Taylor Cena Novels & Stories

Kayson told him. “Sure!” Gael nodded. Kayson took a cab to go straight to the Tinsleys. At Waylon’s office… Taylor was currently sitting across from Waylon. Waylon had just arrived at his office today when Taylor came for a visit soon after. The man had said that he was here for a drink, and Waylon could not possibly turn him away. Taylor was a patrol from Eternalporium. Waylon had to treat him properly, regardless. He just did not understand why Taylor would visit him so suddenly. After all, he had bruised the man’s ego the night before yesterday.

I asked her. I felt like a total piece of shit because I had been so focused on Jadelynn lately that I was not being a great brother to her. Taylor was involved in a car accident last year that paralyzed him from the waist down. He was a great guy who truly loved his family. He had been one of our head trackers before the accident. Now, he just taught courses to prepare those newly recruited Zeta-Force members for tracking. He was one of the best mentors we had for it.

I suppose tonight will be the deal breaker. ** That knot in my stomach has now tightened to absolute terror as I walk towards the forest edge. The warriors, new and old, coupled with their families and young pups are all standing and waiting for me. Luka looks proud as he watches me approach and next to him are Sage and Alexei. Sage is my Gamma and Alexei is my Delta; Sage’s sister, Saffron, is sick so she's not here with us.

He laughed sarcastically as he brushed his face with his two hands. I am starting to get curious now. What did Cyrene tell him? "Carmela..." "What the fuck are you talking about, Tristan?" I asked through gritted teeth. He looked at me through his tears that kept falling endlessly. "Answer me you asshole!" I said as I pinned him against the wall. "Cyrus!" "Alpha!" Andy and Alicia screamed but I did not let go of Tristan. Instead, I pushed him harder against the wall.

This is the last spell they need to chant. As soon as they finish chanting, something unexpected happens that chills them to the core. Caleb’s body suddenly starts convulsing and lights up on fire!

I replied, making a mental note to come late next time. "Great. So, Gia says you're working on Mr. Taylor's account. Open your email—I've sent you all the information." I opened it and froze. Mr. Taylor, the face, the tattoos. The same guy I had a one-night stand with. No doubt. I scrolled down and almost dropped my phone when I saw him onstage with a mic. "H-he…" "He is a rising British rapper. Last month, he had over one billion streams. Top charts. He's about to go global." The woman said.

Taylor gleamed, coming from out of her closet. Cheyenne was confused as to why the young shifter was in the closet to begin with. “What is going on here?” Cheyenne laughed and Taylor pulled her into her room. “Laser fight with aliens!” Taylor explained. “It looks like a disco party.” Taylor smiled, grabbing at her, urging her to play with her. “No, I can’t play. Your mom told me I had to help you into bed.” “Awe, boo! I don’t want to go to bed.”

Richard nodded in understanding and sent the guard inside to deal with the matter. Inside, Selena was clenching her fist when heard those words coming out form Taylor’s mouth. Before she could say anything, the front door burst open and the guards from Lancaster family entered the space. They quickly rushed over to Taylor’s side and arrested him, locking him in place. “What do you think you’re doing, don’t you know who I am? I am Taylor Lee from the Lee family. If you dare to touch me, the Lee family won’t let you go!” He screamed as he struggled to be free from these people.

“She needs to concentrate.” It took some effort, but eventually, Karl managed to lead Luna Ophelia out of the room, her sobs echoing down the hallway. The door clicked shut, leaving me alone with Taylor and Zade. Taylor worked in silence, her movements precise as she tended to Zade’s wound. After what felt like an eternity, she stepped back, her expression unreadable. “Uhm, doctor, is he going to be okay?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Taylor turned to face me, her sharp eyes narrowing as she studied me. “And who are you?” she asked, her tone cold and dismissive.

Honestly, I don’t know why I even bother thinking about her. Carmen dropped me off at the house a while ago, so here I am sitting on my bed reading about the Payne family online. Tay is 26 years old and CEO of Payne Corporation. He has received some awards for the best businessman of the year. He had his fair share of relationships, but he settled down when he dated Ria Johnson—and they have been dating for a while now. Ria is 23 years old, and a model. I look at the picture of her and Tay. They look good together. I spot mine and Tay’s pictures going inside a restaurant. I look like a teenager, but in this picture, I look more like his little sister.