My Sweet Tyrant Novels & Stories

He kept stroking, panting, and making my breathing heavy as well. A feral growl left his mouth, animalistic yet crazily sexy. His thin lips parted slightly and I could only imagine them wrapping around my clit and his tongue sweeping along my bud. Another risky moan escaped my lips. I trailed my fingers along my lacey pants, trickling my skin gently and painting a dirty image in my head.

"Hi, Butterfly, You're the first woman to beat me at my own game. I like that about you. You are feisty. You have saved your diner. And not because I wanted a diner inside of that restaurant. But because you put me in a hot spot. People would complain about me if I did not return to the restaurant. Everybody will say that I am heartless. I must admit that I have underestimated you. However, there's one thing you need to know. I was teasing you when I said you could save the diner if you married me. I like you. I would love to get to know you better. I understand you do not believe in love as much as I don't. We might as well go out together and have fun. I promise I will not touch you if you

"Tyler gave this to me. What do you think, Sarah? Pretty, isn’t it?" Her smile was sweet and childlike. To me, though, it was anything but.

“Good for you, cuz. Sage is an incredibly beautiful woman. She’s actually the one that revamped STC. And now she’s dating the soon-to-be ex-CEO. Are you sure you want to give the company up?” I respond in the negative. “Fuck, yes, I don’t want the company. It’s all yours.” Tariq snickers. “Good for you. I guess it’s time for me to move on then.” I shake my head. “I told her about Sweet.” Tariq chokes and takes a deep breath. “What? What did she say?” I shake my head. “She thought it was wicked that I jacked off to fantasies of a woman who looked like her.”

So, upon hearing this, Tyr’s eyes glistened and saw his chance finally! Zane saw the subtle excitement from the unexpected agreement and watched Tyr as he closes the space between their faces. The latter stared straight at Zane’s eyes, genuinely admiring it but his eyes travelled down his classmate’s plump lips. It’s very tempting and Tyr somehow had to fight the urge to brush them against his lips. The close proximity made Zane’s chest pound. The presence of Tyr is always overwhelming him regardless of the scent and situation, and that sometimes confused him because no one has been this intimidating and overpowering. So, feeling the warm breath touching his face made him unintentionally rel

Ever since Asher had marked me, I had been aching for another. “I mean …” I began, keeping my voice steady even though it was trembling hard. “What kind of monster am I?” “You’re not a monster,” Tyler murmured against me, voice tenser. “You’re a Paragon, one of the most magnificent fucking creatures to ever grace this world and a woman who I’m lucky enough to call mine.” While I had so many questions about what a Paragon was, I couldn’t focus as the tips of his canines pressed into my skin. I inhaled sharply and tensed, anticipating the pure pleasure that would rush through me.

One stepped forward. “Hi, darling…We heard that you got horny and needed help to relieve” One of the men bent down to face him. A foul smell erupted from his mouth as he put on a devilish smirk. Tiger in black ink claws to his neck, with tar lined teeth revolting Suman. “Well, we need help to relief as well”

Arniel replied, he was nervous because the Tyrant had been quiet. "Did you know that there's something sweet about death?" the Tyrant mumbled. "I d-on't know, Master," Arniel said tremblingly. "Of course, because there is no—" A loud gunshot rang out as Arniel's body fell on the floor "Sweet about Death." The Tyrant mumbled then blew the smoke that came from the gun. "Isn't that what you want master?" It was Ino. "Yes, but not anymore. I realize that she has already suffered enough— And I considered her as my daughter after all" Tyrant replied then lit a cigarette "But she chose to run away and leave me— I could do nothing if that was what she chose."

She said and fear washed through his face, swallowing hard. Tyler smirked as if he knew the reason for his friend's sudden niceness which was annoying as hell. Damn! I knew Tyson too well to be deceived by those silly kind acts he portrayed. He's doing all this for the moon goddess, once she leaves; He's back to the Tiger I'm acquainted with.

Maverick threw one last smug smile over his shoulder before the doors swallowed him. "Coward. You swallowed the insult," Tyr growled, tail lashing. "There was no point in fighting. Losing control is exactly what he wants — so he can paint me as a mad king, take the crown, and take our mate." "OURS," Tyr snarled. On that, we were of one mind. Zlata was ours, and I would never give her up.