I Grabbed The Tyrant's Heart Novels & Stories

Jereum fell to his knees and let out an ear deafening shriek, clutching at his melting face. One of the tyrants sent a big boot into Jereum's chest which sent his head slamming into the tar—cracking the solid ground. The tyrant swung the stake back and then brought his hands crashing through the air and towards Jereum's chest. My heart raced as I watched in horror, I clenched my fists as angered filled my veins. In a crack I sped towards the assault it was like I had warped through space and just somehow teleported in front of the tyrant. I pushed him back with a strength I didn't even know I had. The tyrant was thrown into the air, soaring about fifty meters back.

Her eyes caught sight of the mark on his chest, her eyes squinted briefly at the mark before she forcefully looked away. Jeffery threw his head to the back, his teeth gritting as he struggled, his body was completely bare and his nudity was in the hands of the woman he hated! "Just a little while...." Queen Isle says cheekily, grabbing the rod in the fire as she lifts it. "....you will feel this rod on your erection," she added. "Please, don't do it! Please, don't do it!" Jeffery growls, he couldn't help but beg. He fears for his life, he doesn't have to die now that he wishes to revenge for his dead wife and child!

Scratching the back of his neck he nervously looked at them and added “ i’m sorry if i disturbed you guys, but from here it looked like the guy is forcing himself on you, so thought to offer any help…if i was right “. “ Well, you’re right but I think I can handle this. Just a second '' Jenny replied confidently, not flinching at all, Cabir turned and looked at Jenny questioningly. She smiled toothly making him more confused. But the next seconds her smile turned into an evil smirk and his confusing look turned into painful pleading. “ ahhh…..ahhh you …..ummm “ within a second Cabir left her hand as he cried out of pain, sheer pain. Deathfully painful.

The environment is clearly tense; whispered words and acknowledgments abound in the air. Lucas's voice disturbs the still, low and harsh. "You cannot keep a toy with her heart, manipulating her." "Heart?," ask The man laughs, the edge of a sneer pulling at his mouth. She is not a game to be participated in. I will not allow anyone to steal her from me; she is everything I have ever desired. As his words really hit me, my breath freezes in my throat. "What do you mean?" My voice is almost a whisper, a combination of curiosity and terror.

It was satisfying seeing him helpless knowing that I was getting the revenge I deserved. I reached the pulsating organ and I dropped the knife. I stared Titan in the eye as I dug down to retrieve his heart which I did most painfully, pulling it with all my might to increase the pain, "To hell where you belong!" I pulled it out with force and stuffed it in his mouth which was wide open from pain.

--- **The Heart's Deception** The forest resists. Branches twist into snares. Lightning animates glass wolves, their howls ringing like shattered windows. Tyrax's gift-the current in my blood-lets me shatter them, but each burst drains me, leaving charred nerves and phantom storms. Eden fights differently now, his void scars leaching darkness into the soil, sprouting obsidian brambles that strangle the forest's wrath. We find the heart at dusk. A stormcloud trapped in a glass orb, suspended atop a plinth of fused lightning. It seethes, its core a swirling eye of green-black fury. The First Storm, the Weaver's first failure.

I stated. Then I drew my arm back and punched it through his chest. My hand wrapped around his heart, and I squeezed it tightly. “Goodbye, Tyler Eric Houston. Goddess-speed,” I whispered and tore the heart from his chest. I held it up, tore it in half, and dropped it onto the floor. Then I turned and fell into Adrian’s arms, weeping.

“Brat, why are they chasing after you?” Exhausted, Alex slumped to the ground. “I somehow encountered a huge heart that lives inside my body as its host. These two guys are here to snatch it. It seems to be of a great origin, but it has fused with my heart. I can’t possibly gouge my heart out, right?” Grand Emperor Rowan stared at the location of his heart again and again. Alex covered his heart with his hand quickly. “What are you doing? You aren’t trying to steal my heart, too?”

"And he chose poorly." Before any of us could blink, Lucien plunged his claws straight into Tyler's chest. The sound,a sharp crunch of ribs breaking, flesh tearing, shattered what remained of my sanity. Tyler's eyes went wide in pure shock. His mouth opened, no words, just a strangled gurgle. Lucien's hand clenched around something, and with a slow, vicious motion, he yanked it free. Tyler's heart. Still beating. Held like a trophy in Lucien's blood-soaked hand.

“I am willing to give you a chance. Would you join me so we can overthrow Tyris, or would you like to stand by him and die with him?” “Never will I stoop so low to be on your side,” I said, creasing my forehead and flashing her a look of disapproval. Ivy dashed toward me, clutching my neck with her claws. I gasped with enlarged eyes as I felt my throat closing up and restricting the flow of oxygen. My heart thrummed against my chest, threatening to fly out of my ribcage, and I parted my lips, “Let me go!” I screamed, clawing at her hairy claws.