Tyler Galpin Wednesday Novels & Stories

But now, this man had suddenly barged into his life. “It looks like you still remember me.” With Martin and Vanessa in tow, Tyr walked over to Tyler. “Not bad. In just a short few months, you managed to become the underground king of Swampville City.” Tyler was silent for a few seconds before he laughed out loud. He could be seen extending his arms to go over and hug Tyr.

She dropped it on the table. "Good morning sir." Gloria greeted. "Good morning." He answered as he ate a mouthful of bread. Charlotte walked to the sitting room and turned on the television. The reporter was talking about Tyler that time. "What did I do this time?" Tyler asked a rhetorical question. "A video of Mr Tyler Dalton, only son of Zane Dalton was caught on Camera having sex with an unknown person in a car. It's quite funny because we all know the young man is married." The female reported in blue suit said.

Tyler wiped my tears and kissed my forehead. Tyler had set off to New Jersey that afternoon. He bid me farewell and said he would be back in a week's time. We had only one week to prepare for the wedding once he returned. A week later I waited at the airport for my fiance' who returned as expected. I hugged him and kissed him, I had felt lost without him. " Done." He replied," it was a hassle to get information on your attacker but nothing I couldn't solve. Turned out to be some woman named Sheba."

My father was greeting guests, and I spotted my best friend Amber and Tyler chatting in the corner. Amber had become Tyler’s secretary a few months ago. Her father – another Beta of the Eclipse Pack who’d served my father for twenty years – was stepping down from his seat in the Werewolf Council. Amber was helping Tyler campaign for that seat. The media called them the “golden pair.” They turned heads with their sharp looks and fresh ideas. Even tonight they looked lovely, he in his navy suit and her in a dazzling silver gown. I was delighted to see them both. They worked long hours for the campaign, so I rarely spent time with them anymore. Even Tyler and I’s wedding had been much smaller t

Tyler wiped my tears and kissed my forehead. Tyler had set off to New Jersey that afternoon. He bid me farewell and said he would be back in a week's time. We had only one week to prepare for the wedding once he returned. A week later I waited at the airport for my fiance' who returned as expected. I hugged him and kissed him, I had felt lost without him. " Done." He replied," it was a hassle to get information on your attacker but nothing I couldn't solve. Turned out to be some woman named Sheba."

"Tyler, tomorrow we announce our wedding date to the media while releasing congressional testimony schedules. Are you ready for the circus that's about to begin?" I looked at the woman I was going to marry in three weeks, during the most challenging period of our professional lives, because our love was stronger than political pressure or business complications. "Ophelia Sterling, I've never been more ready for anything in my life." "Tyler Rodriguez, ask me again." "Ask you what?" "Ask me to marry you next month, during congressional hearings, with federal investigators and political opponents watching our every decision." I got down on one knee right there in her office, surrounded by congr

Sighing heavily, I decide to take a quick nap before I begin my study. Not even ten minutes into my nap,Tyler comes in and I open my eyes, staring at him silently as he bends over his nightstand. He pulls the drawer open and takes out boxing gloves which he tosses into a paper bag by his side before heading out and I'm left wondering what it is for. Finding it hard to go back to sleep,all thanks to Tyler. I Sigh heavily and sit upright in my bed,taking out my notes to study. The rest of the week goes by fast and before I know it,it is finally Friday and the week is almost over.

Daphne asked, entering with a tray of champagne flutes – two filled with actual bubbly, one with apple juice because I was apparently the designated driver of our friend group. “Charlie gets Sundays,” Tab and I announced in unison. Tatiana spun the legal pad around for Daphne to admire my color-coded masterpiece. “Charlie gets Sundays because he never works Mondays, leaving time for proper wake-up sex. Gavin’s on Tuesdays because he’s got that whole mysterious billionaire schedule. Wednesdays are admin days.” She shot me a pointed look because I’d forced her to include one sex-free day per week. “Thursday nights stay reserved for Aiden because he’s got that whole tortured artist thing going,

We live a valuable and important existence. Humans have a lot of questions about shifters, there is still so much we need to share and get people to understand. What we are is a beautiful thing and just like there are bad humans, there are people like Apollo that are selfish and violent. But, in my humble opinion, people like Apollo are very rare. “Winnie? We’re ready,” I hear, as Tyler stands in front of me, holding out his hand. He’s wearing blue ripped jeans, black sneakers and a collared black dress shirt with a few buttons undone. In other words, mouth … watering. I accept his help standing and he leads me to a smaller room with a camera.

Tyler said once when she was drunk. Valerie took no offense at it, knowing the kind of friend that she had. Tyler was rich, too. Her parent owned a spa. A very big and recognized spa. She had 2 little brothers and one older sister. Tyler owned a bar; she said that was the only way she could keep life popping. Star Lounge was the name of her bar, and that was why Valerie knew she was lying about using a waiter's phone to call her because Tyler would use the bar line if she were at work.