Teaching The Tyrant Manners Novels & Stories

He said, chuckling at her childish behaviour. "I do not need any lessons from you. You are too self-centred to teach anyone anything." Mira responded. Tyler smirked back. "There is nothing wrong with putting yourself first."

“Wrong answer, mister whatever your name is, Ivy Corp. will be pulling out of this school. The only reason we helped this school was because of the teachers which my daughter liked. This board is making the job harder for teachers.” Clapping came from around the room, as parents stood up to agree with Mr. Ivy. This was turning out better with the parents here, I don’t think I could thank them enough. For Mr. Ivy to stand up was really amazing, because I have a feeling these women would do anything he asked. They were all looking at him like he was a Christmas Ham, damn he had power in his voice and just flowing out of his body. Damn I wonder what that power could do to my kitty, hell I need

Chapter 16: The Demanding Tyrant Amaris flinched at his words, her heart sinking under the weight of his anger. 'So all of this... is solely because of me?' The realization struck her like a thunderbolt, and without thinking, she dropped to the ground, bowing before him. "Your Majesty, my king! Have mercy!" she cried, her voice trembling as she clenched her bloodstained bandaged hands, fearing for the lives of those accused. Alaric flinched at her sudden submission, her plea stirring something deep within him.

Clare's cheek flushed crimson, she was now left with a snap shirt that barely covered her thighs. "Come here" the tyrant was sitting on the sofa, his posture domineering, his legs stretched wide open. Clare obediently walks toward the tyrant. "Kneel" Morris "This is too much," Clare said, her voice filled with fury. This is a big humiliation to her, no one ever made her kneel, no one not even her parents but does she have a choice? Morris said nothing as he held the bigger card leaving the smaller figure no choice but to kneel obediently.

Willa got her no-nonsense attitude from him. “Thank you for reigning in Prince Bubba, Headmaster. It would do well for you and your company that you toe carefully from now on. My company and I can only tolerate this much disrespect.” My gaze darted to Prince Bubba and added, “I hope that is crystal clear, Prince Bubba.”

I whisper under my breath, so quiet no one hears. "Great. Just great. Dream guy's back and I'm invisible. Story of my life." The rest of orientation drags forever. Professor Kline finally shows up and starts talking at the front of the room like we all signed up for a lecture marathon. "This isn't the ordinary undergrad, folks," he says, adjusting his glasses. "Be prepared to read until your eyes bleed." Everyone laughs a little. Nervous laughs. I barely hear any of it. My eyes keep drifting to Yuto's back.

She shut her eyes for a moment and in no time screamed a second time, her hands propelled forward, about to hit her when a loud voice came from behind. “Enough. That's enough.” Everyone anticipating Eirlys next move, dispersed themselves and acted all composed. Eirlys turned her head, slowly releasing her hold on the girl. They were no different from each other based on their looks. Both in their 20’s. “What's going on here?” The voice came again. It was the Tyrant. The Alpha of the pack. He walked amidst the prisoners while three guards walked behind him. Everyone bowed their heads as he walked past them. They all knew the Tyrant for his ruthless judgement and the way he dealt with slaves l

"Enough!" His loud voice echoes like a thunderstorm as I stand at attention. His shoulders rise up and down as he pants heavily. "~sighs~" Finally, he calms himself and reaches for my shoulder, grabbing them firmly as he shakes me. "I was teaching them manners," he says to me, slowly his hands slip away from my shoulder, and he looks at me with a frown and a scorn of mockery, chuckling in amusement at the sight before him. "Now tell me, if I don't teach them the manners you failed to teach them, then who will, after all, we both know that there's nothing someone like you can't do."

He is a man of no nonsense and he taught his underlings as such. "This is the Weapon Wielding class and I am your teacher. You can call me Teacher Radcliffe off class, but in class, you have to call me Sir. I have no use for names in my class. And in my class, everything goes my way. Understood?!" Radcliffe yelled. His entire demeanor screams killer teacher. But Jai understood that this person had been in the military before. So Jai acted how officers acted towards their superiors just like in the movies.

⚠️ WARNING TABOO REVERSE HAREM MORALLY GREY MEN EXPLICIT CONTENTS Kaela knew better than to trust the mate bond. But she never expected it to strike in the middle of a massacre—or to bind her to Ronan Kingsley, the savage Alpha King who just put her pack to the sword. She thought her nightmare peaked when he dragged her to his bed. Then she met Blaise. Twin Alphas. Identical sharp features, identical terrifying power, and an identical, dark hunger for the half-blood girl with no wolf of her own. Trapped in their stronghold, chained by enchanted silver and forced through a heat she can’t control, Kaela’s mind screams for escape while her body surrenders to every touch,