Living As The Tyrants Older Sister Novels & Stories

Ty grinned and walked over to us. "Hi I'm Tyler, your new big brother. You're mad-dog's kid huh!" "Yes sir, but you better not let him hear you call him that. It makes him rabid." The room cracked up and the tension eased slightly, but I realized that she hadn't called Ty on his big brother crack. Maybe she doesn't know what he's getting at. "Okay boys and girls, assholes to elbows. We still have that thing and then we have to leave." Connor moved towards the room where the five young girls waited and the rest of us followed.

I throw his document to the side and begin glancing through Tyler's record. "Tyler has 7 kin… " "Sacred fuckballs! His folks attempting to make their own damn pack for sure?" I gaze toward him with wide eyes. "Tyler has 4 more established sisters, a more youthful sister, and 2 more youthful siblings. The 2 of the more established sisters have tracked down their mates and moved. The other 2 more established sisters have their own beauty parlor on the edge of town. The more youthful one is selected at the human school… " he continued to mutter on however I had stopped focusing at the notice of the more youthful sister being at a similar school. I quickly begin flipping through the papers till

” Nick laughed. “Did you kidnap her?” All the bravado was gone from his voice. His tone was measured. "Is that true, Matthew? Did you actually take the sister of the Golden Lycan Alpha?" “Answer the question, Alpha.” Imocked, crossing my hands on my chest. I wanted to hear what his answer would be. Matthew's expression went to granite. "Yes,"his voice was simple and flat, like he was confirming a weather forecast. "Zane's sister is my prisoner."

"I wonder if your relatives know that you once hired someone to kill your sister? You've been enjoying life over the past few years. Are you tired of that freedom now?" Yvette didn't expect Tyler to expose her past deeds in front of so many people. Anxiety flashed past the depths of her eyes, but she quickly recovered. "What nonsense are you talking about? Since when did I hire someone to kill my sister?" Tyler took a step forward, his aura imposing and intimidating. He glared daggers at Yvette, as though trying to see through her.

Luca smiled looking at a distance, then turned to him, "How is your sister?" He had heard of his sister who wasn't really a sister but a distant relative he cared about. Tyler real name was Tiriro Kuznetsov before being adopted, the girl was weary of him but in fact he should be wary of her. She was dangerous to her bones. F*ck, she was from Kuznetsov and a runaway to. A Kuznetsov couldn't be trusted because their loyalties lies nowhere but with themselves. She was an efficient one-shot killer and an expert surgeon. They say she could bring a man back from the brink of death. She could make poisons and medicines out of leaves and petals, literally.

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

I have no doubt in my mind that my sister witches were not laid to rest in peace and they undoubtedly became another arbitrarily assigned number just like subjects fifteen and sixteen, Tyson and Wynn. “Wynn, poppet, come here.” I lift her up under her arms and hold her close to me. Her little heart beats rapidly against my chest and her tiny, malnourished body rattles in my arms. Even though the words are on the tip of my tongue, I can’t bring myself to say them to her. Ty is all she has left in the world, how can I tell her she is alone now?

She's holding a cigarette in one arm and looks me up and down. "So you are Becca. The last time I saw you, you were a maid. Now you have upgraded to being the girlfriend? Congratulations!" Does she remember me? And why does she have to be so rude? "Tori, mind your language!" Tyrone warns. "Oh please! But she was a maid," Tori rolls her eyes. "Right?" Trent's little brother runs down the stairs, wearing headphones and scrolling through his phone. "Take those things off!" Tyrone demands.

Emily said, almost crying. "I have no sister. Since the day your mother run away to marry your bartered father, she is no longer a William. Please leave," Tyrion said and turn around to walk away, but Emily shouted. "Uncle, you can't do this to me. My mother and father are in jail, and I have nowhere to go. My stepsister kicked me out of the company. I don't have anything, uncle, please help me." Tyrion did not turn around. "Just go anywhere, don't come here," Tyrion said and walked a little when he heard her say.