The Tyrants Tranquilizer Novels & Stories

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.

The straps creaked. The scientists watched from behind a reinforced glass window. Their faces were pale. Their hands hovered over alarms. One of them—a man with spectacles and a nervous twitch—picked up a second syringe. A different color. Dark blue. "What is that?" I growled. "A stabilizer," he said. "To ease the transformation. To keep you... you." He approached the table. I was still strapped down, still burning, still shaking. He reached for my arm. I watched him as he pressed the needle to my skin.

"It was like… like she was ready for it." Ready for it. That phrase made Joric’s world collapse. "Maybe it's because Alpha Torin is so powerful, she didn't dare resist," Marta mused. "But honestly, she seemed calm. Almost… relieved?" Relieved? "Alpha Joric? Are you still there?" "Yes… I'm here." "Well, I'll let you go. I have to finish packing her things. Honestly? It was strange. She had so few things. It was almost like she was packed and ready to leave all along."

My vision burry as I slowly open my eyes to face the consequences of my impulsive actions. Turning my head, my stomach dropped. Dark eyes. Evil grin. Husky voice. “Good fucking girl”

Morris said nothing as he held the bigger card leaving the smaller figure no choice but to kneel obediently. "I did as you said. Don't kill him, please let him go" an angel voice pleads as she kneels before a tyrant staring at her as if a hunter waiting to devour his prey. "I'm not done yet, angel. We barely start." Morris said as he wiped Clare's tears away. "Now be a good girl and suck it," Morris said as his hand motioned his already hardened cock. Clare's eyes widen with fear, she gulps as the imperious thought occupy her mind ‘The size is inhumane’

"As you should know, your mother has been given what some might consider an inappropriate amount of tranquilizers." Tranquilizers was a broad term. I assumed he was referring to the Versed or midazolam that Dr. Miller prescribed. "They said it was to help her withstand the DTs." "That's what they said. The doctor who's been with her tonight and I both believe that it was to keep her from talking." I narrowed my sleepy eyes. "Talking about what?" He shook his head. "Alexandria, I think we need to get further into the whats and whys tomorrow. Tonight, as you said, has been very long. The point I want to make is that the excessive use of that medication has affected her body."

He reached out and pulled out a plain paper, placing it between them on the desk. It had strange letters at the top and the rest was plain. The letters at the top glowed momentarily before they settled for a gold hue'd dark colour. "I need you to improve the public's view of me." He spoke sullenly as if he wished he had never in his life had to speak such words. "The public's view?" She thought of people similar to him in her own world and gasped. "Are you a tyrant?!" She almost fell over backwards in her chair, but managed to steady herself with the desk.

She used every ounce of energy to raise her hand to her head, the splitting pain hiding the fact that she had shifted back, the pain wasn't from exhaustion, it was a light, spot lights from an ATV. “Valaria!” The voice seemed distant to her as if under water, “Valaria, it's OK, we're here!” her eyes refocused as the figure came into view, she breathed a sigh of utter relief, he got the message. “Spread out! Check all routes!” Demanded Tyrone, with his words the Enforcers deployed with military precision, each of them was clad from head to toe in black tactical gear carrying modified assault rifles, the rounds were a special tranquiliser designed by Predtech, a company that on the day of enli

When Jingle bell saw him she also jumped up on the bed. She tilted her head and looked at him curiously while he was thrashing in the guards hold. Not able to control himself anymore Tyler gave him anesthesia which made his head to feel heavy and he fell into deep slumber. Ace, Violet and Iris also reached there and watching the scene they also turned worried for him.

But more kept coming. Too many. Too well coordinated. Too... A sharp pain in my neck. I reached up. Felt...a dart. Tranquilizer. "Dante..." My voice was already slurring. "They're....tranquilizers...." He turned. Saw me swaying. Reached for me. Another dart hit him. Then another. He fought it. Tried to stay standing. Tried to protect me. But the drugs were fast. Professional. Calculated to drop us without killing.