The Tyrants

He is Bruce, The Criminal Lawyer "Is he a lawyer who defends criminals" "Or is he a criminal and a lawyer" Micah, the jewel of Justice, rogue agent "A badge for hire to governments" What happens when the government hires Micah from Berlin to dismantle the criminal empire. Two rivals, but are they just rivals or there is something deeper Bruce or Micah

What if dying was just the beginning? For Rin Solas, it was. One moment, he was a nobody, and the next, he woke up in a world where your worth is literally in your veins. This isn't some land of opportunity; it's a brutal world where dragon bloodlines decided everything. And Rin? He's got just enough of that precious blood to make him a target,to be laughed at, exploited, or simply crushed underfoot. But fate, it seems, has a twisted sense of humor. It handed Rin the Tyrant System, a power that thrives on the very things this world understands: fear, respect, and domination. This isn't a story about a hero's journey. Rin isn't here to save anyone, and there are no do-overs. To claw his way up, he'll have to be admired. To get stronger, he'll have to be feared. And to rule? He'll have to embrace the very monster they whisper about in the shadows. He's not here for glory; he's here to take it all.He is here to become the strongest creature in the world

Power. Legacy. Blood. In a world where strength carves fate and weakness invites ruin, one young man teeters on the edge between promise and annihilation. Born into privilege, tempered by ambition, his path was set—or so the world believed. But destiny has a cruel sense of humor. When the veil of safety is torn away, and the lies of power crumble beneath the weight of truth, something awakens. Something ancient. Something unyielding. What rises from the ashes is no longer bound by clan or name. He carries no mercy. Only hunger. Only will. Only the fire to burn through the heavens. He walks the forbidden path of dual cultivation—where body and spirit fuse in pleasure, where every breath taken beside another becomes a step toward godhood. The world remembers the young master. It has no idea what he’s become. ---- The current cover was found on Google—if it turns out to be copyrighted or someone recognizes the original artist, please let me know and I’ll replace it right away. Appreciate your support and honesty!

He was exiled from the throne before he could walk—betrayed by blood, cast out into the void. Now, after centuries in cryo-sleep, Kael Vortan, the last heir of the Black Nebula Dynasty, awakens with only one goal: Reclaim the stars. Rule them all. Burn the traitors. Armed with the Tyrant Protocol, an ancient AI system that governs war, politics, and planetary conquest, Kael begins his rise from a forgotten asteroid prison to become the Eternal Tyrant of the Galaxies. In a universe ruled by corrupt star-kings, AI overlords, and interdimensional cults, Kael must conquer not just planets—but fate itself. The Empire did not fall... it was waiting for him. Long live the Star Sovereign.

Kael Vire was never meant to make it through life. Left behind as a baby, cast aside by society, and betrayed by everyone who dared to show him a glimmer of care—he grew up in the darkest corners of humanity. He yearned for love but was met with nothing but pain. He reached out for light, only to be pulled deeper into the shadows. And when his last connection was shattered, something stirred within him. The Dread Sovereign System—a forbidden force that doesn’t reward compassion but punishes treachery. Every act of abandonment fuels his transformation. Every deceit lays the foundation for his reign. They wanted him erased. Forgotten. Buried. But all they succeeded in doing was crafting a monster. From the ruins of the forsaken rises a tyrant that no one can stop. He won’t be a hero. He won’t offer forgiveness. He will reign supreme.

Julien de Rothvale— A disgraced noble. A trembling coward who pissed himself during his first spar. A pawn used by others and thrown into exile. Mocked. Hated. But inside that weak flesh now lives something far worse— A soul born of ritual, blood, and madness. That soul wanted peace. No throne. No revenge. Just silence. But peace is nothing more than a lie. So when the world gave him nothing but humiliation and heat— He changed his mind. He’ll take what he wants. Break who he wants. Command through terror, lust, and twisted devotion. He’ll choke the maid who dares insult him. Turn noblewomen into obedient toys. Rule not through legacy, but through fear and flesh. Because if peace isn’t an option— He’ll create it. He will carve his name into history, as the Tyrant of Lust & Carnage.

