Timeless Wyatt Novels & Stories

Don't forget what you promised me. That was the last time I'd heard anything about Aaron and Jeremy. I buried myself in my studies and graduated right on time. At my graduation, Wayne got down on one knee before everyone. We ended up having a huge wedding after that. He slid the diamond ring onto my finger and said, "Joyce, I missed the last eight years with you. But luckily, I'll be here for the rest of your life."

She looked up at the clock covered in fog and worriedly asked: – When my mother's memories are awakened, does something happen? Why am I not allowed to do that? The person in front of her sneered. He coldly replied: – Human, thankfully; I'm glad you can think like that. Something will indeed happen. Since your mother's memory of the non-existent timeline has been awakened, she will be watched over by the time principle. Then she will no longer belong to this timeline, so your mother will return to that old timeline. So.. she will die. Not only will she die, but she will also fall into a chaotic time, forever unable to get out. Even if you succeed in correcting the past, later on, she won't b

, he said darkly. “What the fuck are you even talking about?” I bristled. Wyatt raised an eyebrow and set his face into to grim mask. “Nothing that you would understand. Just know that I’m the better of two evils”. “I sincerely doubt it” I muttered dourly, resuming my stare into the night. Silence once again fell in the cabin of his truck and I started to feel drowsy. I closed my eyes and focused on the steady hum of the wind outside, letting it take me to a world with far less problems. Or so I thought.

Mackenzie stepped back and nearly knocked over Judi. “Goodness, I’m sorry. Where are my manners? This is Judi Voight, my most beloved customer. Judi, this is Wyatt Carlyle aka ‘Mr. Playboy’.” Wyatt put a hand on his chest. “You killed me!” He took Judi’s offered hand and kissed it. “I always leave a woman smiling and very much alive, I promise.” “I’ll bet you do.” Judi snatched back her hand. “You’re a charmer, dear, but I’m afraid I’m spoken for. My Jackson will be here any minute and he’s the jealous type.”

He took his chip and looked in sorrow. “We can’t able to stop him. He's going on time. Now what will happen?” I asked Chris hopelessly. “Everything’s going to change. We will go backwards in time. It’s not the time machine you have seen in tv shows. It has far worse consequences. We all will be late 18th century or 19th century. The worst part is no one will remember anyone." “Unbelievable. how can I forget you and Maddy, Alex?"

Just then, she spotted a familiar figure in the crowd. Their eyes met, and Wyatt suddenly smiled. He waved at Adrian, Wyatt spoke up, "Adrian, can I have a minute to talk to you? Do you mind?" Wyatt had a substantial background and was one of the most promising young talents of this generation. He also had good connections with the RK Group. Adrian had long wanted to associate with someone like him. One minute wasn't much, so he decided to respect Wyatt's request. "Natalie, wait for me for a minute," Adrian said to Natalie before walking towards Wyatt.

I frowned. "Just leave me alone, Anny. I wonder where you've got all these nasty ideas from. I can't cheat on you, Anny" He yelled at my face and stormed out. *** Days Later... Wyatt puts on his gray suit and his classic Gucci, silver wristwatch. He looked as charming and handsome as usual. The wall clock just chimed twelve. He'd arrived from office two hours ago, early this morning and now he's going somewhere. Somewhere I don't know...

But Emily had managed to awaken something dormant within him—a flicker of hope, a hint of longing. Wyatt’s feet thudded lightly against the plush carpet in his grand office as he stood up from his seat. His fingers lightly held a crystal glass that contained the whiskey he had been drinking. His crisp white dress shirt had its sleeves rolled up to just below his elbows, giving off a hint of nonchalance. The shirt was left unbuttoned at the collar, perfectly complementing his tan complexion, and accentuating his strong and masculine features. His dark tousled hair, a shade of deep, rich brown, added a touch of laid-back charm.

Celeste asked. Both of his sisters made gagging noises as Wyatt rolled to his back. “Thanks for ruining any plans for a morning quickie,” he grumbled. “Tuesday,” Celeste said and heard him groan as his sisters complained about the suddenly pitched tent under the sheet. “Teuf, go with Wynne,” Celeste said, throwing off the sheet and standing up and stretching. Wyatt looked over and growled at her and she simply smiled seductively over her shoulder at him. “USDA prime grade A,” Whitney said reading one of her tattoos.

He is the Gamma to Alpha Wyatt. Once Alpha Wyatt took over, nothing changed. He had the same views as his father, which I was grateful for. Alpha Wyatt is 26 years old, and still hasn't found his mate. I could tell it was taking a toll on him, since he had not only his Alpha duties, but he had to pick up the Luna duities as well.