Amina Tyrone Novels & Stories

Miriam fixed a gaze on Ben's face and examined if he truly followed. ''Tony had a lucrative deal with some of big names and top players in business,'' Miriam explained flinching her face away from Ben as she reached for a bottle of whisky in the bar. ''But Tony lost the deal and the young lad had failed to honour his own side of the deal for obvious reasons: he was the vice president's brother and he had clout.'' Ben listened with keen attention as Miriam reached for a glass cup and poured herself some whisky. She gulped the spirit down her throat at a single shot and made to pour another one, but she paused a bit and continued.

I'll be back for you soon. I ran as fast as I could, and because I knew the routes like I knew the back of my hand, I avoided all the patrols trying to track me down. I screamed at the top of my lungs as I reached the border. - I, Beta Brady Brown, resign from my beta status and reject Lycan Moon Pach as my pack. I will continue my life as a rogue and return to save my mate and take revenge on all who cross my path. This is my solemn promise.

Then he groaned, indulging in the sounds of the creaking bed beneath them mixing with her moans and skin slapping skin. "So fucking hot! I love being your daddy, Annie baby. I love fucking my scared little girl. Let daddy comfort your scared pussy with his big dick. Take it, little whore. Take daddy's married dick," Tyrone rasped, breathing harshly as he thought of Tess more and more while fucking who he thought was his wife.

I typed, deleted, then typed again. We want different things, Mr. D’Amaris. I want my company. You want leverage. -Valerie Blackthorn…

I yelled, pulling myself from the mattress to the headboard. My inner wolf was beckoning on me to run, not see him as my mate. "I-I'm looking for Damon! I need to see Damon!" The smile disappeared from his face, going cold completely. He froze, his hand hanging in the air. The heat rose in the room, and I felt it set on me. "Damon?" he repeated, his voice soft in a strange way. "The Alpha who rejected you? Is that your first thought after giving birth to my children?" His sudden rage overwhelmed him. The power aura rolling off him was thick, and I felt like I was suffocating.

Bourbon looked at her and I noticed Tyron's perfectly-shaped eyebrow raise in question. He is curious. Damn it. If this keeps us, Valerie is going to be in danger. Tyron is nothing but an egotistical bastard who always tried to make my life miserable. His name suits him perfectly wel, being a tryant and good at nothing else but to terrorize people around him.

He's handsome though, who could say no to those beautiful brown eyes of his? Tyrone has never had a girlfriend. We even asked him if he was even attracted to girls he said he was. We told him if he wasn't attracted to girls he should just say so and he still insisted that he was. He was telling the truth because when he was sixteen he had a crush on Penny Lockhart, she was pretty, Tye thought so but she didn't think he was pretty. It was so hard to watch my brother turn around in disappointment after confessing his love for her when she turned him down. I and his friends tried cheering him up but he didn't want it. The thing with him is that he bottles up his feelings, he acts like he doesn'

Who could say no to those beautiful brown eyes of his? Tyrone has never had a girlfriend. We even asked him if he was attracted to girls, and he said he was. We told him that if he wasn't attracted to girls, he should just say so, but he insisted that he was. He was telling the truth because when he was sixteen, he had a crush on Penny Lockhart. She was pretty, or at least Tye thought so, but she didn't think he was pretty. It was so hard to watch my brother turn around in disappointment after confessing his love for her and getting turned down.

Tiger growled, tightening his grip on his neck. Tyrone coughed and twitched his body, knocking off the flowerpot on the table. "Please…" he managed to whisper as his breath began dwindling. Tiger glanced at Selena for instruction, but she remained quiet, smiling sinisterly as she watched Tyrone go through unbearable pain in the hands of her wingman. “Please…" Tyrone whispered again, coughing severely. His throat burned, and his pulse raced; his pupils rolled up as he battled to keep his oxygen level from running out.