Willas Tyrell Novels & Stories

Tyrell pleads. Chase stop and turn to look at him then he arch his brows and take a step towards Tyrell. "How did you get their blood?... There's no way you can do that or else you have there blood, what did you do?" "I'm sorry Boss. I drugged Gray and was able to get his blood. About your uncle..." "Don't fuckin call him that!" Chase yell and kick at the table. Tyrell bow. "I'm sorry, I have one of his indoor soldier who's my spy get his blood"

"Now, let’s move past this. How is your life in the northern territory? I imagine you'll be returning to your post soon? I’m surprised your Alpha granted you such a long leave. I thought he was a tyrant?" Taking a slow sip of his tea, Tyler shrugged. "I walked away from that post." "What?" Willow gaped at him. "Why? I thought commanding that border was your ambition. Everything was perfectly aligned. What happened?" His gaze locked onto hers, burning with resentment. "Roman Vale happened." Willow frowned. "What do you mean?"

For years, every kingdom suffered under the regime of tyrant King Elijah. He whipped women, took the men as nothing but drum fetchers. The entire eight kingdoms were under him and he did no good. He was a bad king to his own Kingdom, and a worser one to others. Until six years ago, when he was finally brought down and killed by Lord Alejandro, a child he had undermined so badly. As punishment for him not having a male heir, the Lords took his one and only daughter, Meandra, and declared that she suffers the sins of her father. She’s to serve each kingdom for a year, as a slave nonetheless, tortured and broken just like her father did them.

Tyrell noticed that they were being hostile, so he had to mention his employer's name. "Which Watts family?" Terence asked. Tyrell introduced, "The royal family of Kingsvale, the Watts family!" "Karly Watts, the eldest daughter of the Watts family from Kingsvale?" Sam's eyes widened in surprise. Tyrell smiled smugly. "That's right." Terence's expression changed immediately! The Watts family was an extremely prominent family, far surpassing the Lanister family from the Capitol. The Lloyd family could not afford to offend them. "Mr. Lloyd, the elder beside Ms. Watts is stronger than any of us," Jayden whispered in warning.

One of the girl asked her, "What do you think about him?" Elaine who was lost in her own thoughts looked at her, "Huh…uhhh..he is nice." "Just nice. Elaine are you blind? Sick probably? He is Michael Tyrell the boss of the top most company 'Tyrell group' of the legendary 'Tyrell family." The girl emphasized each of the word.

“Mommy, can we have a princess tea party now?” Emma raised an eyebrow. “Only if your dad agrees to wear the tiara this time.” Thomas groaned, slumping dramatically against the couch. “Why is it always me?” “Because you’re the funniest in a tiara,” Emma said, biting back a laugh. Lily clapped her hands. “Daddy in a tiara! Daddy in a tiara!” Thomas sighed, putting his guitar aside. “Alright, fine. But only because I love you both.” Emma disappeared into the other room, returning moments later with a pink plastic tiara. She placed it on Thomas’s head, adjusting it with a smirk. “Perfect.”

With that said, Beggar King did not continue as Tyr was deep in thought. The amount of information contained within the two short sentences was simply overwhelming. First of all, War Emperor— War Emperor was the Lord of Six Doors. Tyr did not expect him to be of the Four Noble Imperial Families of the Imperial Capital City. To think the actual name of the Lord was Silas Regulus; what a domineering name. The other was Mad King, Dalton Alroy—whether it was the surname or the title of Mad King, it allowed Tyr to relate him with Mad King because he had the berserk blood within him. His mother was also surnamed Alroy.