The Tyrant's Comfort Doll Novels & Stories

"I am incredibly proud of your fearlessness. You handled those parasites beautifully. But tomorrow, the games are officially over. You are going to walk into that ballroom as the absolute sovereign of your family's legacy." Tyler stood up slowly, his towering, dominant frame casting a long, commanding shadow across the room. He walked over to his private, biometric locked safe hidden behind the mahogany paneling of his study. He pressed his thumb against the scanner, the heavy steel door clicking open with a heavy, pressurized hiss. He reached inside and pulled out a stunning, heavy velvet box of a deep, royal-blue color. He walked back to the sofa, his eyes locked onto Elara’s with a profou

His throne. But, he, for one night, felt no bitterness at all. And spent it in a soothing embrace. He smiled as he recalled it, knowing it might’ve been the only occasion. Emilia noticed it and gave a soft sigh in return. She knew things had to be done when she came here, but she didn’t expect this much. Another task appeared on the list. Have the fake fairy fall in love with the Tyrant Emperor. Alexis had bathed and ate her breakfast slowly, not feeling rushed at the usual sight of Hector in the garden which obviously wasn’t a thing anymore. She didn’t know when her lessons with Emilia might start, but she knew she had some free time before then.

Bye, Lins," Jennifer said as she ended the call. She dropped the phone on her bed and stood up. She went over to the restroom area. DEAR READERS, I must inform you that the journey of this Book one has come to a close. The captivating tale of THE TYRANT BILLIONAIRE has reached its end, but fear not, this is only the beginning. Book Two is around the corner. It is going to be captivating and worth your time. I am currently working on the book two and everything is going to be ready before next month. Stay tuned for the book two. Thanks alot

a toy bomb… not much of a toy if it's real! The Barbie dolls from the side went to Roland and took off his pants! Roland frowned and opened his eyes. He hasn’t recovered from the pain in his face yet, but seeing what the dinosaur toy was holding, he had a bad feeling about this! And he was right... Not only did the dolls take off their pants... They took off his underwear and his butt was sticking out in the cold while his balls and d*ck had to endure the pain from the weight of the armor along with how harsh the dolls were with his underwear!

They would have died. "Trivial ants. Not worth a strike." Tyrant of the East flexed his wrist, looking at the struggling George and the others with a sneer. "I thought you'd have something good enough to keep you going. Turns out you're just like wax guns—looks good but useless!" At the entrance to the presidential suite, Bella, with half of her ten white and delicate fingers already adorned with nail polish, glanced indifferently at George. She spoke softly, "Not dead yet, are you? Your bones are quite tough!

The doll was custom made and had a face that was exact replica of Mahira’s face. Mahira somehow managed to look at the doll’s face, to her horror it was indeed a replica of herself in a belly dance costume, only this costume was more skimpy, 'was this some kind of joke?, was this really Tazz’s idea or Sonia’s?,’ she was flabbergasted , the face of the doll was indeed that of hers, she just realised how this ugly guy had just squeezed the doll’s breast, it was equivalent to have done it to her. She thought she’d had enough. “Mr. Goldwyn, you may please carry on with your celebrations, I have another official assignment to deal with,” saying so she turned to leave

Tyra's thunderous roar shook the room, her words dripping with unbridled rage. Quickly, I turned to Serenity and thrust the child into her arms. "Take her upstairs. Kids, upstairs, now!" I commanded. The children looked at me quizzically, but I pressed on. "Zyaire has a game station and Serenity has a doll house large enough to raise five dogs. Go upstairs and trash them," I said, ignoring the sudden sparkle of excitement in their eyes.

Who gives a baby a chicken leg to suck on. "See. Quiet as a tomb, you'll never know he's around, isn't that right my boy?" he pinched the baby's soft cheeks. "Now Sugar as much as I would love to sit and let you seduce me, I need to be on the ground and listen where ya man is poking about." with he was out of the door. Toothless left her sitting dumbfounded. Feeling like the world had just come scrambling down n her shoulders. Niell did look like Nickolas in a cute shabby way.

Special episode 3 * * “Didn't you use to chant Vidarr this. . . Vidarr that. What now? You've been here with us since morning. You are also not singing his name in your usual tune,” “Rene, throw him out of here!” Soral returns Tyr's taunts with a deep glare. “I guess even the baby wants me gone now, since that's your excuse for everything,” Tyr smiles toothily, clearly enjoying it when Soral looks more riled up.

Dax said, eyes narrowing. “It’s even worse.” The second being entered the world. Fully. Cleanly. Effortlessly. No resistance. Where the Tyrant had forced its way into their world, this one fit perfectly. Its form was tall, almost like a human. Its limbs were slightly too long. Its movements appeared too smooth. Its skin shimmered like dark glass reflecting a sky that had no place in their world. Its face was almost human. Almost. Aria’s stomach dropped. “It is stable…”