Tyler Crowley Twilight Novels & Stories

I moaned softly, sliding a hand under my nightie to rub my swollen clit. The door clicked shut behind me. I spun around. Tyler stood there, shirtless, sweat still gleaming on his muscles, eyes burning with dark, dangerous hunger. His sweatpants tented obscenely with that same massive cock I’d never forgotten. “Tiffany,” he said, voice low and rough. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing in Daddy’s secret room?"

he shouts at Christov, as he just puts a forkful of food in his mouth. He swallows fast and looks at Tyler, “yes Tyler,” he says expecting the worst. Tyler smiles at him, “yous likes my Abi?” He chuckles, “indeed I do, will you share her with me?” Tyler looks at me and then back at him, “only ifs she likes yous now.” I nod frantically at Tyler, “yes Ty, I really like him lots, like the biggest amount.” Tyler’s little face is stained with sauce, “ok, thens Wolf needs family night with us.”

It was really awkward for Natasha to be calling me this early. "Hey sis" "Hey Nat" "How are you?" "I'm good what is up?" "Have you been online today?" "No not yet, been busy all morning... why you asking?" "Nothing really... just that there is something you should see" I was curious to know what she was talking about that I did not wait for her to say anything else before i ended the call. I went online and I was shocked to see the news. My pictures and Adelia's were all over the media with the headline THE TYCOON'S SEX CONTRACT LEAKS.

Both boys have the dark skin but Tyler has dirty-blond hair and hazel eyes while Taylor has dark brown hair and green eyes. "Hi, Carrie,” I look at her pretty red velvet dress and white tights. "I like your dress, Carrie; it's very pretty, just like you." I smile at her and she looks intently at my face. "Mirra," she says, patting my face gently; "Your face is pretty; no funny colors." I laugh lightly as I kiss her chubby cheek; "Yes, Carrie, no more funny colors." Tyler and Taylor come out into the kitchen straight to Todd asking him where I was. Todd laughs lightly and points behind them to me. They turn and their faces light up.

Toby said, getting out of the car and walking off without so much as a goodbye. I sighed "Yeah... you're welcome for the ride" I grumbled, getting out myself and shutting the door with a thud. As soon as I stepped out I was met with Tyler and Cory. My best friends. I'm never really sure why though. They're annoying most of the time. Tyler Aldrich was my father's betas son. Soon to be my beta. He was slightly older than me and had already found his mate in Lola peach. Lola was from a pack up north, they'd met a few months ago at a ball and she moved in straight away.

And I decided to change, to stop the drug lifestyle I had started and to take my life back. I opened a bookstore, which is doing quite well, I even have an assistant. It was much later that I learned who this mysterious man was. Calvin Lloyd, the alpha of the Twilight Pack. He had given me a mischievous look before holding out his hand, eyes as blue as the sky, he must have been twenty-eight years old. It was his hand that he had caressed his sex, I think I blushed when I recognized it. I didn't grab his hand and for three years now we've been fighting a cold war, me to hide the attraction I have for him, and him because he's a big jerk and nothing else. I wonder if he knows it was me that d

It's like Ty has a death wish. "Great, I just have to put my books away first." He said and I nodded. "We'll show you to the lockers," I told him before walking ahead of him. "Number?" I asked curiously. "B23." Storm said blankly. "Here you go," I said when I found his locker. "Here comes Cole," Tyler said tiredly and we all looked to our left. "Ignore him," I told Storm who was busy placing his books into his locker. He's wearing a pair of black jeans and a matching black hoodie. His black hair fell into his eyes, he had very blue eyes. Storm is kind of hot.

"What do you mean? Did someone recognize you? Oh god, Clara, tell me you wore those sungla—" "No, it wasn't like that.” I interrupted rather impatiently. “The guy running the shop... do you remember Tyler Wills?" There was a beat of stunned silence on the other end of the line. Then, Ashley let out a low whistle. "Tyler Wills? The lacrosse god? The guy who spent half of senior year in detention and the other half making every girl in the zip code lose their minds? That Tyler Wills?" I nodded like she could see me.

However, before she could utter a word, Tyler’s arrogant voice drifted over, dripping with superiority. “So what if you do? By the time we’re in court, everyone will already believe you’re a fraud. Who’s going to listen to a word you say?!” He sauntered over, dressed head to toe in designer brands like a nouveau riche caricature, with a small box dangling from his hand. As he caught sight of my restrained figure, he let the box slip from his fingers. It clattered to the floor along with a jade bracelet that fell out of it. The bracelet shattered into several pieces.

"He sprained a claw." "A claw? Zach went to see a doctor for a sprained claw? You bought that? Ty, you should know everything that goes on around your pack. I've told you this!" "I'm working. I don't need this. If you're here to scold me about the role that was taken from you and given to me, you should leave!" Tyrel is Alpha now and has nothing to prove to his father except being a good one. He doesn't appreciate him showing up like this or treating him like he's still an heir.