out the sound of rushing blood in his ears and concentrating solely on the hunter’s heartbeat. It beat strongly in his ears, a constant and soothing rhythm that he wanted to capture forever and imprint deep into his memory. The beating gave him courage. He lifted his other hand above his head, ready to crush his enemy’s skull.

The minute I turned, whatever little chance my baby had to survive would be gone. I had failed to protect her. She had been through so much already. Being druged up for weeks, and the torture. “I’m so sorry.” I whispered to her. “What was that?” Carter asked but I didn’t answer. I closed my eyes and opened my mind up. I was done fighting him. “Shift! Now!” I screamed as my ankles twisted and turned. This was it. I shut my eyes and opened my mind up, it was the last play I had. I reached out to Luciano and felt him in my mind for the first time in what felt like forever.

“The elders are on my side now, they no longer owe any loyalty to you or your father.” And I knew at that moment that I'd been defeated. I'd lost everything. I’d lost my father’s legacy and Pack to a monster whom I once trusted with my life. Hot tears rapidly rolled down my chin. “But I loved you,” My voice trembled but it was the truth. Gods, I was so pathetic. “And I still love you, Lurien—” “I Lurien Valcarian—” I gasped. “W-what are you doing?”