Reign Of The Tyrant Novels & Stories

She slammed her fist on my table, making me yelp. "At your age I had you and your brothers, led a company on my own and thrived! You are 30, alone and losing money! They are choosing the Iain's Enterprise over yours, and you are doomed to fail like your miserable good for nothing father! You are dragging our – my – name into the mud, you blind idiot you!"

“Because my brain couldn’t make up anything original. Elias. Tyrant Elias. Captive Elias. Of course the real one has the same name. Life’s hilarious like that.” He tilts his head. “Tyrant? Captive bride? What are you talking about?” I take a deep breath and it feels like my ribs complain about it. “I had this long dream. Or coma dream or whatever. You… well the dream you kidnapped me or something. Made me marry him. I got pregnant. There was school and a guy named Yuto and this girl Lauren taking pictures and Ryan whose girlfriend got killed. It was all so real. I pushed out a baby and he died and then you tried to strangle me and then a mental hospital and jumping off a bridge kissing while

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.

Varniant’s transformation is completed, it broken up the cocoon and walk out with its new body. “Herrschers …! Time to harvest.” Said the leader. Both Fluxter or Herrscher is screaming and rush to each other, the battle is just begin.

Ziora said with so much seriousness. “Tycelyn sacrificed her early adulthood just to join the company, she didn't have a say unlike the rest of us, she had to always be at your command, do you know why? For fear of being abandoned and today you have shown you will choose your incompetent biological daughter over the daughter use raised,” Brayon glared at his father, “And as for you mother, I don't know what to say, Tycelyn might not be your birth child but you are still her mother and I expect better from you,” Brayon said to Mother.

He can't accept the fact that his father is none other than the vicious man bearing the title of the “tyrant vampire king.” Raellus Night Hale, the 99th king of Hale's vampire royalties. The tyrant who overthrew the previous king— with his power alone and his loyal subordinate. He is an egotistical, power-crazed vampire king. And Leon, being the tyrant's bastard son, makes him the castle's laughingstock for being the only half-blood vampire.

MESSAGE: WE ARE LISTENING. Across the room, Killian took her hand. The "Ice Tycoon" and the "Engineer's Daughter" had become something else entirely—the architects of a planetary transition. The "Forbidden" saga had begun with a secret marriage and a stolen patent. It had nearly ended with a global dictatorship and a volcanic eruption. But as the sapphire light of the grid pulsed in response to the stars, Elena knew that the real story was only just beginning. The structure was sound. The pressure was perfect. And for the first time in human history, the door was open.

Wyatt’s POV Patience was a lesson most people never learned. They wanted immediate results. Immediate victories. Immediate satisfaction. Nature had never worked that way. Nature rewarded those willing to wait. The chamber beneath the palace had grown quieter over the past day. It wasn’t because there were fewer spiders. Quite the opposite. The hatchlings had begun leaving the nest exactly as they were supposed to. Every tiny set of legs that disappeared into the maze of cracks and hidden passages brought my plan one step closer to completion.

Beside her, holding an ancient bronze horn, stood Eva, her face twisted in a cold, triumphant sneer. “Tsar Vaelin Volkov!” Matrena’s voice boomed down into the ravine, amplified by dark magic so powerful it vibrated the stone beneath my back. “By authority of the High Continental Council, you are caught harboring the forbidden Blood Heir! Yield her now, or we collapse this entire mountain upon your heads!”

Momentarily, Queen Isle arrived at the rusty dungeons alongside Shawn, who walked beside her. The hefty guards who caught her cold sight quickly bowed down in reverence. She's the tyrant queen, no one tempts her to look into her eyes. No one dares retaliate at her, and no one dares step on the path she chooses to walk on. She's the word, dignity, and prestige itself. "THE QUEEN HAS ARRIVED!" Shawn declared openly, his voice resonating in the dungeon.