Novel & Cerita The Nerd Turned Out To Be The Tyrant

His thin body made him look like he was carrying a baseball bat. As if he doesn’t know they’re letting the nerd’s play just to make fun of them. Because if he plays, the piñata will be broken in less than ten seconds. He hissed. The nerd hit his knee instead of the piñata above him. “Gosh, it seems like you didn’t want to hit the piñata when we were kids. You’re still very good at hitting. Oh right your pounding something else now.” He glared at him.

Fucking hell. The bastard clinging to my neck began shaking its head a sign that he wanted to break my neck but I stood on my hind legs before falling backwards and landing on top of the rogue making it whine at the change of position Everything after that happened in a flash. One second I was fighting one rogue and the next I was ambushed by the rest making me snarl as they each clamped their jaws on me >Don't you fucking give up the fight Ryker

Can I take her home this time? "I just can't think of any. And besides, it's the girls' plan after all. They tortured me. That's why I got this hoarse husky voice. And damn, cheerleaders are so strict with the movements of my hands and feet. Like, I almost died for the last few days of my life. I don't even know why I agreed to it." She ranted, and we just laughed. I absolutely missed this nerd. "You mean they're here?" I asked her excitedly since she mentioned them planning this disguise thingy.

Irene’s POV I peeled it off, hating the way his eyes trailed and lingered on my skin like I was a snack he wanted to devour. “You’re a tyrant.” I hissed, wanting him to feel a fraction of my hatred. He just shrugged lile he couldn’t care about my opinion. “Move faster, dove. We don’t have all night.” I gritted my teeth, swallowing the retort on my tongue as I took of my jeans then my underwear followed.

He muttered, "I came here to yell, to freak you out, scare you a bit," "Thanks?" She bit her lips. "Well yeah, that plan's gone to hell!" His gaze flickered, and his gaze seemed to deepen, "Elias McIntyre... You have no idea what you've just brought upon yourself, right?" Her eyes widened a bit, "What?" Inside her, she screamed. He knew her name! Of course he did, she was the most trending person at college right now and he is the reason why! "I'm not letting this go. You're not forgiven for your actions, for turning me into your fantasy,"

“The elders are on my side now, they no longer owe any loyalty to you or your father.” And I knew at that moment that I'd been defeated. I'd lost everything. I’d lost my father’s legacy and Pack to a monster whom I once trusted with my life. Hot tears rapidly rolled down my chin. “But I loved you,” My voice trembled but it was the truth. Gods, I was so pathetic. “And I still love you, Lurien—” “I Lurien Valcarian—” I gasped. “W-what are you doing?”

“I will not bend the knee to a monster who thinks the entire continent belongs to him!” I stared at him in silence for a long moment. Then I spoke again, my voice deceptively soft. “Any logical reason why you believe you can defy me and survive?” The young Alpha laughed bitterly. “Because the age of tyrants is ending. You’ve grown weak, Zarkov. Distracted by that whore you dragged from Blackthorn. The packs whisper that the great Tyrant has lost his edge. That he now plays house instead of ruling with blood and fear.”

Then a piece of undergarment waving like a flag on the darkness. [Hmp! Do you think anyone can just bully us in this story??? You wish! TSK. I, Nero the Great... will make sure that you will going pay for crossing us! BWAHAHAHAHA!]

Every opinion he held was immediately adopted by my family. 《Look at them,》 Nyra muttered in my head. 《They are practically begging him to step on them.》 "They have to," I thought back, stepping away from the table and returning to my spot behind Maris. "He is the future Alpha." 《He is a tyrant in a nice suit,》 Nyra countered. 《Arrogance wears a handsome face far too often for the good of the world.》 I kept my face perfectly blank, but I silently agreed with her.

Tyron spoke with a powerful voice in an extremely domineering manner. At that moment, he was like a warlord, whereas a small potato like Zayn was just a weakling. The rest of the crowd immediately became excited and cheered for Tyron. They gloated at Zayn’s misfortune and were even looking at the man with pity in their eyes. They assumed he was no match for Tyron. Tyron was a Tier-3 master fighter and was considered a young genius among the socialites of Yando City, not to mention the fact that he used to train under Lil Mars.