Betrayed by his own werewolf clan and left to die in a forbidden vampire crypt, Lucien Drake awakens something ancient—something monstrous. His blood ignites the Crimson System, binding him to a long-lost vampire bloodline rumored to be more powerful than the vampire lords and deadlier than any alpha. Now reborn as a hybrid of vampire and werewolf, Lucien gains powers no being should wield. The System whispers, hungers, and rewards him for one thing: domination—of bloodlines, enemies, and women. With every kill, he evolves. With every seduction, his power multiplies. And with every conquest, the world bends closer to its knees. But ancient forces stir. Vampire princesses, werewolf queens, and dark priestesses all want him… dead, bound, or in their bed. In a world where the strong rule by blood, Lucien is rewriting the laws of nature—and he'll either claim the throne of night... Or drown the world in crimson fire. > "You think I'm a monster? You haven't even seen what I become when I climax with your queen."

I died and woke up as an ant. Not a queen, not a mutant, just your average, squishable bug. But with a broken skill system and a dangerously curious mind, I’ve started evolving faster than the hive can handle. Magic? Check. Strategy? Working on it. World domination? …Maybe. I’m just one ant in a monstrous underground world, but if I keep climbing, I might become something this world’s never seen: A Tyrant.

[Ding! Your new life has started. Stats have been reset. Potential has been recalculated. Your new journey has begun] [Ding! Awakening God's Blood. Your new body has the potential to become a God.] ______ Emperor Fenrir was hailed as the tyrant of power had everything a human could desire. Power, wealth and even people who looked up to him. However, despite having it all, he lacked the most crucial thing needed for him to advance to a God - the blood of Gods that would break the last barrier for him. To overcome this weakness, Emperor Fenrir decides to restart his life by getting reborn into a body that has the highest amount of God's blood and would allow him to fulfil his goal. And finally, after a thousand years of waiting, he finally found the body he had been waiting for. What he did not expect was for the previous owner of his dream body to be a loser who had nothing except money to call as a power. The pampered young master Fenrir got reincarnated to was the lowest of the low scums who depended on his money to solve all his problems. However, now that Fenrir was here, this was all going to change. The world will see the rise of the tyrant once more...and a god as well. ______ r18 is mainly gore...and MC's tendencies. You have been warned. No Harem. No Romance. Tower starts at ch 100.

"Weakness is never forgiven. It never was. It never will be." No name. No past. No one. Clint grew up in the filthy back alleys of the capital, surviving on scraps, theft, and pure will… Until, by a cruel twist of fate, the most feared man in Kamira — Duke Ravenhart — decided to adopt him. Now, Clint is dragged into a world where a single mistake can mean death. A world where nobles smile with daggers behind their backs, and where even the man who saved him won’t hesitate to kill him if he shows weakness. Trained by a master feared even by kings… Watched by spies, soldiers, and mages from every corner of the continent… Clint learns one brutal truth: “Power decides who lives… and who dies.” If becoming a monster is the price to survive... Then so be it.

Waking up crushed under a man, I nearly screamed—until I saw who it was. Adrian. My cold, obsessive husband. The man I spent a lifetime escaping from. In my past life, I trusted the wrong people. Betrayed the only man who ever protected me and died alone. One life ruined me. This one? I’ll ruin everyone who tries again. Now, the game is mine and I write the rules. I'll act sweet. Stay mysterious. And pit every snake against each other. And as for my dangerously obsessed husband? I will tame—wait... WAIT! I was just being a little gentle, why is this tyrant acting like a delicate princess? 'Hey, hey, stop clinging to me! What? You want cuddles? Head pats? You—You are not a cat, Adrian!' … “He’s deathly allergic to strawberries? But he devoured one from my hand like it’s a miracle elixir.” “He has sleeping disorders? But he hugged me and passed out like a lazy cat!” “He’s sulking… because I didn’t hold his hand?” When he saw me hugging my female best friend? He lost his mind. Yanked me into his arms and growled, “Mine,” like a deranged villain in love. I finally understood: no one else ever stood a chance. I was his only obsession.

