Blade Runner Dr Tyrell Novels & Stories

Her eyes are as deep a blue as I remember. "Hi. I'm Layla Ambrigino! Your father hired me to watch Lorie while you were away. It's nice to finally meet you!" Layla says as she extends her hand out to me shaking me from my day dream. Does she not remember who I am? I think to myself as a sadness fills my chest. I quickly reach out and take her hand in mine. Her skin is soft and cool to the touch and I find myself not wanting to let go. "I am Nicolae Draven. It's a pleasure to meet you Layla. I want to apologize for my father leaving so abruptly and leaving you two alone." I reply with a forced smile.

“That’s not good enough. Bring him here now.” Uri nodded shakily and quickly exited the room, not daring to turn his back on his Alpha. He quickly sprinted to the infirmary block and wheeled oriental healer Frederick Gnome back to the Alpha’s wing. “What is it, Ray?” Sir Frederick had no fear of the tyrannical Alpha even though he had gotten him very close to seeing the Grim Reaper just last week. “My name is Alpha Reagan Lorde.” Reagan gritted out. “Do I need to remind you of it again, Frederick?”

Drystan, the Crown Prince, was surrounded by another party of rebels, led by Edgar. "You have lost, Your Highness." Drystan gritted his teeth and frowned as he attempted to form his fire element, but he was taken aback when nothing came out of it. "H-how..." His eyes trembled in disbelief as he looked at his arm. "It's exactly what I stated." With his sword in hand, Edgar took a step forward, his gaze deadly as he glared into Drystan's crimson eyes. "You have lost." Drystan continued, pointing the blade directly in front of his eyes while he shivered in fear.

The guy screamed out in pain, as blood started gushing out of his neck. ************************* "Noooooooooooo!!!!" Both Wise One and Herbert screamed out of their sleep, and start breathing heavily. "The Tyrant Hybrid has awoken!!" THE END Book two would be available starting from next month!

Tyrell groaned, his hand wrapped around the knife that stuck out of his back. He pulled it out slowly, more blood slipping down his neck as he bled." I said no weapon, damn it!" I stood to my feet, trudging over to where his sniper lay on the floor. "It's over." I breathed heavily as I aimed the gun at him, a wicked smile on my face. His mismatched eyes bore into mine, a grin spreading across his lips. He dipped his hands into his jacket and brought out a remote control with a big red button at the middle.

"Hey, Bullwinkle, it's natural for a woman's body to do that while she's with young. Don't embarrass us, what're you gonna do, run to the doctor every time she pukes?" Ty the expert put his two cents in. I'm pretty sure if he doesn't stop his shit either Con or Lo is gonna put his lights out. The only reason none of us had taken his ass out as yet was because we knew this was his way of not dealing with what we suspected had happened to the commander. A pain in the ass Ty was better than crazy Ty any day. The talk was light as we sat around drinking cups of coffee while we waited for whatever Gaby was gonna dish up this morning.

The hapless Tyrell had been lured there under the promise of fame and fortune; final recognition that his abilities were to be recognised. Tyrell had what his mother called The Sight. His mother had told him that such things were common in their bloodline. Yet it was an ability that had eluded him for many years, developing only when he’d had an accident—a head injury when he’d tripped and fallen down a flight of steps at Birmingham Grand Central Station. He lost consciousness and found The Sight. Days later he’d come around in a hospital bed after neurosurgery to release pressure in his bruised and inflamed brain. Tyrell had heard voices, strange garbled murmurings that had eventually clear

I exhaled slowly through my nose, then shoved the door open. The scene that greeted me was exactly as disgraceful as I'd expected. Calix was on his knees behind one blonde, while the other knelt behind him with her arms wrapped around his chest, kissing his neck. I stopped dead. For a moment, I simply stared at him. This was my Beta. The man I trusted with my orders, my soldiers, and the decisions that kept my kingdom running when I couldn't be everywhere at once. He was the one I sent when a pack needed putting in its place, when a problem needed handling quietly, when I needed someone to speak for me without questioning what I wanted done.

Tyrell meets Bree, a free spirited tattoo artist that was raised by Marcus Lowell - the President of The Snakes, when he is told that he is needed to go to his motorcycle clubs rivals territory to help fight a fight that involves both his motorcycle club, The Devils Crow, and their rival, The Snakes. Tyrell is depressed, Bree Pierce, however, makes everything feel that little bit better, they fall in love and find a home in each other. When the antagonist of the story is found, both The Snakes and The Devils Crow discover that his plan all along was to break them all, he burns down Bree’s salon. As Tyrell’s job is done, he returns back to his own territory, leaving Bree. When Bree was young,

Ty states, I can see the absolute horror on everyone's faces when Ty blurts this out. Dray and Drake look like they want to faint. Ty explains what has been happening and who is behind it. I hear Alpha Dillion growl when she mentions Jyquardini’d name. It seems as though Alpha Dillion hates him as much as we do.