Tyranny Companions Romance Mga Nobela at Kwento

“It’s Tyrone’s mating ceremony. Apparently, he’s found himself an omega.” Her expression darkened instantly, her face twisting in disapproval. “An omega?” she spat, her lip curling. “A beta marrying a creature as lowly as an omega?” She shook her head, her voice laced with scorn. “What is Tyrone thinking? He could have chosen a strong, influential woman—someone from a powerful bloodline, someone like Hannah.”

Then he groaned, indulging in the sounds of the creaking bed beneath them mixing with her moans and skin slapping skin. "So fucking hot! I love being your daddy, Annie baby. I love fucking my scared little girl. Let daddy comfort your scared pussy with his big dick. Take it, little whore. Take daddy's married dick," Tyrone rasped, breathing harshly as he thought of Tess more and more while fucking who he thought was his wife.

*Arianna's POV* "Tell me your full name right now." He ordered. I shook my head, tears were streaming down my cheeks, I didn't want to tell him my name. "Say it!" He commanded and this time, he used his power as an Alpha and I couldn't resist, I found myself telling him my name against my own will. "Arianna Sinclair." I said with a broken heart. "I Carter Derulo reject you Arianna Sinclair as my mate and from this day forth, I want nothing to do with you!" Carter spat, the hate and rage visible in his eyes, the look he gave me was that of disgust and it shattered my heart completely.

“Don’t give up. I know you can do this.” “I’m not sure—” “Tyger, my love, I want to put my arms around you.” He couldn’t let her give up. He must keep coaxing her. “I want to hold your body so close to mine that I can feel the rhythm of your heartbeat. I want to kiss you until we’re both dizzy with passion.” Her frustrated sobs became louder. “My darling, Tyger. Don’t you want me to hold you?” “Yes.” “Then try harder. I know you can.”

Tycelyn said with a smile on her face, anybody could easily tell that the smile didn't come from her mind. We both left the room together, definitely not hand in hand, we gave each other distance. "My daughters are here," Father hugged me and Tycelyn and we returned the hug. Grandfather wasn't able to make it and thank goodness he wasn't else my wedding would have been about her. Tycelyn was crazy for wearing a black dress to my wedding, the photographer better take a good shot of the dress because that's what I would be wearing to her funeral. "Crazy how my son will be the heir of the Juhani empire, I will even be happy if it's a girl," I rubbed my belly.

She landed with a soft thud, her eyes flashing with excitement. I followed her down, my body covering hers as I devoured her mouth. Tunisia's arms came up, wrapping around my neck, and her fingers digging into my hair. I tore my mouth from hers, my lips tracing a fiery path down her neck. Tunisia's head arched back, and her breasts pressed against my chest. "Ryker," she whispered huskily, longing lacing in her voice. Growling, I flung open her blouse. The buttons flew off in all directions, across the room, and I had her lace-covered breasts out.

The burden of his duty weighed heavily upon him. "And yet," Refia continued, her voice filled with understanding and wisdom, "if this werewolf girl is truly your fated mate, then denying your heart could prove just as disastrous." She paused for a moment, allowing her words to sink in. "A king whose heart is torn cannot rule justly. Love, my dear Antonio, might be your salvation or your downfall. But remember this: you are not just a prince, but a Lycan. What kind of Lycan you wish to be is your choice."

She rolled her eyes at my question. "Dont be fooled by the hot body and overly charming attitude. My parents and his have been friends since we were born. I try not to ever bad mouth people but as my friend I am just warning you. Seth has been my biggest tyrant for the past four years. He and I were so close when we were younger but one day he changed and he has been cruel and humiliated me for a long time and I have no idea why. I have never done anything to him and he even included his little pose from school to torment me even further. Staying away from him saves you a whole mess of trouble and becoming another notch on his bed post. He always has a parade of girls he uses to satisfy his

His jaw was tight, his posture composed, but his eyes roamed the crowd with quiet dominance—until they locked onto Elara. She was smiling, laughing softly with Jimmy. Tyrant’s voice curled through his mind with a wicked smirk. **Your little sex slave smiles so sweetly with him,** he mocked. **And half the unmated wolves are staring at her , undressing her with their sinful gazes.** Kane’s fingers curled into his palm, knuckles whitening as he fought the violent urge to cross the hall, grab Elara, and slam her against the nearest wall—just to remind her who she belonged to.