Orlax Tirshtain is the villain in the global game [Unification of Empires]. The tyrannical, cold-blooded emperor is a man who slaughtered his own family with his own hands and ascended the throne with their blood—a power-obsessed madman. Despite five years having passed since the game’s release, no one has been able to defeat this lunatic. So, how the hell did I become this damned?????

Everything is unfair, life is unfair, fate is unfair, destiny is unfair. There is no second chance or come back, only one chance in this life. Estefan was bullied, tortured and forced to run away from his home at the tender age of 10, no where to go and no one to accept him. The young boy survived in the most heinous conditions. The end result? the creation of a villain who had every urge to commit acts which could make the worse Devil from hell look like an angel. Story of a young boy forced to be a villain, a tyrant hated by all, feared by all. Estefan Angeras, the eldest son of Duke Gerin Angeras of the Kingdom of Ikarus. Disclaimer: This story will contain questionable things like mass murder, genocide, gore, sexual things instead of innocent fluffs so tread carefully and do not blame me after for those stuffs. If you are looking for heartwarming stories or stories where heroes are good, kind hearted and innocent then this isn't it so please do not read this if this isn't your preferred type of stories. It's just sad and depressing like our lives... Updates: 2+ Chapters per day

Light and color, sound and scent; Clothing, food, shelter, transportation, smartphones, computers; Burning, freezing, friction, explosion, thunder, rain, growth, decay; All material changes and chemical phenomena; Our bodies, our thoughts, our world— were all built upon electromagnetic interactions! Whoever could control electromagnetic forces, they would be the tyrant who dominated the world! However, electromagnetism is too profound for us, so let us start by learning how to "Discharge"...

Siya ay isang ulila na may katamtamang kakayahan at mapagkumbabang pinagmulan. Sa pamamagitan ng pagtitiyaga at kawalan ng kasiyahan sa pagiging katamtaman, desperado siyang nagsanay ng pagkultiba. Sa isang swerteng pagkakataon, nagising niya ang Sinaunang Kaluluwa ng Pakikipaglaban, na matagal nang naglaho sa mundong ito, at mula sa sandaling iyon, ang kanyang pag-angat ay hindi mapipigilan, tulad ng isang kometa na mataas na lumilipad, nagsisimula sa isang paglalakbay ng pagkultiba upang dominahin ang mundo. Nagsimula bilang isang pulubi na inaapi ng iba, siya ay nagsimulang magningning sa bawat hakbang, papasok sa isang panahon ng kaguluhan kung saan ang mga Sekta ay marami, ang mga talento ay sagana, ang Sandaang Lahi ay nagkukumpitensya para sa kapangyarihan, at ang mga bayaning tao ay lumilitaw isa-isa sa isang malawak at kahanga-hangang mundo. Sa 'Tyrant Sky Martial Soul', sumumpa siyang bubuo ng kanyang sariling alamat!

