Txt Character Novels & Stories

Instead, it’s a text from Tyler. [Ty: My name is Tyler Winchester. Pleased to finally meet you.] I just… stare at it. For a second, I don’t even move. Just let it sit there on the screen, a single line of text that shouldn’t feel like a gut punch, and yet it does. Because that? That’s Tyler reaching out. That’s him saying, 'I see you now. I still want to know you anyway.' I thumb a response back before I can second-guess it.

I bit my lip when he got up from the couch to take off his clothes desperately, and I took advantage of ogling it at every garment he took off, knowing what would come when he was completely naked. “What the hell...?” My eyes widened at the sight of a tattoo on his chest. It wasn't just any tattoo, of course. On his left chest there was an A written in cursive letter and inside the letter I could see a landscape. "I wanted to take your memory with me, Abbie,” he explained, kneeling naked between my legs, "I always wanted to remember the first moment we met." “Is it the island?” I asked looking at it closely; I liked how incredible the blue sky, palm trees and sand looked. It was as if the A

After their hug and talking they all go to class and honestly Tan felt a little better, but Harris still lingered. Would it hurt to just text him? As a friend, just to see how his day's going... Tan puts his phone away finding the idea crazy. All he's wanted to do was talk to Harris but he has to stay mature and staying mature doesn't involve text blasting the guy you want to want you. As he's walking in the hall Tan takes his phone back out staring at Harris's name on his screen contemplating to send him a text, Tan looks up and sees Tommy "Tommy!" He calls out and takes off running towards Tommy. Tommy stops and turns around waiting for Tan to catch up "just the varsity captain I was looki

“Tyler was already in bed kissing and caressing Xyla when he told her Let me go get this babe, don't move cause I'll be right back, okay?" She blushed and said "Yes your majesty” Tyler approached the door to get the trolley while wearing a white bathroom robe with his hairy chest out for display to receive Xandros and the food “That's all for now sir" Xandros said as he pushed it over to him, then for some reason Tyler stood there and stared at Xandros like someone he knew and said “That voice! I think I know you from somewhere" “No you don't!" Xandros revolted in fear and began to back away from him.

No offense. Maybe a little. The boundary formed. Charles opened the message. No image. Only text. HELLO, CHARLIE. He started crying instantly. Thomas looked away. Charles typed with shaking hands. DO YOU HAVE A NAME? Long pause. Then: YES. He waited. Nothing else. Charles almost laughed through tears. “Fair.” He typed: DO YOU WANT ME TO KNOW IT? Pause. NOT YET. Charles nodded. DID I HURT YOU? The answer came quickly.

Grace leaves. "Why should I be fired?" I crossed my arms. Tyler's black hair was tousled, his forehead was sweaty causing a few strands of hair to stick to it. He wore black jeans, a black T-shirt and had a small piercing in the corner of his lower lip. A more or less large tattoo in the shape of a lightning bolt stood out on his neck. Tyler was quite a bad boy. "Well, you're right. Do you like the song? It was especially for you."

I grab the phone and scroll up looking at how this even started and that’s when I see a picture of Storm she looks so sad and Boris is crying, their backs are touching each other’s as they both morn over something. I arch a brow and sigh, “Tyler, this is not for you, this text was for me, now this person thinks I sent these emoji’s.” He shakes his head, “no, Wolf know it’s not yous, I talks to him.” I sit up straight, “what, Tyler, explain.”

After 10 minutes go by I hear the bedroom door open. “ Charlotte” Alex’s voice rings through the room “ hey are you okay?” He mumbled walking into the bathroom letting out all the steam when he opened the door “ yeah I’m fine it’s just hard you know I could be dead in a few hours” I mumbled Moving my hair out from in front of my face. He growls and steps into the shower in front of me “ look at me” he growls “ Charlotte!” He whispered yelled I slowly looked up at him trying not to cry

The sky burned with the blood-red hue of a coming war. Luna stood on the cliff’s edge, the wind tangling through her silver-streaked hair, her gown billowing around her like smoke from a wildfire. Below her, the valley groaned with the restlessness of warriors preparing for what would be the final clash of bloodlines. The Trial of Flesh and Fire had left Kael marked in ways only she could understand. His back bore the emblem of the ancients now, the mark of the true Alpha. But it was her soul that was aflame.

Just clocked out. My bestie, Chloe, texted. Begging me to go wild with her at a bar. I collapsed onto my bed. Exhausted. “No way. My legs are jelly. I can’t tonight.” I splashed some water on my face and stared at my reflection. Pale. Drained. Suddenly, I knew I needed a release. Anything to forget my inhuman, tyrant werewolf boss. I grabbed my phone again, ready to text Chloe. I wanted to type: “My whole body aches. No energy for the bar. I desperately need a rough, deep-tissue massage session tonight.” But my brain was fried. I just typed: “Just need a rough, deep session tonight.” Five minutes later, my screen lit up. But it wasn't a message from Chloe. It was from my cold, untouchable A