Living As The Tyrants Older Sister Novels & Stories

” 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

With flawless makeup on, I looked straight into the camera and calmly said, "Yes, I'm Cindy, the so-called arrogant and domineering heiress who beat her two brothers and cut ties with her biological father. "For those who want to criticize me, this livestream is open. Just for today, nobody will be banned for anything they say."

SPECIAL CHAPTER 2 It's different. Tyr has heard different stories about how the Dahomes lived. Unruly. Wild people who even make human sacrifices, barbaric creatures who kill even themselves for sport, they lack emotions and live worse than animals, all these amongst other terrifying rumours. So, even though that barbarian had saved his life from his captors, Tyr had been reluctant and terrified to come to this place, but then again, he hadn't really had a choice in that matter, because he had nowhere to go and only had to trust his friend’s decision.

The moon goddess chose only one person that can kill Primordial wolves and that person just happens to be my queen. Even the thought sends a ghostly smile to my face. “So, what now? Should we start lunging attacks now that we have Irene?” Tyler asks hopefully, scratching the nape of his neck. I can tell the worry he has as the Beta and the constant pressure on his neck, his grand-father and his father were also Betas and now it seems like he’s trying to live up to their legacy.

"Come join us." "How was Danielle?" Tyler asked. "You are back early from celebrating her birthday. Was there a problem?" I nodded, then took my seat, feeling the weight of his eyes upon me, which I knew were filled with concern—especially when the topic of Danielle's upbringing came into play, particularly with her mother, Gamma Female Stephanie, who was Tyler's younger sister. It was a delicate balance of familial loyalty and unacknowledged grievances—particularly regarding her mate, Ellis, the Howling Moon's Gamma, whom Tyler seemed less than fond of.

Damon sat back, ruffling his hair in frustration, his jaw tight. “I suspected… but I wasn’t sure. Do you remember Tyrian had asked to leave him alone with me in that basement? He needed information from me. He had a younger brother and sister. He thought I killed them. But it wasn’t me. It was Anna. She loves her twisted pranks and bullying — she thrives on that. Tyrian’s brother loved her. She played with him, tricked him, and it led to his death. His sister came after Annaida, almost sabotaged her. But Anna had her tricks. Tyrian believed his sister died too. But I just found out… she’s alive.” He sighed, his voice heavy.

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.