Euphoria Tyler Novels & Stories

“I didn’t really want to but, I needed to get out of the house.” “Heh, so um, how are you?” “I’ve been better,” he paused for a minute and looked down. “I love what you did with the place!” “Thanks, my mom helped!” “Well, you both did an amazing job,” he smiled slightly. “Hailee would’ve loved this, you’ve got her favorite food. . .and her favorite music,” he said wistfully. “Are you ok Tyler? You don’t seem like yourself.” “I just. . . I really miss her, you know?” Tyler said, with tears filling up in his eyes.

After two days, they all came back after having a few meetings with Mr. Vim. He wasn't in a mood to agree with them and give the contract back to them. Jung-Hoon was so stressed in those days, which was making Syanja worried about him. One thing that Syanja noticed those days was that Jung-Hoon is the most passionate about his work and family. She didn't know about what was going on with them all. All she knew was they were having some crises in business. Syanja let out a sigh as she completed her work and a small smile curved on her lips when she remembered that was her last file and now she could spend some time with Jung-Hoon. "Finally, after two days, I am going to spend some time with y

And everything inside her…bloomed. Tyler’s mouth didn’t move from that hard line, but she still thought she could see his smile there. “We’ll get to compliance,” he told her. Promised her. “But first, there’s this. Us. You’ve never had someone turn you out, so you have no idea how you’ll feel in the aftermath.” “I thought the point is giddiness. Isn’t it?” “That’s part of it. Sometimes. But the girls you’re thinking about didn’t call me their best friend. The only thing I promised them was orgasm. They didn’t know me.”

As soon as I heard his strong, gruff voice, I knew who it was. “I wondered when you would come back,” Tyler said as he smiled and gave Tyson a bro hug. “I see some eye candy that can become my next conquest.” Tyler smiled mischievously as he strode to the buffet table where a young dark-haired girl was. “He won’t ever change,” Tyson said, laughing. I didn’t say anything as I was taking him in. He was gorgeous, tanned, tall, and bulky in all the right places, with dark brown hair and baby blue eyes.

“You almost died. You don’t not Kool-Aid-Man your way into a room after that.” Dad stood from his chair. “I’ll give you a moment with your mate.” “My what?” I choked, sitting up so fast I nearly yanked my IV loose. “Excuse me?!” Tyler stood up straighter, brushing imaginary dust off his shirt. “Soon, just waiting on the old confirmation,” he grinned, winking at me before turning to my dad. “For now, I’m just a lover, a bad decision, an emotional baggage all wrapped in a handsome package.”

He hugs all of us and proceeds to ask. "Has anybody seen Tyler yet? I heard he got dumped over the holiday," he says. "Yeah, and he didn't take it easily, so don't bring up the topic when he's here," I tell him. Maeve points at the entrance and sure enough, Tyler is walking up the stairs towards us. He is in navy blue jeans and a grey long sleeve tshirt. I've always liked his jade eyes, especially when he rolls them, reminds me of one of my funny uncles. Tyler pauses for a minute in the middle of the stairs, arms akimbo as he starts shaking his head and I yell at him.

Adrian stared at him for a long moment… then stepped back and let him go. Tyler slowly stood, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes found mine again, They were full of emotion—anger, sadness, and something else. Something softer I wasn't expecting that. He walked up to me, close. I didn’t move, I just stared at him. “Elysia,” he said quietly. “I messed up, I know that. I was foolish, I was selfish but I never stopped thinking about you. Not once.” I stayed silent.

She changes her position, she now sits across my lap, I'm guessing it's so she can look at my face. "Nothing." Tyler lies. "Tyler..." She trails his name accusingly. "Just a pill." He lifts his shoulders defensively. "What kind of pill?" She glares at him. "Something to make him feel less... Miserable." He says. "Tyler, I told you not to give him any drugs, what the fuck!" She grits at him, sounding pissed off. My eyes involuntarily drop down her body, I swallow, my hands start trembling and my pulse quickens the minute my gaze finds her lips.

“Careful, Chloe. People might start noticing how different you are from Zoe.” My stomach dropped. “Stop calling me that.” He chuckled, brushing his fingers lightly along the edge of a bookshelf as he walked toward me. “But that’s who you are. Chloe. My Chloe. Three years… I know every inch of you. You can’t pretend with me.” I stepped back, my voice shaking. “What do you want from me, Tyler?” He stopped just inches away, his eyes locking onto mine. “Simple. I want you to admit you still want me. That you still crave me the way I crave you.”

He just asked her how she is, her prayers and wishes just came true. Missy danced around in her heart, jubilating like no ever. “You’re not suppose to be.” The words came out icily, plummeting the joy that has began to take over Missy’s heart and returning her to a state of confusion. “What…?” She voiced out in a low voice filled with confusion. “You’re suppose to be miserable like I was throughout the night.” Tyler continued, his soft demeanor gone like they never appeared. “You slept well and that’s not suppose to happen. Your days with me will be full of miseries and nothing but that.” He went lapse, his eyes glowering into darkness, the pupils dilating his rage, veins stretched out of hi