Novel & Cerita The Nerd Turned Out To Be The Tyrant

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.

Tyron merely shrugged and replied, "What are you talking about? I don’t understand a thing." Tyron's refusal to acknowledge anything only intensified Oscar's fury. The daemonic energy within him churned violently as he began to growl inhumanly, his eyes turning blood-red. Seeing this, Tyron sneered. "Your appearance alone screams daemon. You’re cunning indeed. But now, I've caught you." The crowd erupted into chaos. "What? Is he really a spy for the daemons?" "It's terrifying that he hid it so well!" a young man exclaimed, echoing the horror felt by the others.

I never imagined the man I was hired to seduce would be a billionaire. Elliot Sterling is everything I never expected: brilliant, reserved, painfully private, and far more attractive than the quiet man behind the glasses lets anyone see. I only needed his money to save my sister. I never expected to see him again, let alone become part of his world. Now Elliot wants answers, I have secrets I'm desperate to hide, and the attraction between us is becoming impossible to ignore.

No fucking way. Asshole was clearly used to getting his way, having everyone cower before him, and exerting his ridiculous self-proclaimed authority over people. I did not know him personally, but I knew his kind very well. Tyrants were tyrants. Bitches were bitches. It did not matter if he had ridiculous abilities that should have been impossible. I would never give into him no matter what he chose to do with me. He could try and break me all he wanted because he would never succeed. “Tell me what you know about yourself,” he said as he leaned back on his hands.

"Today we took it back!" "Yes, Yes." "We took it back." "They couldn't stand a chance against our King. He slit the throat of the Tyrant and killed the people that tormented us. He killed our killers and he'll live a happy life. Long live the King!" The first man yelled, and the others soon joined him. "Long live the King." "And then he stopped with his hand gestures and he sighed. "From this day forward, I King take Princess La Reine as my Slave." TBC

How he always seemed tense when patrols were nearby. "You won't see it now, but they're tyrants, Narine. They hide their cruelty under gilded laws and traditions. You don't know what they're like." "I don't know about the others," I cut in, sharper than I meant. "But I do know one. And he's no tyrant." His eyes snapped to mine in disbelief. "Sargis," I added before I could stop myself. The moment I said his name, the air in the room shifted.