"Your world is about to change." A voice whispered to me. I turned around but everywhere was dark and I couldn't make anything or anyone out. "Who is there?" I called out into the darkness. "I'm a friend Arin, no need to be frightened." The soft voice called out to me. "What do you want with me?" I questioned, my senses on high alert as I could feel the person moving around me in circles. "I don't want anything from you. I'm here to help you." The woman revealed and my brows furrowed in confusion. "Help me?" I asked. Arin is an omega born into the Bloodfang Pack, a role she’s long accepted but never fully embraced. Growing up with her best friend Siena, who dreams of becoming Luna, Arin has always been overlooked and dismissed by those around her, especially the Alpha’s sons, the triplets Kael, Jaxon, and Rowan. However, on her 18th birthday, everything shifts when Arin learns that her mate bond has been forged with one of the triplets. The triplets, each with their own distinct personalities and goals, are drawn into a tangled web of competition, love, and duty. Arin’s bond shifts between them, causing tension and uncertainty within the Pack. But Arin’s journey takes an unexpected turn when she learns of her true heritage: she is the descendant of an ancient royal bloodline, and her powers are linked to the Moonwell, the Pack’s most sacred and powerful source of life. As the Moonwell begins to fade, Arin’s destiny is revealed. Only she can restore the Moonwell and save the Pack, but doing so means losing her mate bond forever. The battle for the Pack’s future escalates when a betrayal leads to a civil war, and one of the triplets sacrifices himself to protect Arin and restore balance. With the Pack’s survival hanging by a thread, Arin must face the harsh reality of her choices and what it means to lead.

[WSA 2025 - PICCOMA AWARDS] 199 times I died. 199 worlds I tried to save. Failed every damn time. Sometimes I was the hero. Sometimes the villain. Sometimes both. I punched tyrants, burned kingdoms, begged gods, broke rules, none of them mattered. I always died before I could finish anything. But this time... The 200th world is different. I woke up with a name. A body. A chance. And for once… I think I might actually make it.

born as a perfect human lab and become a killing machine with no emotions has dreams of a fantasy world from children's books because it is something she never knew died betrayed by her own father then reincarnated as a princess but the world she dreamed of did not match her expectations destruction, war, non-acceptance witness the story of Elliz in changing the world even she has to become a tyrant

Cain got stuck in the land of demonkind! I sure hope he survives.

ROMANCE! APOCALYPSE! DRAMA LOVING GOD! REBIRTH! The hospital lights buzzed faintly above her, the edges of her vision already blurring into white. Blood pooled in her lungs. No family. No friends. Just the relentless beeping of a monitor counting down her last seconds. Rosalie stared at the sterile ceiling, tears sliding sideways across her temple. "I didn’t even get to do anything." She whispered. "No love. No one will remember I was here. If anyone’s out there… God, fate, whatever you are, hear me. Let me live again. Somewhere. Anywhere. Let me matter." When she woke up again, she wasn’t Rosalie anymore. She was Mei Shen, a forgotten noblewoman trapped in a story of cold nights and cruel tyrant hands. One night. No promises. A pregnancy with a tyrant's child. She ran. Hid. Escaped fate’s cruel grip. But less than a month later everything changed. “Subject detected. Lianwei Voss has entered your proximity. Obsession level: 85% - critical. Imminent event : Apocalypse countdown initiated -time remaining: Unknown. New genre unlocked: Dark romance -Obsession + villainous devotion activated." The game had changed. The rules were gone. "You broke the script. But you will never break me."God whispered in her ear. The child she carried was a weapon, her vengeance a fire. And somewhere in the darkness, the emperor’s obsession burned hotter than ever. One night, beneath the empire’s broken skyline, she found a stranger, broken, bleeding, unknown. She saved him. Not knowing she was cradling her own nightmare.

In a world ruled by immortal tyrants, where cultivation is a right only the elite possess, a lowborn orphan discovers a long-lost legacy: the “System of Liberation.” With each battle, each defiance, he grows stronger—not by slaying beasts, but by freeing the oppressed. Every freed soul fuels his power. Every rebel he leads becomes his blade. In a land where freedom is treason, he will rise—not to rule, but to liberate.

