The Tyrant Alpha Novels & Stories

She has already been through so much since the death of her mother, I do not want her to suffer anymore. "Richard, are you crying?" Alpha Victor chokes out a bitter laugh. I did not even realize that the tears already started to flow down my cheeks. My hands hastily reach for my cheek and I wipe the tears off my eyes. Not even my tears can make Alpha Victor sympathise with him, he is a psychotic man with no feelings for anyone else, he only cares about himself.

He kept saying he would protect me and our child at all costs. All I knew about Tyrant was he was the illegitimate child of alpha of the Jupitus pack. The Jupitus pack was one of the strongest packs with the strongest standing army in Lycannora, the world of the werewolves. He wasn’t even a candidate to the throne because Tyrant’s father had hidden him from the world and never planned to reveal him. But one day, Tyrant massacred the entire royal family and claimed the title of the new alpha of the Jupitus pack.

The owl was gone. I walked towards the window and looked at the kingdom below. It was peaceful. Too peaceful. How could people laugh beneath the rule of a tyrant. Were they blind? Or was I? Nothing made sense. “It doesn’t matter,” I murmured to myself. “I’ll kill him anyways.” As if it was as easy as I said it. He was stronger. Smart. Always three steps ahead. If I wanted to defeat him, I had to go down to his pathetic level.

Varn's eyes widened, bulging as I lifted him with ease, claws unsheathed and glinting, one razor-sharp talon pressing dangerously against the soft hollow of his Adam's apple. Behind me, Lupercus didn't move, just crossed his arms, impassive. He knew better. Tyrus's hand flew to his own throat, his eyes gone wide. "Listen. And listen well, Varn," I growled, voice dropping to a vicious, animal rasp. "I am the Supreme Alpha. Ruler of all Khragnir. One of the Seven Pureblooded Lycans. Every creature, every breath, within this kingdom bends to me."

They will be ashamed of it themselves, and they know it's wrong, and it's them who should be ashamed, never me! "Hirr..." I don't know what else he was going to say, but that doesn't even matter. *Ah! You're MINE!* with Alejandro's possessive growl in the video, I finally mustered up the courage to make the vow of rejection... "I, Hirre Monreal, future Alpha of Tyranny Pack, reject you, Alejandro Lionheart, as my mate." "No! Hirrie, how dare you!" Alejandro ran at me in a rage, and he tried to strangle me. But soon, someone appeared to stop him, it was Tyranny's beta.

I raise my eyes to his, his grip tightened on my jaw. “Camilla,” I said. His smirk deepened. “A nice name… for a pretty doll.” Then his hand left me, and only then did I realize I was shaking all over, my knees weak, my lungs heavy like stone. I had tried to show him I wasn’t scared, but he saw through me. He saw everything. Who wouldn’t fear him? Alpha Lennox Steele. The Pack Slayer, one of the many names the people had given him, The Tyrant. The man who turned villages into ash and left bones for wolves to gnaw. The one mothers whispered about in the dark to keep their children silent.

But Verena didn't realise that, it was the day the Tyrant was born. And it was there that his obsession grew, grew, and grew some more.

Dear lovely readers, We’re nearing the final chapters of The Tyrant’s Baby. It’s been an incredible journey bringing this story to life, and I’m so grateful for your support, love, and patience along the way. Stay tuned as we uncover the last twist, turn, and heartfelt moments in Selene and Alaric’s story. Thank you for being part of this adventure! With love, Yña Banana 🌙

And here he is with the love of his life only if he knows that she is the alpha's mate, not just any alpha but the supreme alpha. Terrick swallow his pride and anger and walk up to them with a fake smile on his face. To be honest he wants to rip off his head and burn it for touching and talking freely with his mate. " Hi , Rudolf right?" He ask " yes and you are the all knowing business tycoon Terrick Clarkson" he acts ignorant as if he doesn't know that he is the supreme alpha. " so i hear that you are friends with Catrina" he ask " yes I am and am here to take her with me" he said it with no fear or what so ever, his voice holds determination. But how long will it last? "(Laughs) I don't t

I haven’t forgotten that Alvar said two days ago that he was MY MAN. Alpha Alvar Gonzales. He’s a tyrant. He inherited the position of Alpha from his father at twenty-one and quickly made the Dark Moon pack the king of the world. Better known for his brutality than his abilities, he once slaughtered a small pack that angered him, decapitating all the wolves and hanging their heads around his territory to emphasize his inviolable majesty. Alvar can’t be provoked, that’s for sure. Pretending to be dizzy and falling asleep, I’ve avoided him for two days. And tonight…