Brittany And Tyler Novels & Stories

said Nadhea, moving towards a hand dryer that made noise and was lukewarm. On the other side of the world, Brittany has been keeping a close eye on her relationship with Zayn. Passers-by are used to getting random events that are unusual for pedestrians. Just a shake of the head in response they see Brittany kicking her feet using high heels into the drinks machine. "Why are you silent, Zayn? I was so angry that I didn't see it at all!"Brittany curtly recalled the events of a few hours ago that labeled those women mercenaries. But his brother took a sip of the warm canned coffee he had taken without saying much.

I raise my eyes to his, his grip tightened on my jaw. “Camilla,” I said. His smirk deepened. “A nice name… for a pretty doll.” Then his hand left me, and only then did I realize I was shaking all over, my knees weak, my lungs heavy like stone. I had tried to show him I wasn’t scared, but he saw through me. He saw everything. Who wouldn’t fear him? Alpha Lennox Steele. The Pack Slayer, one of the many names the people had given him, The Tyrant. The man who turned villages into ash and left bones for wolves to gnaw. The one mothers whispered about in the dark to keep their children silent.

Just as I was getting ready to leave work, Brittany came running over, saying a hot guy was here looking for me. Without thinking, I assumed it was Jessie. My heart raced, but I was also terrified of seeing him again. I hesitated and dragged my feet for a while before heading downstairs. When I reached the bottom, all my excitement deflated. It wasn't him. It was Tyler, the guy I had gone on a blind date with. He smiled warmly as he invited, "Would you like to grab dinner together?" The restaurant he chose was the same one I liked. "I'm so sorry it took me this long to come find you. Something went wrong with a company project, and I had to go on an emergency business trip for two months. I

The voice of a girl who’d been heading to the bathroom, taken a wrong turn, and found—of all people—her ex-boyfriend standing alone in a den looking at his phone. Chase looked up. His face did the thing it always did when I appeared—the brief, involuntary recalculation, the flash of something that might have been irritation or exhaustion or the specific weariness of a man who knew he was about to be managed and couldn’t figure out how to prevent it. “Brittany.” “Didn’t expect to find anyone back here.” I tilted my head toward the booth. “Sadie’s idea?” “Tyler’s. He wanted team photos. I’m waiting for the printer to spit out the strip.”

But where Tyler's eyes are storm-grey, this man's are ice blue. "Mitchell," Tyler says flatly. Mitchell Raven. The stepbrother. The rival. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your... pet?" Mitchell's smile is all teeth. A predator's smile. "April, this is Mitchell Raven. My stepbrother." Tyler's voice is cold as winter. "Mitchell, this is April West. My fiancée." "Fiancée." Mitchell laughs. "That's rich. How much did you pay her?"

She was looking feisty, like it was personal and she had to give it her all. It wasn’t so hard to make out as I observed her quietly and closely. Taking up all over her moves and how fast she could go. I didn’t need to watch Jaden and Tyler fight since we already knew the outcome. It was more like he was teaching two people and his girlfriend, Brittany was stuck in our middle, trying to prove herself. It shot up all of a sudden, with everything becoming so intense and serious. I didn’t know how long we were fighting for but I know it was pretty long.

“It's a pleasure to meet you, Tyler. I’m Amber, Melissa’s best friend.” Tyler took her hand, his gaze locked on hers. “The pleasure is all mine, Amber.” he caressed Amber’s hand, and she pulled her hand away. That action didn’t get past Axel who frowned instantly. Tyler faced Axel. “Good to see you, man. You’re the star of the school’s basketball team. It’s hard not to know who you are. I’m Tyler, by the way.” Axel nodded. “I know,” he replied curtly. Melissa giggled. “Amber, you won’t believe it. Tyler is going to be at Bryan’s party on Friday night. Turns out, they are best friends.”

“I didn’t mean to bring her up like that, I just—” “Allie is loud,” Tyler interrupted smoothly, his voice dropping into a quiet, level baseline that cut off my apology. “And like I said, there’s no friction there. As for my actual type… it’s a secret.” “Hmm,” I murmured, rolling my eyes. “Convenient. Tell me about Caddy, then. How did you two even meet?”

Lana’s POV “This is ridiculous! I didn’t do anything wrong,” Brittany yelled as Tyler pulled her out of the car and practically dragged her over to us. Kade just stood beside me, his arms folded across his chest as he stared down at his longtime friend. Her eyes were red, as was her nose, making it clear that she’s been crying. “So, you didn’t lock Lana in the bathroom?” Tyler asked, his voice laced with sarcasm. “Noted.”

Tyler only but shakes his head, “Oh, no, you are not getting out of this one.” The man bursts out in a fit of laughter as he only slaps Tyler on the back, “Come, you can do this shit at home. Let us hook up at the tavern.” With that, we all pull back onto the road; much to Tyler’s annoyance, I put my Britney back on. He only smiles at me as he lays his hand over my belly, with eyes that are only but sparkling; he gives me a sneaky smile, “I sure hope these are two boys because you will drive me crazy with Britney all day.”