Reign Of The Tyrant Novels & Stories

Images of his father, mother, and brothers flashed in his mind, and the fear rose uncontrollably. "You... you want to be a tyrant forever scorned?" The tall man laughed, his eyes still cold. "You know I don't joke. My patience is running thin, Ethan Caelan. If you don't obey, I'll destroy everything you love and cherish. The only thing left for you will be me." The tall man raised an eyebrow, his eyes showing ruthlessness and determination. "A tyrant? Who dares mention that besides you? I am the king, the one who holds power, the one who decides everything, including your fate. But Ethan, who among Reed Jace, Leo Grant, and Harrison Ryder will die first tomorrow? I'll let you decide."

I was a wolfless daughter, unwanted by my pack and ignored by my father. On my eighteenth birthday, he finally gave me a gift: a death sentence. I was chosen to become the eleventh bride of Tyrant Conri, the Alpha King feared by the entire realm. Ten wives had entered his palace before me. Ten had died, torn apart by the tyrant’s own hands. But before I could be sent to his bed, I was attacked in a dark alley—and saved by a stranger with burning green eyes. He touched me. Kissed me. Marked me. Then vanished before the bond could be completed. Now I am trapped in the palace of the monster king, wearing the title of his bride, while my body still remembers the man from the alley. I don’t know