Goodwill Sir Tyler Novels & Stories

Gamma Tyrell (Ty) Cloudwater is a loyal footsoldier to King Aidan, he was killed along with Drax and Aidan in a coup by their best friend and blood-brother over a thousand years ago. These events led to him being reborn as one of the most powerful Supreme Beings with Aidan and Drax. Their mission is to keep the supernatural in line to maintain peace. On his journey expanding from revenge to love, he had to make a sacrifice to kill an evil entity, one he will regret or will he?

face clean shaven. His reddish hair was shaved close to the skin, he was almost bald. His hazel eyes had a bit of a dull color to them. In many ways, he was the complete opposite of his father, Leo. Where as Leo’s dirty blonde hair flowed well past his shoulder, his beard grew wildly, equally as long. Guille preferred to be more, reserved. Tyler cleared his throat, stepping forward and drawing my attention to him. “Good afternoon. I am Pack Alpha Rose. I don’t believe we have officially met,” I said formally, rising to my feet to shake his extended hand. “Beta Tyler Rees of Blue Moon Pack,” he responded. Jeremy’s pack? I wonder if he would be happy to know he is alive. “What ca

Bodyguards. “Let me introduce myself properly.” Tyler said calmly. “I’m Tyler Miller.” Dennis’ face drained of colour. “And since you like names so much,” Tyler went on, “I know yours very well. Dennis Blackwood. Your company has been begging mine for funding. We were supposed to have a meeting today.” He paused. “But from what I’ve seen, there won’t be any deal.” Dennis’ lips trembled. “Tyler… Miller?” he whispered. “Mr. Miller? I…I had no idea.”

He whispered into her ears, head leaned over to her shoulder, his height having him arched his back. “I think that’s a good idea. I could use a little vacation.” Missy approved of the idea. Epilogue *Seven Years Later* Surprisingly, Tyler remained alive and well. Even watched as his wife nursed their descendant from the early stage, now approaching the final stage. Perhaps it was because of him changing his ways, he donated more than he usually dated, donated to everywhere he could. Maybe, him doing all of those good deeds put him in a favor hold with the universe.

Two generations of the Stockholm family had been working the dairy farm and making the business a billion dollar entity. The day Willa went to the Milford's wine tasting party she encountered Grey Langly. The real estate tycoon from Frankfort who was an architect by trade. She accidentally bumped into him while carrying a glass of red wine in her hand and spilled the contents down the front of her dress. "Oh my!" "Pardon me miss" exclaimed Grey! "Let me get you something to wipe up that mess." When Willa locked eyes with Grey she instantly fell silent and couldn't speak. His dark eyes and handsome face rendered her speechless. She couldn't move and her heart raced.

Tyler apologized for being found out at a very wrong time when Philip was warming up to him. “Don’t be. I have no problem with the likes of you. My deceased brother was also gay and… he was loved,” Philip assured Tyler that nothing would change about their relationship. “Just be yourself starting today,” he ordered. Tyler cried at Philip’s assurance that he wouldn’t be shipped out from his mansion. He thought that it would be hard for the man to accept his true self so he hid it! “I will make you proud, Papa.”

I could even see his jaw clench tighter, making my stomach sick as I knew what was going to happen when I got home. "Kota, wait!" Tyler called again as he finally made it out of the house. Jason finally gave up with a huff and dropped his hand from my arm down to my hand really quick, then turned to Ty with a fake, happy grin on his face. He gave off the impression that he just realized Tyler was there, and it seemed that Tyler bought it, and I gave him a small smile when he reached us. "So you're just leaving, not even going to say goodbye?" Tyler's voice held confusion, his green eye's swirling with hurt. "I mean, we haven't seen each other in 4 years," he said with a sad smile on his face

That's the power the Morris hold in Italy after Dante Matthews of course since he literally runs the whole of Italy with his underworld connections all over the world. "How do you know that she was the best cook in the whole Morris legacy since you weren't always alive to taste every one of your great grandmothers' food." I joked. He smiled and put me down on my feet in front of my door. "I just know she was and I don't need to prove it to anyone." he replied, " Can you walk inside without falling on your ass, Sab?" his cheerful mode turned sour all of a sudden which made me frown. "Jackass," I mumbled in my mouth " Are you a bi-polar or something? What happened to your mood all of a sudden?

He doesn't deserve to be. I've known him as an influential man who rules the business world, this man who claims to be my Father is no puppet, he is known to be ruthless, a brutal and dangerous business tycoon. This man has everything I need to prove my innocence and claim back Darren's love, and most importantly my revenge on the Taylors. I might not like him so much right now but I need him, I need this strange family I just found myself in.

“You’ve got a meeting. Tonight. With him.” I blinked. “Him?” She grinned. “Yes. Ares Fontaine. The venture titan from Geneva? Billionaire, ghost investor, everyone’s wet dream. He’s here, Caleb. At this party.” I stared at her. “Are you serious?” She nodded, glowing like she wanted applause. “I did it for us.” I was stunned. I pulled her into a hug, murmuring, “That’s... incredible.” But even as I held her, my mind betrayed me.