Turning Red Mei X Tyler Novels & Stories

I dragged my suitcase through the airport, New York's air hitting me, familiar yet foreign. A loud wolf whistle caught my attention. "Welcome back, New York's sexiest artist!" I spun around to see my best friend Clara Willow leaning against her flashy red convertible, her blonde hair catching the sunlight like spun gold. Designer sunglasses covered half her face, but couldn't hide that million-dollar smile. "Clara!" I was surprised, practically sprinting toward her. "How do you know I'm returning today?" Clara threw her arms wide for a bear hug. "Please, you think I'd let my bestie take some sketchy cab home? Grandma Margaret spilled the beans."

advice and ask Aiys. They went this time not for a date but to study Physics. D-10 race, their preparations must be thorough. Their initial plan was to study together with the three of them, Tasya was her group team. But suddenly Tasya couldn't today. Created a group study on a date basis for two people who are in love with each other. Juna drove her car to the Promise Soul cafe. No more chats were created, they were both engrossed in each other's thoughts until they arrived at the Promise Soul cafe, a classic cafe near their school.

Emily's POV The ride home felt endless. Each red light took too long. My phone was face down in the passenger seat. I got to my apartment, threw my purse on the workout chair, and grabbed my laptop to turn it on and wait for it to boot. Then I opened my drive and searched for the file name April. Cole and I shared an email account for our expenses and savings. There were screenshots. Bank statements. Transfers. Everything was from our joint account. I scrolled down and saw the same account that Cole and I had been saving money in for our wedding, honeymoon, and mortgage on our new home.

Tyler's eyes were filled with a troubled look. Then, Kelsey began to whimper again. She would not stop twisting and turning. Tyler held her steady in his arms and pressed his lips closely against her ears to whisper to her, “What is it, Kels?” Kelsey moaned. “I’m burning…and so turned on!” Tyler observed her beet red complexion and the sweat trickling down her forehead. He seemed to have realized something at last. What he finally became aware of had completely caught him off guard!

It's been a couple of months since Tyler came back from his mission. They have totally purged their ranks from traitors and utterly vanquished the uprising rebellion. He brought Jade to the victory party thrown by General Max. She was looking at the man surrounded by his comrades not far from her. Tonight Tyler was forbiddingly handsome in full evening attire and a blue cravat. And he moved and conversed with the same charismatic ease that he appeared to do in everything. She found herself thinking. Perhaps I’ll consider it, just for a moment, in a purely hypothetical sense. Tyler Zimmerman and me, no more divorce.

Tyler's expression darkened even more when he thought about those possibilities. "M-Mr. Grover…" Meghan finally called out to Tyler now that he had ended the call. He merely glanced at her in return. "Are we… still doing this?" she asked, her cheeks still bright red. At that moment, Tyler was no longer in the mood for sex. His expression stone cold, he got up from the bed before a flicker of disgust streaked across his face. "Put on your clothes. We're leaving." His words stunned Meghan. She didn't expect Tyler to act like this. He was the one who had brought her to this hotel, not to mention he was also the one who had stripped her clothes off her. Yet, now he felt repulsed by her?

Tyler said . Evelyn sat there in his embrace quietly before talking on the question that had been bothering her " Your eyes ?" She asked making Tyler raise his eyebrows confused . " Yesterday , your right eye turned brown and the left deep red " Evelyn said and as soon as she said that Tyler felt his back stiffen , Evelyn felt it too which made to furrow her brows. " It's probably your imagination from the heat , we should probably get going Kayla , Mike and Leo should be waiting for us now " Tyler said diverting the topic.

Nyra moved toward my mum, speaking softly to her, trying to take control of the situation. But I wasn’t done. Not yet. I turned back to Tyler. His blood was still dripping. Black against his skin. My grip tightened around what I was holding. “Say it again.” My voice was quiet now, but it carried something sharp and cold. “Say it again,” I repeated, raising my hand slightly. “Look at me… and say you never loved me.” The room held its breath. Tyler stared at me. Tears filled his eyes. Then they fell. “I do!” he shouted suddenly, his voice breaking. “I do!”

Tyler turned around to see a rather attractive young woman standing there with firey red hair “someone should really teach her a lesson” “Yeah, someone should”, Tyler agreed. “Do you want to be the one to do it?” the young woman asked “cos I can show you how” she stepped closer to him “I can show you how to get rid of all the obstacles in your way so you can have Casey all to yourself. You interested?” Tyler nodded “yes. I’m very interested”, he replied “how do I do it?” “I see you decided to go through with it after all”, a very familiar voice spoke up. Tyler glanced upwards to see his red headed friend standing over the grave.

Now it was hip. "What's up?" I asked while sitting in a comfy wingchair sheathed in African print fabric. Tyler sat on the loveseat and sighed. "I met someone." "Really? Who is she?" Tyler rolled her eyes. "Will you stop it! I'm not gay!" But she was hiding a smile. I chuckled. "Tats, biker, muscles …" Tyler leaned forward. "Will you be serious?" "I'm sorry," I said. "What's up?" She licked her lips. I knew she was nervous, and because my Angel of Death was nervous, I got serious.