Tyler Crowley Novels & Stories

He shouldn’t have been surprised his luck didn’t last as he got ready to leave the kitchen with the food and some bottles of water. “So what’s up with you two and your PA?” Tyler stood in the doorway. He’d obviously been out with the rest of the Clan, just left in his pants and his tattoos. His arms were crossed over his chest. Hunter was happy to note it didn’t appear to be angry, just curious. “How about a big lot of ‘Noneya’? As in ‘None ya business’?” Tyler’s eyes rolled, “I get it’s none of my business. Just wanna make sure Kyra’s not going to kill anyone. She’s mighty fond of Sally and I don’t want more blood in the office.”

He didn’t miss a beat. I raised a brow. “Hi to you too.” Tyler ignored me. “I was texting because I needed front row access to the awards! I made a bet with one frat idiots that I’d stream it live with your help!” “Well, sorry I wasn’t helpful,” I said, cozying into the seat. “I was busy trying not to burst from anxiety.” Tyler huffed dramatically, then waved his hand. “Fine. I forgive you. It’s not your fault. I blame Tyson. He didn’t come through for me when I begged him to get me access to the awards.”

"I've overheard at least a dozen conversations about the mysterious Sterling daughter who vanished for years and returned as a force to be reckoned with." As she spoke, I noticed a tall, dark-haired man across the ballroom watching our conversation with intense interest. He was incredibly handsome, wearing a perfectly tailored tuxedo that emphasized his athletic build. Something about his focused attention made me feel both intrigued and wary. "Elizabeth," I said quietly, "who is that man who's been watching us?" She followed my gaze and smiled. "That's Tyler Rodriguez, star center for the New York Titans. He's one of the most eligible bachelors in professional sports, and also one of the mo

Then just as quickly it was gone, his expression turned to ice his jaw tightened and he looked away, dismissing me as if I were nothing more than a stranger in the crowd. Before I could process the sting of his rejection, Claire let out a cheerful, high-pitched squeal. "Tyler!" She darted past me and launched herself at him. She wrapped her arms around his, pressing herself against his side which made my stomach clench. Tyler looked momentarily surprised but he didn't push her away. One of his friends grinned. "Damn Ty, keeping secrets? Who's this?" Tyler's eyes flickered back to me for a fraction of a second his expression unreadable before he looked down at Claire. "Guys, this is Claire,"

Sean then knelt down, grabbed Tyler's lapel, and began punching his face repeatedly. Frightened, Tatiana cried, "Stop! Stop it!" She ran up to Sean to grab him so he would stop hitting Tyler. She was scared Sean would actually kill the boy. "You … How dare you? Do you have any idea who I am?" Tyler grunted out weakly, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He glared at Sean, yelling, "My dad is Crowley Corp's President! Hit me again, and I'll make your life hell!" "The name's Sean Lynch, from Belbanks." Sean's voice was tinged with anger.

It read "Results for Tyler" Tyler miller or better known by his stage name meetme is an Award... I clicked on it and a whole page with his career history was displayed. He had won six Grammy's in two years, top the billboard charts a few dozen times, also performed at the BBMA's, EMA's, MMA's and others. He sold out stadiums on his last tour. And he was eighteen and single, they placed emphasis on the word "single". I rolled my eyes and scrolled down. There was an article which read

I needed to buy myself a lot of time or else, I was going to be doomed if he discovers. Bang! I collided with a figure just as I was running, making me fall to the floor. Immediately, a sense of premonition arose in my heart as I stood up and looked at the figure. Frowning, I saw that the figure was a man in his late sixties. But from the looks of it, he didn't seem to be a member of the pack and it made me wonder if he was a spy. But then I could care less about that at the moment, I needed to leave as soon as I could. I didn't know if Alpha Kyle had noticed that I was missing or not.

Tyler began, his tone defensive. "Clearly, you didn’t!" Clara cut him off, her voice sharp and laced with anger. "You put us all at risk." "Mom! I’m not a child. I can clean up my own mess. Avery isn’t some loose end. She’s loyal to me!" Tyler shot back. "Loyal? There’s no loyalty in this war, Tyler. How long do you think that loyalty will last if someone offers her something better? More money, perhaps?" Clara asked, scoffing.

After plugging her's and Grace's phone they both lad on Humphrey's bed as they viewed the short funny videos on his phone and laugh, few moments later someone steps in, they both got up to see who it was and was surprised to see that it was Thomas. Thomas is a short black guy,who had once tried to ask Tory out when she started college but she had rudely ignored him because she finds his attitude bad. Everyone knew Thomas as a rude, arrogant young man who takes pleasure ask, dating and using new female students who just gets into college. " Humphrey is a friend of Thomas??" Grace asked Tory as soon as Thomas took what he came for and went back out. "I had no idea they knew each other" she rep