She thought she was free. Until a billionaire and his daughter saw her — and decided she was theirs. One wanted a wife. The other wanted a mother. Neither asked if she agreed. They watched her for two years. Followed her every move. Until one day, they flew across the world and bought her future — with smiles, paperwork, and charm that smelled like roses but felt like chains. Now, she sleeps in silk sheets she didn’t choose. Wears clothes she didn’t buy. Answers to a name she didn’t earn. Every touch is a test. Every night is a transaction. And every whispered “I love you” is a warning. She hides pills beneath her tongue. She dreams of running. But there is no escape — only a cage made of wealth, obsession, and unbearable intimacy. Because he doesn’t just want her body. He wants her compliance. Her mind. Her loyalty. Her womb. And when the daughter discovers the truth — she doesn’t cry. She accuses. Now the doors are locked. The smiles are gone. And the only thing more terrifying than being watched… is being needed. This isn’t love. This is possession with a wedding ring. This is family, twisted into obsession. This is what happens when a girl becomes the answer to someone else's madness.

A history professor discovers a coded manuscript in Spain and after deciphering the codex, he appears dead as part of the rituals of a secret society from the Middle Ages and sends the manuscript to two people, one of whom is Gregory Evans, who is now part of a plot in which he is one of the chosen ones by this sect to protect the greatest relic of all time, the Ark of the Covenant. In yet another surprising plot full of twists and turns, Gregory Evans races against time and unravels humanity's greatest mystery, without knowing that everyone has been deceived the whole time.

Elyzara Thorne was just an ordinary woman until she died in the dumbest way possible. One moment she was walking down the street, the next, she was choking on a piece of candy and face-planting into the afterlife. Before she could even process her own stupidity, a snarky system appeared and dumped her into the body of a newborn baby. Sounds bad? Oh, it gets worse. Her new moms are the most terrifying tyrants the world has ever seen two ridiculously powerful empresses who rule with an iron fist, burn cities for fun, and make their enemies weep in fear. The entire kingdom is one bad day away from rebellion, and Elyzara’s new mission (whether she likes it or not) is to stop these two overpowered warlords from getting themselves overthrown. The problem? • She’s a literal infant. • Her moms worship the ground she drools on and think she’s the best thing since world domination. • Everyone around her is scared shitless of her “divine presence,” making diplomacy nearly impossible. Can Elyzara stop her bloodthirsty parents from committing war crimes before she’s old enough to walk? Or is she doomed to be the adorable mascot of tyranny?

Lance, an ordinary high school senior, is on the cusp of a normal summer when the world begins to unravel. As demonic forces rise, he discovers a hidden destiny: he is a Bellator, a descendant of ancient heroes with godlike powers. Thrust into a perilous world, Lance must quickly master his newfound abilities and join forces with a secretive order. Alongside his best friend, Elizabeth, he embarks on a perilous quest to stop the impending apocalypse and save humanity.

You might have seen worlds which are ruled... but this world was owned... On 17th September 2178, a peaceful day on Earth turned hostile, as a crack appeared in the sky, due to a tear in the space-time fabric. that crack joined two Planets together... Planet Earth and Planet Varkor... slowly, the crack had widened and high-tech spaceships, loaded with laser cannons came out from the crack. they attacked and killed people as if to show their dominance... many people died... And by 25th December 2178, Earth was under full control of the Varkonians. little did the Varkonians know, that on the same day of 17th September 2178, a boy was born. a special boy with many boons from the gods. especially, the boon of fire... he was also given 2 purple daggers, made from the upper canines of an ancient beast wolf named Fenrir. That kid was named, Hiroshi Nakahara. He was orphaned at the age of 5. then, a sage took him in and taught him to control his powers. By the time he was 18 years old, he was already the Arch Nemesis of the Varkonians, also, the most feared by them. The Varkonians had made "Tyrants" to rule every singular country. there were more than 195 Tyrants at start. and Hiroshi killed every singular one alone. then, they decided to make even more powerful Tyrants to rule a whole continent instead of a country this time. there were 7 such Tyrants for the 7 continents. they all managed to capture Hiroshi and lock him away for 200 years... but then, in the year 2396, Hiroshi escaped. filled with an even powerful rage than before. His Mission? freedom of Earth from the rule of Varkonians. will he succeed in his Mission? Find Out.

Kazel was a powerful tyrant and a warrior in his world before he was reincarnated as a sickly boy in another world where one could cultivate with their souls.