The Tyrant's Tranquilizer Novel Novels & Stories

She had probably never thought she would end up in such a state. Boom! Breena Davey decisively chose to self-destruct. It was the Tyrant King’s first time battling with a human cultivator in the universe after three millennia. It got too excited, and forgot that human cultivators often loved self-destruction. In an instant, its face was covered in grime, and its palm turned bloody from the explosion. “Motherf**cker! I forgot these ants love blowing themselves up the most!” The Tyrant King, whose hand was injured from the explosion, gritted its teeth in pain and stomped its foot furiously. “Kill! Kill all the ants here and raze this place to the ground!”

Tyrant asked, he was confused about what I had decided to do. “No. I will drug her. Daniel is going to help me. I will drug her and sleep with her.” I sighed. Tyrant chuckled. “You speak like a pschopath. First off you left her to attend to family issues, now you wanna get her pregnant? You've got to be joking.” “No, god, Tyrant you are not getting the point. I love her. I love her so much, I can't imagine another man getting his hands on her and do you think she would wanna open up to another man?”

His body jerked violently as something moved under his skin. Tyler froze. That half-second cost him everything. Aerion turned and backhanded him across the room. Tyler hit the wall with a sickening crack and slid to the floor. Marcus fired the sedative gun. The dart hit Aerion square in the chest. It barely slowed down. The creature tilted its head, studying him, then kept coming. “I’m starting the purge protocol!” Lena shouted from the console. “Marcus, get out of there!” “I can’t leave the serum!” Marcus backed toward the vault, blood already soaking his sleeve.

Beautiful, normal, peaceful life. Starting now. **THE END OF BOOK 3** *Tyler and Mandy's story concludes with Thomas's execution and their final freedom from the obsessive exes who tried to destroy them. They've survived trauma, therapy, kidnapping attempts, and Council trials. Now they face their future together—healed enough to truly live, strong enough to face whatever comes, and ready to raise their pup in a home built on love instead of fear. Their journey represents hope that even the most broken can heal, that justice eventually comes, and that love—real love—survives everything.*

I clenched my eyes closed as the room began to sway with deep cracks running through the walls that surrounded me, I shifted my weight and swung my knees forward and began to crawl away from the opened floor before the empty void had a chance to swallow me whole. A clear and colourless hue seeped from my pours and spread throughout the expanse of my body leaving behind an illuminating warmth that mimicked the radiance of the moon. The intoxicating warmth flooded through my veins as I dug my knees grew rough and bloody as the wood ate away at my delicate skin; the hall seemed to stretch on forever before me as my breath paced within my chest. Why is it so warm? I thought distantly as I grew l

- tranquilizer is an item from the timeless earth that can make a person feel tranquil, or calm. - The fall of the second human- the creator of sins, who is imprisoned to decimate eternally in hell. Burning chains tied in his neck, arms and legs frozen in ever-cold ice. For hundreds of years, all he does is to free himself, with growing resentment to the minims who made him suffer for uncounted years. He then frees himself after the death of hell warden, acquiring all authorities in hell and becoming its rule. That is when the Lord of this earth went furious and went to hell just to end this man’s abomination; staining his laws.

Yet, this tiny distance seemed like an insurmountable chasm, impossible to breach. "East Envoy, are you not going to act?" Outside the presidential suite, Bella watched Tyrant of the East halt his movements, frowning. "Why did you stop? Don't be polite; eliminate George first!" 'Stop? It's not that I want to stop. I simply can't kill him!' Tyrant of the East's body trembled slightly, and the muscles in his right arm swelled. His chest heaved violently, a massive sound akin to pulling a bellow emanating from within him. Even a faint white mist emerged from his nostrils.

The enlarged orb presented this before him. "I'll make you all pay!" he yelled. "Today, I shall eradicate darkness!" he promised. In the midst of the chaos, Tyler's eyes met one of the dimming lanterns, and just kike that, a flicker of recognition and sorrow passing between them overtook him. With a heavy yell, he fell into a trance, his eyes becoming bright blue. Tyler was back in a house with a couple and two kids playing around. It looked like a happy family. "Honey," the wife started. "Is the true Alpha truly being chosen today?"

The invisible pull yanked my body toward the large balcony window. Beside my mind, Tyra let out a high, needy whine. Her spirit slammed hard against the silver barrier of the dampener. She was begging me to open the door, begging to run out into the freezing rain just to find him. I gasped for air, my lungs burning. My legs gave out, and I slid down the side of the kitchen island. “God,” I whispered, my voice a raw, desperate rasp. “Tyra, stop it. He is manipulating us. It is an Alpha trick. It has to be an Alpha trick.”