Infernal Tyrant 3 Novels & Stories

Grabbing it, I wedged it under the lid of the nearest crate and pried it open. The lid popped off with a loud creak, and what I saw inside made my stomach drop. Weapons. Hundreds of them. High-grade military rifles, explosives, everything you’d need to wage a small war. I cursed under my breath. This was bigger than I had imagined. They weren’t just planning another bombing—this was an arsenal, enough firepower to destabilize the entire city. I didn’t have time to think before I heard footsteps behind me. One of the men had followed me into the container.

“W-what are you doing?” “…Of Sylrune Pack reject you, Zarelia Drakonis, daughter of the late Alpha, Orion as my mate and Luna.” ~ ~ ~ My wrist burned where the silver chains rubbed against my sore, raw flesh making me wince. My prison cell reeked of piss, rust, blood, and what I suspected to be decaying bodies. Every time I inhaled, I could taste the mixture of these horrid smells on my tongue and it made bile rise to my throat each time.

She saw Archfiend Antigonus fighting with the Fighters of The Twelve Stars in copper armor. 'The Tyrant of the Sky Fiend… His Excellency had used the Tyrant of the Sky Fiend,' she thought. Her body trembled, and her pretty face looked worried. Other people could not tell, but as one of the twelve Fiend Martyrs, she knew that Archfiend Antigonus was forced into a hopeless situation. He would not have otherwise used the Tyrant of the Sky Fiend so easily. The Tyrant of the Sky Fiend consumed the Power of the Fiend Soul very quickly.

She shut her eyes for a moment and in no time screamed a second time, her hands propelled forward, about to hit her when a loud voice came from behind. “Enough. That's enough.” Everyone anticipating Eirlys next move, dispersed themselves and acted all composed. Eirlys turned her head, slowly releasing her hold on the girl. They were no different from each other based on their looks. Both in their 20’s. “What's going on here?” The voice came again. It was the Tyrant. The Alpha of the pack. He walked amidst the prisoners while three guards walked behind him. Everyone bowed their heads as he walked past them. They all knew the Tyrant for his ruthless judgement and the way he dealt with slaves l

David then tossed Justin who was in his hands over to Killer. “I’ll hand Tyrant to you.” “Thank you, Captain!” Killer replied excitedly. “Everyone from the Bloodthirsty Mercenaries, listen up. Tyrant is dead so don’t put up any unnecessary struggles. If not… I’ll kill without mercy!” David’s voice was filled with the prestige of someone who had gone beyond the peak Dragon Rank. His voice lingered in the air of Dark Cape for a long time and sent a chill into the hearts of everyone from Bloodthirsty Mercenaries.

"You rejected the System? Fine. Then die like a savage." He reached behind him. From the air itself, he pulled out a handle. A blade of pure, oscillating energy ignited—the "Tyrant’s Blade," a weapon that cut through molecular bonds. "Gravity," Valerius commanded. "Maximum." The dial didn't just go to 12. It went to 20. The floor beneath Jack disintegrated.

The pack fell silent in awe and instinctive reverence. Inferno’s voice rolled across the room like molten iron meeting ice. “Three more are coming.” My breath caught. The pack straightened subconsciously. Inferno continued. “The vampire lord from the Carpathian Peaks. The French Quarter’s exiled High Warlock. And the Alaskan rogue you see before you.”

Avo suggested, with that old diary in his hand. "And why is that so?" "Because of this, this is the part of the prophecy that we have had." Avo handed me an old paper. "It is not the same, but it does have some common parts with what she told us." When the moon meets the dark son A new lease of power will be undone. Sin and pain will birth another blessed one. First, Lycan will be the tyrant known to all and one. Unparalleled in strength to all and none.

Blue fire could burn souls. The blue fire started climbing to the mountain and no water could stop it. “Tell me you are willing to listen!” It was the first dark magic I learned, and I could hold it without too much cost. “Zilla! You are heartless!” “You are more heartless for accusing my daughter of being an immortal baby when you knew she was not! My daughter did nothing to all of you and you still choose to side with those deaf vampires!” I raised my wand. “Burn everything in this mountain, do not stop until I say so!” The fire went bigger, and some got caught by the fire.

He fell onto the couch, screaming but his scream was all muffled as Tyrant had torn the top of his lips off. “Felix!” His friends called, bewildered. Tyrant fell on two paws, stalking at them. They got angry and tried shifting too - both of them. Tyrant pushed the first one into the wall while tearing into the back of the other one with his other two paws and fangs. We tasted skin, blood, and bones. Tyrant didn't stop, he kept shaking his teeth into their skin, causing major damage.