Tyranny Companions Romance Novels & Stories

I knew I wouldn't be able to get anything done now. “You requested for us, my lord?” Malakai stood by the door. His shirt was neat and impeccable and his salt and pepper hair was trimmed short. He looked composed as always. He walked in and Elias walked in after him. “I need you to explain something to me,” I growled. “Why does that tyrant’s daughter think I want to lay with her?” I noticed that both of them didn't look surprised at the revelation. “She's only doing what she's supposed to do”. Malakai said curtly.

Claire's voice expressed annoyance. "I should marry Arielle, Claire. Or else, it will ruin my long-prepared plans. Even if I marry her, you are still the one I love. And I promise you that I will never be intimate with her even once after we get married. Because you are the only woman I want to be with in bed," Tyron convinced his girlfriend. "Really? Promise me that after your marriage, you will find a way to completely dispatch her from our path." "I promise you that after she willingly transfers all her wealth to me, I will silence her completely. Then, the two of us will take charge of the company left to her by her parents, and we will be the king and queen of her house."

“The crowning flame knows no years, The crowning flame knows no tears. The crowned is one with a soul so bright, Plunged in a curse to douse every speck of light. For your wolves’ great fortune, you shall bear the bane, Misfortune, misery, an eternal chain.” The crowning flame knew no years. It had chosen a ten-year-old unshifted pup to be the Alpha Naturale. The crowning flame knew no tears. It forced the pup to grow up too fast and take over the pack completely at the age of sixteen. And the curse? As if her life wasn’t cursed enough! Misfortune and misery were her constant companions.

His other hand pressed against my stomach, holding me firmly in place. Ruby roared to life inside me, her need burning through my veins. Mate! she howled, her voice clawing at my mind, Ours! He’s strong, dominant. Perfect. Let him claim us. Not happening, I snapped back at her. Stop fighting it" Ruby whined, a deep longing vibrating through me. He is ours. He is a tyrant! I countered, struggling beneath Damon’s weight. And he doesn’t want us. That last part silenced her for a moment, but I could feel her defiance simmering beneath the surface.

Striding toward the imposing double doors, I flung them open without bothering to acknowledge whoever stood beyond them. "Rise and shine, dear brother!" The cheerful voice belongs to Tyris, my younger sibling who doubled as my Beta in our kingdom's hierarchy. He bounded into my chambers with the irritating energy of someone who hasn't spent the whole day battling demons in the darkness of their mind. Following him was a female Omega, her slender frame burdened with a tray bearing my specially crafted liquor. The liquor was meant to tame my always-feral beast, to keep its viciousness at a controllable level. The servant firmly fixed her gaze on the floor, as do most who serve me. Tyris, shari

Tyler grunted in pain, head cracking against the stone floor, and Valen pulled a fist back before pounding it into the beta’s face. Again, again, again Valen pounded into Tyler. There was no fight. It was a complete domination. Shrieks of horror came from the party, and I heard footsteps approach us. Gasps and screams echoed around the balcony as the guests saw the Lycan King brutalize Tyler. Blood splattered against the white marble, and Tyler made a horrid gurgling noise until Valen’s savage growls. No. This wasn’t Valen. This was Blaze! He must’ve taken control again seeing Tyler touch me! He’d gone into a frenzy, seeing his mate in the arms of another male. And nothing would stop him unt

“That’s so sweet of you. Thanks, Ty.” Tyrus watches Lilia and Damion feeding each other the pasties then his eyes move to Adeline, Nadia, and Tasha who are laughing about something, and then finally to Brent and Esther who look so in love and he feels a sort of loneliness creep over him. Although none of them ever make him feel like he is not a part of the group, he wants a partner to love too. He knows Tasha does not have a partner here, and he doesn’t know how she feels about it. But she had just gotten out of a relationship with Eric and he doesn’t think she is looking for anything right now. He, on the other hand, has never been in a full-fledged relationship. He has dated people, yes. B

And to be deprived of that one and only person that would complete the other half of your soul, as someone dependent somehow on it, is kind of sad and painful. Titus sighed and caressed my stomach. “It was the consequence of their actions. Decades of tyranny and misconduct was what they traded for that soul breaking consequence.” We both fell silent after that. I let the thought sink into me for a while. But I kind of want to know more. “Then, it’s really not true that the lycan community was scarce of females? I mean, that was probably one of the only things that the majority of the community agreed about the lycans.”

Blondie was fucked up as well, but nicer than that Motherfucking leader shit. "I know." I nodded. "But you do know Mr Dante and I are friends right?" I asked and she nodded with a smile. "You're the first woman that has come into this house that he hasn't tried to hit on. After all, you're not just a whore but the Boss's mistress. I don't mean to be rude, ma." She bowed politely and I sighed. It was the truth though. The door of the kitchen flung open and Alexander Tyrone walked in, in all his glory....cladded in his black signature suit.