Tyrant Lyrics Novels & Stories

Then he added, "Then beg for your worthless life after that." His words only fueled the fire of defiance within me. I couldn't bring myself to bow down before him, to stoop so low as to plead for mercy from a tyrant who reveled in my suffering. Without hesitation, I retorted, my voice filled with a mix of anger and determination, "Go to hell." His fury seemed to surge forth at my utterance, his anger boiling over. "Start!" His command to begin the punishment was delivered with a thunderous yell, echoing through the desolate space.

I touched the edge of the bruise gently with my thumb, my eyes burning with absolute dominance. "I'm a tyrant, sweetheart," I rasped, my voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "When you walk into that war room today to tear the south apart, every single elder will look at your neck and know exactly whose heat kept you warm last night. Tristan threw away a queen. I'm keeping her."

I couldn't forget the sly smile she had on. The first thing I was going to do after escaping was to kill her. I drowned myself with tears as I slept off. I prayed that my emotions would make my powers act up and I would be able to do something drastic like burn Gabriel or freeze him. The door kicked open and the Tyrant walked in majestically towards where I was sitting.I scrambled away but he was fast,he tied my legs and hands then proceeded to cover my face with a black covering. “Where are you taking me!” Fortunately for me,he didn't cover my mouth.

“You’re a tyrant. And tyrants always fall!” He grabbed me by the throat, slamming me into the ground. Stars exploded behind my eyes as I clawed at his wrist, his weight crushing down on me. “You’re just a girl playing warrior,” he hissed. “You’ll die screaming like your mother did.” Rage surged through me, stronger than the pain. With a snarl, I twisted, sinking my claws into his side and ripping with every ounce of strength I had left. He howled, jerking back, and I rolled free, gasping for breath.

Even now, he was still making excuses. "Alpha Joric," my voice was soft, but it carried through the silent hall, "I've heard enough of your explanations." "No, listen to me," he said, taking a desperate step forward. "I can dissolve my alliances. I can give up my treaties with other packs. I'll give up anything, just give me a chance… a chance to start over." A cold laugh escaped my lips. "What do you think this is, Joric? A business negotiation? In our world, choices are final, Joric. You made yours. And as it turns out, fate made mine for me."

How much more does she want? This is ridiculous he has a house he could have taken her in. Is he doing this out here just to bother me? Why is my tyrant having sex with some whore bothering me? As much as I hate for him to know this bothers me and that I'm out here I can't watch this any longer. Slowly standing up his eyes dart to meet mine. I guess I'm not as stealthy as I had hoped. Rolling my eyes at the smirk on his face trying to hide the hurt in my eyes I turn and go inside slamming and locking my door. I just can't win!

Before I could react, her demeanor shifted as her eyes rolled back, her pupils disappearing, and she looked like she was possessed as she spoke the next words. "Danger will come in the form of three. One hidden, one in front, and one that you cannot see. Only the darkness within will set you free. Embrace it with all, as you embrace thee. Promised to the Tyrant you must be. It will only be together that you will find the key." As soon as the words left her mouth, she returned to her normal self. She looked completely drained, and at that moment, I once again saw the wrinkly contours of her face that gave away her real age, with the constant red hair and green eyes.

Tyron breathed harshly as he stormed into the tent with Sweat and blood glistening on his bare body, his muscle taut. His eyes darkened as he stared at Lyra, his submissive slave. “Come here.” He ordered. Lyra stood up to walk to him when her back suddenly got slammed on the wall. Tyron had his hands wrapped around her neck, his mouth inches away from her ear. “When i call, you crawl,” he whispered. “Yes sire,” she breathed out.

The taunts and sarcasm in his voice made the men laugh. "A hundred thousand." This one was closer to the front. Older. Gray at his temples and a smile that made my skin crawl with worms. “Is that all the princess is worth?” Another laughter took everyone in the room. Anya wanted to shift and show everyone what we were made of. But I don’t think I can take all the alphas in the room at the same time. This would be a sucide move and even in my current state, I wasn’t ready to leave the world.

Glitter glitter look at my crown glitter Remember remember days gone by remember We so fly we so fly private jet we so fly Yeah uh, born a slave but now a king Berserk tiger Gwanghae flow Born in a ditch but rise up a dragon That's the way I live Sorry but don't worry I got lots to lose Shove the past into a rice chest I'm about to dine on what I know is mine Shut up, yeah, you calling me a pup, yeah I was born a tiger I ain't no weak pill-popper like you Pathetic fucks putting on a talent show Not gonna lie what a shitshow I got no pretensions just kill 'em all Ain't no exceptions I watch you fall Flexing I got none I don't need one Who's the king who's the boss You all know my name All shi