My Little Tyrant Novels & Stories

she scoffs. I bite my lower lip, “I can’t help that Daddy didn’t give me his tall gene, I’m like Momma,” I beam at him, “compact size and will be strong like her.” Tyler chuckles, “more like bite size Brook.” I turn glaring at him, he’s 11 and already as tall as Lynx and he’s 17, “you’re not funny Ty,” I narrow my eyes. He chuckles, “come on bite size, dance with me.”

“You are stronger than you look, and I fear I may have underestimated you, Little Bird.” Leaning into his touch, “please be careful out there, Ace.” “Don’t you worry about me,” he chuckles. “The world already calls me a tyrant. Let them see how I am when they truly take what is mine.”

And so I sat beside him and didn’t offer anything until he started talking. “He’s loud when he gets nervous,” the lieutenant muttered, fingers moving slowly along the rim of his glass. “You want to know what Tyrant said? He said he was going to remind the city who the real boss is. Said he’d make a statement so the Others would remember him. Said… said it was worth the risk.”

“Wow…” Ambrose was shocked when he saw the two-hundred-meter tall Tyrant Hammer. He was so surprised that he was speechless! “Tyrant Hammer! Tyrant Hammer! Become smaller!” Ambrose yelled tentatively as he tried to suppress his excitement. Swoosh! Upon his words, the Tyrant Hammer quickly shrunk to half its size. “Still too big, Tyrant Hammer. Become smaller! The smallest you can get!” Ambrose said as he lifted his head.

And indeed, she is my little angel. "I love you," she mumbled. "I love you," I replied.

My chest heaved, each rise and fell quickly. “Open your eyes,” he repeated, his voice unwavering, the command echoing in the silent space between us. Although reluctant,I did it. My eyelids fluttered open, and I was met with a reflection— my own eyes, wide with terror, staring back at me. My own face is pale and distorted with fear. “This is who you are,” His voice rose higher, as though the more he yelled, the more I would acknowledge his words. “Do not forget that. You’re a maid and nothing but a maid.

Lotus Town A gloomy, gloomy atmosphere enveloped the entire small town. The ordinary, honest people now seem to have ceased to be themselves. The villagers in the city were now rolling on the ground and began to undergo amazing transformations. One of them looks pretty like a Rabbit with unexpectedly long ears sprouting from the top of its head, and another has a long trunk like a giant Elephant and unusual shapes. "God... GRU..." - The roar of beasts suddenly resounded, causing the people who had turned into beastmen to tremble instinctively.

I mash my lips together to stop the trembling, but all that does is make my chin wobble. “And they’ll be fast as hell on two feet,” he says, his lips quirking, coaxing me, inviting me to believe his fairy tale where the tiny thumb-sized female ends up riding a sparrow to her prince rather than being eaten by any one of the monstrous goldfish or butterflies that stalk her like dinner. We can run. The pecking voice sidetracks me for a second. For once, it’s not an order or a warning. Is it bragging on us? Is it agreeing with someone? A male?

I told hunter honestly. "That's nice little one," he says to me smiling. "so you a little too? What's your little age?" I asked curiously. "I'm six, and you?" he says all proud of himself for being older than me. I just blush at his question, I was too shy to tell him how old I am, I know I'm too little. "Having fun little ones? Come and sit with us" mommy says saving me from saying anything else. I smile and reach up to mama feeling littler and wanting to be carried, I see hunter following to the table.