Novel & Cerita The Nerd Turned Out To Be The Tyrant

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.

I gritted my teeth as their hands were tied together. “If this isn’t the most fucked up shit I have ever seen, I don’t know what is.” Nix mumbled beside me. I have to agree with him on this one. “And look at that one dude hovering over the fire like he’s the shit or something.” I choked on my spit. “Ugh… Nix, that is the god of the dragons, Typhon.” Nix stepped back nervously and rubbed the back of his neck.

The invitation wasn't merely a challenge; it was an attempt to force the story into his hands. Auren laughed quietly, a rough sound, old and weary. For the first time in several chapters, it sounded almost amused. "The boy thinks he's the first." The cult leader's image remained calm, smiling and waiting. Auren folded his arms. "I've seen tyrants." His gaze darkened. "I've seen kings. I've seen fools." Several Hollow Guards exchanged looks; apparently, they knew exactly which category Auren was thinking about. The ancient warrior stepped forward, his massive frame casting a long shadow across the chamber. "The moment someone believes they alone should decide the future... they've already los

Tyson tilted his head up and said to Old Niner. “Your master? That means that this person is the nobility that is supporting you in the shadows?” Old Niner said with contempt. “He looks like a worthless sack of trash, he doesn’t look like he amounts to anything anyway!” Slap! Tyson walked up toward Old Niner and slapped him across his face, then coldly said, “I dare you to say another word! I’ll crush you as well!” Old Niner was immediately startled. He had been on the streets of Buckwood for a long time living in fortune and glory, who would even dare to oppose him?

_______________ . . . “What is wrong with me?” The Scarlet Sky pack doctor jumped at the eerily calm voice of his Alpha. “Nothing, your greatness. You seem exemplarily well and healthy.” Uri Frost replied timidly. Alpha Reagan Lorde let out a maniacal laugh. Uri gulped and laughed nervously with him. Reagan’s laugh died down abruptly and his lips curled into a glare while poor Uri was trembling all over again. “So, are you telling me I am sick in the head and imagining a pain so severe as if my heart is being clawed out of my chest?” He asked in his eerily calm voice again.

He then threw the butt on the ground and stomped it with his foot. “So, this is your decision. Hahahahahahahaha.” Tyr had gone crazy and began to laugh maniacally as though he were a madman. That was when his cell phone rang for the second time. Tyr did not even bother to look at the phone’s caller ID before pressing the answer button and calling out the other party’s name, “War Emperor!” There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the line before War Emperor finally spoke, “Tyr Summers, the one you’ve captured is the young master of the number one gentry of the north.

Mocked Tyler as his friends laughed. "Please leave." Said the nerd. "Oh no, I think he's gonna cry and tell his mommy." Tyler pinched the nerd's cheek and pushed him back. The nerd faltered but he was able to recover by leaning on the table. "Enough, Tyler." Nerd said, looking at Tyler straight in the eye. I have to give it to him, that was a pretty bold move. "You've been tormenting us for years! Haven't you had enough?!"

My nails dug into my palms so hard that I drew blood. They thought this was a joke. They thought I was a rigid, pathetic fool. They actually believed I’d reject every other male out there just for a traitor. The Betas' roars of laughter echoed through the night. I lowered my eyes. "Let's go," I whispered to the Alpha carrying me.