I Tamed A Tyrant Novels & Stories

She stood up and went inside her room. She threw herself on the bed, she cried everything she should cry, she thought about being betrayed and thought about Mr. Leo, She got angrier and more angry. What will I do with the man? He is so different from me. He has avoided it as a person. "a damn tyrant". She shouted and soaked her face on the pillow.

King Zavan said. “My Alpha,” Beta Tyler said. But not without a glance towards me before he stood up. The Tyrant King knelt before me then. “Come,” he said, holding a massive hand out towards me. “There is nothing left for you here.” My gaze trailed from the span of his palm, to the now-silent, now-unmoving corpse. Derek’s eyes were still partially open. Blood leaked from his slackened mouth. It was a horror, but more vivid were the images behind my eyelids that reawoken to tuck this one in among the fold. Surely I would see it in my dreams afterall.

Tyler attacked Ian again, biting him as much as he could while Ian struggled with his bare hands which were no good against the Jaws and claws of the ferocious beast. I could no longer feel my legs, but it seemed the wine has no effects on Tyler. Perhaps turning into his wolf nullified the powers of the drug. That was bad. My hard pounded hard against my ribs. Ian had one chance left, but from the situation, he was hopeless. We were hopeless. “just morph out too. Please.” I shouted with tears, fear and anxiety. The arena was full of whispers. Tyler had won two rounds of the three. The eeriness of silence ached my head. Tyler rushing off towards Ian with all the force he could find in him, wa

The man exclaimed. "Tyrant?, Why did you suddenly just call me to my position?" The Tyrant said flatly. The man tried to break free but Ara fired her gun so it fell to the floor. "I told you not to move, or else you're dead!." "Who the hell are you?!" The other man shouted. "Don’t you know the policy ?! You cannot hurt a member of another organization in this event!." The Tyrant laughed while still sitting then teasingly clapped three times. "You did a great job!" The tyrant praises Ara.

He liked things rougher, and I enjoyed getting to know that part of him. I muttered, "You're just too huge, Tyr!" He smirked and picked the right time to drill directly into my g-spot. Through the mind-link, I could hear Heron's voice saying, "Don't injure her, Tyr." Tyr quipped, "She's cute under us." He ruffled Heron's feathers by adding "She'd look cuter with our puppies." Heron abruptly attempted to regain control after losing his shit, but Tyr steadfastly resisted.

The man who now owned her by blood and bond. Fury surged. She wanted to drive her forehead into his and never stop, but her limbs refused every command. His eyes flashed that cold, steely blue—another of the twins’ unnatural holds locking her in place. Her mouth, however, remained free. She spat the last of the blood across his face. They clearing went utterly still. Shock rippled through the crowd. For one frozen second even Kaela felt the weight of what she had done. This might not end as a claiming. It might end as an execution.

Unparalleled in strength to all and none. Only twice would he be outrun. Saved by the blood of a first blessed one He will be important for a greater war to be won. His ultimate redemption would be a red one. She will light the spark for the war to come. Keeping the beast from being undone Promised to the Tyrant, she will be the one I had not even finished reading the scarp of paper aloud, when I sob escaped Stray's mouth. "I am sorry, this is all happening because of me." She said in between those sobs, as she ran up the stairs.

The man who bought me for five hundred million dollars wasn’t just rich. He was powerful. Victor placed his hand on my shoulder. Warm. Heavy. “Starting today,” he said quietly, “you will live in this mansion.” I looked up at the magnificent building—marble walls, towering pillars, enormous gleaming windows. It looked like a palace. But even a palace is still a prison if you can’t go home. In my heart, I made a promise to Mom— I will endure. I will wait patiently while I search for a way to escape. And when Mom comes… I will run with her.

"It was like… like she was ready for it." Ready for it. That phrase made Joric’s world collapse. "Maybe it's because Alpha Torin is so powerful, she didn't dare resist," Marta mused. "But honestly, she seemed calm. Almost… relieved?" Relieved? "Alpha Joric? Are you still there?" "Yes… I'm here." "Well, I'll let you go. I have to finish packing her things. Honestly? It was strange. She had so few things. It was almost like she was packed and ready to leave all along."

Or maybe they were bound to give him a hard time if their powers were combined. "If they don't have any ill intention then what brings them to my mansion?" He asked, walking up to them until he was towering over Megara. Ida immediately stepped in. "We were here to take revenge from you by abducting your son because we believed our master died because of you." Ida said, almost everyone freaked out except Megara. She liked Ida's confidence, honesty and simplicity. This might not make her the best martial artist but it would definitely make her a better person.