Blurryface Tyler Novels & Stories

His face and arms were covered with small red spots. "Aww...look at him. He looks grumpy." I said, giggling. "Yes, he didn't want to take any pictures." Rachel explained. I looked up at Tyler, who was glaring at me. He was looking exactly like he was looking in the picture right now; grumpy. "Ty, you didn't tell me that you were this adorable as a boy?" Tyler continued to glare at me, ignoring my comment. Ignoring Tyler and the daggers he was shooting my way, I continued to look at the pictures.

His face showed a mix of disgust and desperation. The content was so twisted and graphic that it sparked major discussions online. People were sharing screenshots and clips in private group chats. "Did you see that sick video going around?" "I couldn't even watch the whole thing. It made me throw up." "Who are these people? This is insane." Some eager internet sleuths got to work fast. They zoomed in on Tyler's face, ran it through facial recognition software, cross-referenced it with social media profiles. Soon the identity of the clean-cut guy was exposed - his name was Tyler Morrison.

“It’s you…” “Me?” Tyler narrowed his eyes, even his voice had dropped to an ominous pitch. The ridiculously fair-skinned man with the sharp chin could not possibly be him. Kelsey was in a world of trouble. She bit the bullet and admitted, “I turned on the beauty filter and this is what happened…”

BLAIR POV My hands flew to my flaming cheeks. “You had spilled the quiet part so loudly, sir.” I looked around hoping that I was the only one who had heard what he had said. He held his hands out. “I'm Tyler, and I'm all about spilling the quiet part loudly.” I stared at his hands for a few seconds before shaking them. “Blair. And I regularly burst out into flames when I get a little embarrassed, so maybe, you could cool it with the bluntness.”

she responded honestly. “I’ll quickly go and clear the CCTV…you both can talk things out and please be fast about it” Tyler spoke up leaving Serena who had no idea he was there in shock. “Hi Dumbo… sorry Serena. Don’t worry okay? Just be honest with Devon and everything will be fine” Tyler uttered while she just kept mute still in shock as she watched Tyler leave. “I had no idea he was there” “Yeah I know” I replied “You…you look so different from the last time” I stated honestly as I could not stop the urge of speaking up about the new facial discoveries.

I've been having a sweet tooth lately, and my favorite is chocolate everything. I can feel Ty looking at me, making me blush. I turn and see him starring, I can't help but cup his face and kiss his lips, getting a choir of awes from the ladies. "May I say, Beta Tyler, that you and your mate are so adorable, sir." one of the older ladies says making me blush. He smiles, nodding his head in gratitude. "Thank you, but just call me Ty," he replies making the ladies look among themselves and giggle as their cheeks blush.

"Sorry. I'm just... worried. You've been through so much already with the professors and the expulsion threats." I forced a weak laugh. "Yeah, well, add rogue wolf attack to the list. Story of my life." The door burst open, and Tyler strode in, his face was etched with lines I'd never seen before--- no smirk, no cocky glint in his emerald eyes. He looked... wrecked. His black hair was loose from its usual bun, strands falling over his forehead like he'd been running his hands through it. Behind him came a doctor in a white coat, clipboard in hand and looking grim.

One hand shot out, grabbed Tyler by the front of his jacket, and yanked him back hard. Tyler’s feet left the ground for a split second before Connor drove his fist straight into his face. The punch landed with a thick sound and Tyler’s head snapped back and he crashed down onto the gravel, arms flailing. He landed on his side, coughing, one hand pressed to his nose where blood already poured between his fingers. I blinked hard, staring at the scene in front of me. My best friend had just turned into someone I didn’t recognize. He stood over Tyler with blood on his hands and that same calm look on his face. It didn’t feel real.

he asked, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. "I'm not saying anything," I insisted quickly. "Did it look like me?!" he pressed, demanding an answer. I took a deep breath before I replied. "I mean, I can't say for sure, Tyler. It was blurry. But I would imagine that if you carry on with your training, you'll have a build like that in a few months." Tyler’s eyes widened, and he quickly asserted, “I’d never do anything like that to her. Never.” He looked offended by the mere suggestion.

Tyler rolls down a cliff, his body being clutched from hitting rocks and dust, he tries to use his claws as brakes to slow down but the ground is too wet and slippery, then he stops by Log smashing his head onto that they knocked out unconscious. "Tyler, Tyler" a sweet female voice calls. Tyler exhales and tries to gain consciousness. "Who….what is….that….". He said as he opened his eyes, seeing a blurry picture of a woman standing in his front. "Tyler, it's me Leah," she said. Tyler tries to see clearly. "I'm here," she continued. Tyler's eyes cleared, and then he saw it, his heart, his lover, standing right in front of me. 'is this a dream or an illusion or just spell' his mind filled with