In Tyr's Footsteps Novels & Stories

I raise my eyes to his, his grip tightened on my jaw. “Camilla,” I said. His smirk deepened. “A nice name… for a pretty doll.” Then his hand left me, and only then did I realize I was shaking all over, my knees weak, my lungs heavy like stone. I had tried to show him I wasn’t scared, but he saw through me. He saw everything. Who wouldn’t fear him? Alpha Lennox Steele. The Pack Slayer, one of the many names the people had given him, The Tyrant. The man who turned villages into ash and left bones for wolves to gnaw. The one mothers whispered about in the dark to keep their children silent.

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

I replied to him. "You are caring too much for Hailey," Jace commented. "Why won't I? She's my girlfriend." "And stepsister!" Micah added. "Forget about the stepsister, I'm still thinking of stopping her from being one." "But, don't you think....." I cut Jace off, "Let's forget about all that and focus on the day, today for hiking and soccer!" "Yay!" The remaining journey is filled with a list of things the guys would like to do on the journey. "I would walk barefooted on the snow," Micah said and I laughed.

Dizzy with shock, she retraced her steps and ran back towards the house to her room. After she closed her door shut, she looked at her hands; she was trembling. She needed to come down and get her breathing under control. What the heck had she just walked into? She breathed out a long sigh. “Oh god, oh god.” She couldn’t sit still, she needed to get out of here before… A light knock sounded from the door. Damn it. They must have followed her to her room! The knocking became stronger and more persistent. The door shook, whoever was on the other side was getting impatient.

Carter just shook his head, he knew his boss had someone with him last night. “I wonder how that person is doing? Is he still alive?” he said, shaking his head, because he knew his boss very well. You’ll definitely die next if you do something he doesn’t like. Meanwhile, Sarah was just rubbing her temples. She was inside her car now while looking outside Maximus' company. She was with the triplets who were also looking outside of the company. “Why am I doing this? They’re the ones who should be following me, not me following them, tsss.” She muttered softly to herself, then shook her head. She was the one who was nervous because if Maximus caught them following him, he would definitely have

Well, major spoiler, Karen; men cry too. Carter pulled away. “I love you too, Ry! Thank you for being willing to stay by my side.” "Thank you too for letting me stay with you. We'll face the future together and we'll go through ups and downs with baby steps." The end... That's it, gays! Next is the epilogue and… I don’t know… Do you want some smut? Please give me your feedbacks if you have any!

Because my body simply wouldn't stop. For the first time in days, the weight on my chest eased. Just eased, not gone, but I knew the difference and I took it. "Anya." I pushed into the place inside me where she lived. "We're out. I need you." The pause stretched too long. Then she stirred, slow, like something pulled up from deep water. "I'm here. I'm trying." "Shift. We can't outrun them on two legs." "I’m aware. Just give me a minute."

I would assert my autonomy and demand that my happiness be considered as well. Taking a deep breath, I turned away from the window and walked towards the door. It was time to face the Lycan King and embark on a journey of self-discovery and self-advocacy. The road ahead would be uncertain and challenging, but I knew deep in my heart that I was making the right choice.

Morris Clara walked out of the tyrant room, and only when she got in the car did she breathe a sigh of relief Two days, it will be over between her and Christ. What should she do? What can she do? Christ still has no clue about the proposal and her parents do not know what to decide, one wrong step and their life will be at risk. No, their lives are at the mercy of the tyrant.

Dear lovely readers, We’re nearing the final chapters of The Tyrant’s Baby. It’s been an incredible journey bringing this story to life, and I’m so grateful for your support, love, and patience along the way. Stay tuned as we uncover the last twist, turn, and heartfelt moments in Selene and Alaric’s story. Thank you for being part of this adventure! With love, Yña Banana 🌙