Tyler Hernandez X Reader Novels & Stories

he murmurs. Immediately, my willpower is gone, and I turn to mush. “Hi,” I whisper, a blush warming my cheeks. Tyler takes my hand, walking us over to the edge of my bed and sitting beside me. He’s wearing a gray hoodie despite the warm weather, his hair still messy from practice, but he smells so good that I practically bury myself into him. He catches me looking. “Like what you see, Garcia?” I shrug, looking him up and down “Hm, nothing I haven’t seen before.”

Jason cupped my cheeks and the warmth from his palms made the coldness from my skin disappear. Tyler, whose unwavering worried face already sent him to a fighting mode for tonight, refused to look at me. For he knew, we both knew, that each time he looked at me ever since an hour ago when he found out about me and the Hearteaters, a tear on his eye would unknowingly escape from his hold. I never saw a man like Tyler in my life. He looks so worried yet calm, so strong and muscular yet still can cry like a young boy who didn’t get his cone of chocolate ice cream.

“Don’t let this be the last time.” “Don’t worry about Asher,” he growled into my ear, his voice low, gruff, and deranged. “He’ll get over it.” Out of all the guys, Tyler had always been the crazy one, suggesting feral and wild acts, always pushing the limits. Maybe that was what drew me toward him. It had just never been this sexual before now, but I knew that Tyler hadn’t even let completely loose tonight. “We’re not done using you. I have plans to make you my filthy” he moved his hand from my neck to my chin and forced his fingers into my mouth “little” he shoved his fingers deeper into me, reaching the back of my throat and making me gag “whore.”

Done? Tyler must be really upset. Yaslyn let out a long, heavy sigh. She could see the heartache in her friend's eyes and carefully chose her words. "I get it, you might not be ready to hear this, but Tyler... He has deep feelings for you. That kind of love doesn't just vanish into thin air—" Zyra shook her head, cutting Yaslyn off. "He's already seeing someone else. I bet they'll be engaged, or even married, before we know it."

Tyler POV I could not believe my eyes when Zoey turned the back of the photo. Selena's face was traced, accompanied by a chilling message - 'Great Thing You Died, Bitch!', it appeared to be written in blood and it was deeply disturbing. As if it wasn't enough, seeing the X mark across Selena's face intensified my anger and confusion. "It was Theda's doing, Alpha Tyler," Lena boldly stated. I shifted my gaze to her, observing her hesitation to say a word which made me start thinking of so many things in relation to the situation.

“Or will, hopefully, be so. We will not keep secrets between us, will we, Heath?” “I will just go use the bathroom,” Tyler decided and rose to his feet, leaving in a hurry. “Tyler ran away,” Heath observed. “That he did,” Talen agreed before leaning over and brushing his lips over Heath’s. “He knows when to make himself scarce,” he murmured against Heath’s lips. “You are upset.” “No,” Heath replied his free hand sliding around Talen’s waist to his back and pushing their hips together so that Talen could feel that he was hard. “I’m turned on.”

To kill Azrael or destroy him completely by destroying her. "To crush your spirit, I came with my pregnant girlfriend and divorce you. After divorce, I watched your daily life carefully but when I got busy in my world with my child. You vanished from my radar. I searched insanely for you and then found that you are already living a dream life with your mate.... Tsk...tsk.. How could I see you both happy?", Tyler said as he had an evil glint in his eyes. Her heart dropped down as a nauseating sensation build up in her stomach. She controlled herself

he challenged, his tone icy and abrupt. The way Tyler interacts with Harrison is even more surprising to witness than the times he actually uses my real name. “I’ll call him personally,” Harrison replied coldly. Harrison’s cold voice was also surprising. When I spoke to him using his former secretary’s phone, and now how he was talking to Tyler. Had I not known they had no cause for anger towards one another, I’d assume they were feuding. “Doctor Enriquez.” Tyler said the name of Xander’s doctor.

My heartbeat was over the roof, Tyler was getting me aggravated with pleasure because of the way he was looking at me. He looked like a lion ready to devour me and absolutely nothing could stop him. SMACK! SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK His heavy hands hit me on my laps repeatedly before he slammed his hand on my spread out cunt. “Arghhhh,” “Shush,” he said, and that single word went straight to my nipples. My nipples hardened like pebbles. Tyler's eyes went straight there and his hands left my cunt and tore my lingerie off me.

I pulled the sheets up, already planning to crash on the couch. But then— His eyes opened. Glassy. Drunk. His lips curved into the sweetest, sloppiest smile. “Ohhh,” he slurred, dragging a hand over my jaw. “It’s my man.” I froze. My man? Before I could process, his hands fisted in my shirt and he tugged me down until I was sprawled on the mattress. Tyler Reyes. Straddling me. Grinding like sin. “Ty—” “Shhh.” He pressed a finger to my lips. “Been waiting f’this.”