Tyrants! The Prequel/Sequel To The End! Coming November 20th

I officially have a date for Tyrants! And as a treat for keeping you guys waiting, here is a sneak peek from the first chapter:

In a massive swamp, deep inside thick mangroves, a nest lies. This nest houses five eggs, these eggs are of the most powerful predator around, Tyrannosaurus Rex. These nests are guarded by a entire colony of Tyrannosaurus, a entire pack of ten. The Alpha male and female of this pack have been watching the eggs for awhile now, they know very well they’re beginning to hatch. The father bellowed, assuring his hatchlings awaken to his un-matched roar.

The first egg began to hatch, this would be the first born who goes by the name, Tyrance. Tyrance kicked through the egg shell, and blinking stepped into the light of day, smelling the clear air for the first time. He crawled out of his shell. As soon as Tyrance broke free from his shell, another egg began to hatch, none of them knew this egg housed a true to heart tyrant. Tyrance’s first brother was born, his name was Tyrantic. A few hours later another sibling was born, a female Tyrannosaurus. Her name is Tyrana, and she broke through her covering and smelled the swamp air for the first time.

The first three siblings had been born! The oldest being Tyrance. Immediately, Tyrance began to observe his surroundings, he used his already incredible vision and gazed around his location, smelling the scents all around him. As Tyrance circled around his perimeter, Tyrantic, his brother did the same- attempting to equal Tyrance. Tyrana began to plead to her mother and father for food, this made Tyrance and Tyrantic do the same. And with that their father, Tyranak, made his way on a hunt for a meal for the entire family, including the other pack members.

 As Tyranak began the hunt, the remaining two siblings hatched. The youngest brother of Tyrance, Tyranno, and the youngest sister of Tyrance, Tyrani.

Tyranak began to smell with his max potential for any prey, no scent caught his un-matched nose, but he pressed forward. Walking through algae, seaweed, and a lot of rivers in this massive swamp, Tyranak was truly the King and felt no sense of confusion through all of this. His massive feet smashed through the ground, tearing apart the floating algae and breaking any fallen tree logs in his way, he was attempting to alert prey.

Tyranak began to use his nose again, he smelt a scent, a scent only of Triceratops. Tyranak immediately homed in on this scent, and began to run towards his potential prey; Tyranak ran and ran more, using only half of his speed he was already running at twenty-three miles per-hour, and the scent was becoming closer.