Taylor Cena นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Apparently, Taylor was also giving his speech! Seeing Taylor step onto the stage, now clad in his graduation gown, Charlie straightened her back, trying to suppress a smile. Taylor grabbed the mic and smiled at the crowd. “Good afternoon, Luxford! I’m Taylor West—valedictorian, civil engineering student, basketball enthusiast, and certified overachiever. Over the past few years, I’ve designed infrastructure, aced exams, and tackled complicated projects. I’ve calculated everything from load-bearing walls to the exact number of pushups needed to survive 24 hours of non-stop studying.”

Randall was not the only shocked person, but so were Zidane and the others. Taylor was a warlord from Eternalporium! Yet, a powerful figure like him was actually injured in a fight against a grandmaster. If news of this incident were to spread, it would definitely cause a sensation in the fighting world! “Damn it!” Taylor’s injury was an important matter that could cause a sensation in the fighting world for Kayson, but it was a humiliation for himself. Kayson looked at Taylor calmly. He had constantly been using the Clairvoyance technique he learned from Cloudia Paragon earlier, and that was how he dodged Taylor’s attacks successfully.

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."

I don’t want him running off in a quest to look for Cynthia tonight, or worse, he doesn’t do anything to show that he cares, and I’d be forced to retreat in shame. Not tonight, at the very least. But I’ll do it first thing tomorrow morning. “I didn’t know Taylor had a family,” I say, trying to change the direction of the conversation, and thankfully, it works. “Just his daughter. He and his wife are divorced.” He pulls out the last glass and cleans up the bloodied area with spirit and cotton wool. “Let me see your finger.” He stretches a hand, and I put my injured one in his. I didn’t think he noticed my cut finger when even I had forgotten about it.

Seeing the look on Taliah’s face I look down, “is he married or something.” Shaking her head no Taliah took a deep breath, “he is like one of the top drug lords of New York Taylor...like in fact, he is one of the top drug runners in the US. Like he is deep in the mafia. Every time the cops arrest him the witness ends up missing or dead, evidence gets destroyed. Taylor, he isn’t a good guy.”

The word exploded from me in a harsh, disbelieving laugh that scraped my throat raw. “You were in control, Calloway. You were on top, pounding into him. Moaning like it was the best thing ever. Don’t you dare lie to my face right now.” Taylor shifted on the bed behind him, sitting up slowly with a lazy stretch that made the sheets slide lower, exposing more of his toned abs. He didn’t bother covering up fully, just propped himself on one elbow, running a hand through his sweat-dampened hair. His calm demeanor sent a chill down my spine, like he was watching a mildly entertaining show. Calloway whipped his head around, eyes wild. “Tell her, Taylor—back me up! Tell her it wasn’t my idea!”

Mr Nova will be happy and Taylen won't need to leave his friends behind. Then all of a sudden Taylen started shaking and fell off of his chair.

Easton flashed me a grin as he slid past Shayla and walked up to me,"I just got a little caught up in the whole homecoming thing. I am Easton." "You two can get acquainted, I will fetch some tea," Shayla smiled,"Be right back." "I am Cameron," I mustered a grin,"A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Easton." Once Shayla was out of sight, Easton trained his gaze on me. My thoughts raced. "I know. Taylor," He pronounced, blowing up a lock of dark hair on his eyes,"You're the guy Shayla is always talking about. The singer." "Yes," I said, grinning internally,"That's me."

Mingling could occur at the end of the hearing, however. Once everyone was seated, Caleb was summoned onto the stage to present himself. A caged Alejandro lay sedated at the dock, as Caleb took position. He had only had to stand here once before, and that was after the death of his father had caused him to spiral out of control and the members had summoned him to ease their fears. The last time he stood in this position, proceedings had gone left when he had attacked the members of council and warned each of them to stay out of Duncan business. He had been young and volatile then, and had tethered on losing his pack.

He's a heavy mother fucker. Walking back to the field, I see a few of my guys dragging a cuffed and gagged Raymond, Kyle, and Alec. "There's wolfsbane in the back of my 4Runner; knock the fuckers out. The rest of Tate's team should be here soon. Put them in one of their vans and head back home."