Taming The Tycoon Novels & Stories

Rose watched Ty with his pack as he instructed them on what his wishes were. He’d been very careful with how he wanted them to conduct themselves in town. They were to expect trouble and to be followed. His people were to avoid bringing any tails home with them. By using the back roads and backtracking on their trails. They knew the ways to fool the lazy country bumpkins. She’d need to talk to Ty about the way he spoke of the pack he wished to take control of. If they were lazy country bumpkins, then why would he want to take control of the pack?

Tyson smiled wider. “Actually,” he continued, “I never planned on capturing or killing Adrian in the first place.” Those words struck Boone harder than he expected. Tyson resumed walking, stopping beside a long metallic table filled with strange instruments. “You’re so focused on observing him—waiting, calculating, guessing—that you’ve forgotten something important.” “And what is that?” Boone asked sharply. “Sometimes,” Tyson replied calmly, “you don’t need to kill a man to break him. You just need to shake the ground beneath his feet first make him underestimate you and then make your big move next.”

after closing the door and locking it, the male said whilst leading the way. As they head towards the place, Tyler is busy looking around the place, the mansion is really expensive, the difference between his friends and them is that he's friends invested in a hotel to accommodate them and also fund their friendship savings, but these guys build a mansion, maybe finding the funding stuff a trifling matter that one of them can just do if need to be.

I quickly apologized. Ty's life was far more complicated than mine. His dad was an asshole who left him and his mom. He needed to juggle with two jobs in order to help his mom pay the bills. He worked as a barista at Poirot right after school and a drug dealer at night. I had no idea how the hell he was still the top student in his school since he barely had time to study. "She is next, Hunter," said Ty, pulling me back to reality. "Villain X plans on sabotaging her chance of joining the Science Olympiad."

Tyler began to say like a seasoned adventurer mapping out uncharted territories, his eyes gleaming with excitement at the prospect of boundless opportunities. “First, I am going to buy myself a good big yacht. Hahaha. I have always seen that thing in movies and read about it in a book, what is the title of that book…” Tyler tried to remember as he continued to say drunkenly. “Ah! Yes! I remember!” he exclaimed happily, drunk. “Sudden Billionaire Heiress After Divorce! Hahaha! I remember it. Don’t you see! Let me tell you what happened in the story because I want to do everything the MC did in that book hahaha!”

Logan said, getting into his bed. "Sure thing boss. I'll get on it" Damon said and left the room. He drove for almost two hours before arriving at the headquarters of Ty Co. The big software company was owned and managed by Tyson Harper. He is a billionaire and the brains behind the whole company. He was a handsome man, but barely showed interest in ladies. Damon walked straight to the reception and introduced himself. He was immediately attended to when they learnt that he was Logan's right hand man. Damon was led to the manager's office where he would get the signed contract. He entered and was very shocked by who he saw.

"Excellent!" Dean had fought these wraiths. Even with mastery of Transcendent Realm, he couldn't destroy a single one. They were that terrifying. Imagine leading an army of such wraiths into Martial City. Nothing could stop them by then. "Well done, Tyler! How many can you tame in a day?" Dean asked. Tyler was a nobody in the family, so he was thrilled at Dean's approval. "Two." Dean nodded. "Good. Just focus on this. When you've tamed 100, we'll return to Martial City. Not even Felix will stand in our way!"

The explosive and sensational entertainment news headline had firmly claimed the number-one spot on the trending list. **“Elio Leandro and His Old Flame Rekindle Their Romance: Sparrow Princess’s Dream of Marrying into a Wealthy Family Doomed to Shatter.”**

I leaned back in the chair, tapping the pen against my lips, feeling a rush of fierce, undeniable satisfaction humming through my veins. Rex called me useless, I thought, a bitter, triumphant smirk touching my mouth. He let Helen claim I was a financial burden on his pack, while I was the only reason their treasury hadn't collapsed under his reckless military spending. Now look at this. The mighty Carrillo Syndicate was bleeding six figures a month, and it took a 'dying, useless' Luna two hours to fix it. The doors of the library creaked open, breaking the silence. I looked up as Tyson walked in. He had discarded his jacket, wearing only his shirt with the top buttons open and the sleeves ro

It’s ‘French' and the fierceness from their surname sticks with them too. Tyson is inhaling some drugs from his hands. I’m not surprise, typical Tyson. That is who he is; he gets high to stay alright, and if not, he might lose it. He isn’t holding any girl but his green eyes are smirking at me devilishly. His smiles put some knots in my stomach. The eyes are telling me that since I’m their mate, I belong to them, and I cannot escape them. It makes me want to puke as I continue to read his smiles and his eyes.