Tarnished Tyrant Novels & Stories

Inexplicably, cold sweat seeped from his back. "I'm sorry, Casey." After a long time, Lin Yilan suppressed her surging disgust and apologized to her friend in a low voice. Feelings of gloom and self-contempt surrounded her. "I know it has nothing to do with you, but this is really too much... too much... unforgivable..." Commoners offered their money and their sweat and blood to the nobles, and even had to offer their children's lives. Greedy desires knew no end. After obtaining power, wealth, fame, and fortune, those high and mighty dignitaries also wanted eternal youth. She worked for bloodsuckers, yet her gun was pointed at the weak who were insulted and harmed...

The world had not allowed it. Jealousy burned hotter, edged now with something far more corrosive. Something hot and hollow opened in his chest. Desire, yes. Envy, of course. But also something worse. Recognition. He no longer appeared like the tyrant Caelum had served. Not the executioner who taught obedience through fire and shadow. He was just a broken-hearted king who chose annihilation over the slow endurance of loss, now holding someone as if the act itself could be atonement.

"A tyrant! You think you know everything, but you don't know a damn thing about what it means to care about someone without using them!" "Care?" he laughed, a harsh, humorless sound. "Is that what you call it? Because all I see is a reckless fool who almost got herself and her friend killed because she couldn't follow a damn order!" He stepped closer, until we were practically nose to nose, our chests heaving, breathing each other's furious breaths. The air between us was thick, charged with the lingering smell of gunpowder and the raw, electric energy of our rage. "You're a liability, Aryn," he whispered, his voice low, venomous. "A dangerous, beautiful liability."

I could have died… ‘But…’ I began. ‘But what?’ Tyr interrupted, seemingly not caring for what I had to say. ‘You were an embaressment yesterday. You were nasty to our mate. Then you were choosing to be with any she-wolf other than the one chosen for us. Any wolf than our fated. That is sacrilege You know how I feel about this. Seren is the one meant for us. Not the others you chose to warm your bed. So no, I did not look after you. I checked out for the evening. Left you to creat whatever mayhem you decided to. I did not want to witness you and your shit ways. And, now it seemed you suffered because of it.’ Tyr chuckled, like he found himself highly amusing. He also seemed to hold no sympath

Even now, he was still making excuses. "Alpha Joric," my voice was soft, but it carried through the silent hall, "I've heard enough of your explanations." "No, listen to me," he said, taking a desperate step forward. "I can dissolve my alliances. I can give up my treaties with other packs. I'll give up anything, just give me a chance… a chance to start over." A cold laugh escaped my lips. "What do you think this is, Joric? A business negotiation? In our world, choices are final, Joric. You made yours. And as it turns out, fate made mine for me."

Bye, Lins," Jennifer said as she ended the call. She dropped the phone on her bed and stood up. She went over to the restroom area. DEAR READERS, I must inform you that the journey of this Book one has come to a close. The captivating tale of THE TYRANT BILLIONAIRE has reached its end, but fear not, this is only the beginning. Book Two is around the corner. It is going to be captivating and worth your time. I am currently working on the book two and everything is going to be ready before next month. Stay tuned for the book two. Thanks alot

“What is he doing here? With that look….is he still annoyed about what occurred on his engagement eve? He shouldn't be jealous when he couldn't even find me to attend his engagement party. I wasn't there due to what Kiah did to my clothes and I didn't hear from Alpha Prince Kelvin too. The class was as quiet as a graveyard as he walked deeper into the class and to my seat. He glared at the three guys before my seat and sneered. “Even after knowing who her lover is, you still have the audacity to raise your filthy hands on her?” They glanced at each other. “She got seated before the Alphas, and that's not right….” “What's so special about an Alpha? She was a beta, or don't you know that?” Tyr

"But I do know one thing Tyron, and that is at the end, you would still be mine." Tyron forced a smile to his face. "Goodbye, Sandra. Till next time." He walked out of the room, both of them not saying another word, and quietly shut the door behind him. Then his face slowly engulfed in hate. The last thing he would do was to get involved with a woman from the Enu realm. They were all the same. Especially with the fact that he was an elite and the son of the king, none of them truly had pure intentions for him.

Tyron was in a shabby state and rendered incapable of fighting. “How dare you challenge me with your piffling strength? I wonder where you got such confidence. You’re just a rich good-for-nothing. It makes perfect sense that Sienna isn’t interested in you,” Zayn said contemptuously. Tyron looked extremely disheveled. Where were his prior arrogance and conceit? His face was ghastly pale as cold sweat dripped down his forehead. No matter how foolish he was, he figured out that he had been tricked. The man before him who looked very ordinary was definitely not an average person. He was a veteran in disguise!