Tyler Hoechlin Relationship Novels & Stories

His voice carried a quiet sincerity that unsettled me even more. Before I could respond, footsteps echoed in the hall. My body stiffened. Tyler. He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, his smile crooked. “Well, isn’t this cozy,” he drawled. “Our new bride and my dear friend Ethan.” Ethan cleared his throat, suddenly tense. “I was just welcoming her.” He excused himself quickly, leaving me alone with Tyler. Tyler waited until Ethan was gone before stepping closer. “Careful, Chloe. People might start noticing how different you are from Zoe.”

"We’re trying. We both want to make this work." "I bet you do because Zoey’s family will never let you go for sure," I told him. "And I’m sure I’m not allowed to let her go as well. So it has to work." Tyler responded. "Are you doing something to make it work?" I asked him. He shook his head. "Just doing the regular thing." "You mean you fucked," Austin added. "We don’t even fuck a lot. I bet you had more fuck than we have had since she came here. And the truth is, I’m not even complaining. Like she’s just there as a companion."

Just then, Tyler walked into the living room, taking a beer from the fridge and then settling beside me. Looking at him, I said, “I'm guessing you heard everything she said.” He took a sip of his beer and nodded. “Yes, I did.” “So, are you going to tell me why you hid inside like a little girl?” He shrugged. “No, not really.” He turned to me and then said, “So, are you going to tell me why you lied about our relationship just being sex? Or why you couldn’t tell me you loved me too?” “No, not really?”

The hum of the fridge filled the silence of the apartment — familiar, steady, too loud for a morning that already felt heavy. Footsteps shuffled down the hall. Tyler appeared, hoodie half-zipped, backpack slung over his shoulder. His hair stuck up at odd angles — kid looked like he’d wrestled with sleep and lost. “You’re up early,” I said, reaching for a mug. “Coach said I could come in before class to help with drills.” He grabbed a protein bar and then spotted my phone lighting up again. “You’re trending. Again.” “Lucky me.” He tore open the wrapper, chewing slowly, eyes narrowing. “It’s about her, right? The reporter?”

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."

Allison appears next to me on my way to the locker and tries to take my arm again, but I dodge her hand. "I'm sorry. I really am. I just- I don't . . . “ she trails off and I pause, staring at her. “Tyler and I are together. We made it official," she says excitedly. I do not want to be rude, but I do want to punch her. I keep my gaze on her while I clap slowly, attracting the attention of some of the students.

"You think Tyler's just twiddling his thumbs, waiting for you to get your act together? He's making moves, Hunter." "Cut to the chase, Cole. Don't give me nonsense!" "Oh, just the usual. Tyler's charming her family, he signed a venture with her father, he's being utterly gentleman-like to her as well. Everyone online is talking about him, shipping Claire him together, making fan edits. They've started to forget you even exist." "That's not true. You're saying this to bother me!" Hunter got up as his eyes darkened. He had been away from the corporate world to sort his senses. However, he was updated about what went around. He definitely knew about the venture signed between the Argent and Mur

Not a fan of open relationships, to be honest. “Don’t judge me, girl. It’s grownups’ business. Stay about of it.” “God, you’re older than me. By two years, Louie.” I grabbed hold of his lose fist on the table, clasping it with both hands. He flicked his eyes to them briefly before looking at the tip of my nose. “Please don’t hurt Chase. Badly. He has a problem at home.” “What problem?” He narrowed his eyes. “You don’t know what that is. Stay out of this, Tyler.” He got to his feet. And turned around.

After all, their relationship was no longer what it had been four years ago. Aurora hesitated for a moment and asked, "Vicky, what's your relationship with him now?" Vicky's gaze flickered. "We don't have a relationship." Aurora instantly understood the situation. After a few seconds of contemplation, she decided to continue, "Vicky, when Noah and I went to Molivia to visit my parents a few days ago, we ran into Tyler. He seemed to be on a blind date with a woman. I heard she's the fiancee the Hart family has chosen for Tyler. Her name is Aria."

"I'm sorry. For what he did tonight. Kidnapping you, all of it. That's not okay." "It's not the worst thing that's happened to me." The words came out before I could stop them. "That's a pretty low bar." "Welcome to my life." Tyler was quiet for a moment. Then: "Can I tell you something?" "Sure." "I had a sister. Emily. She was two years older than me." He pushed his fries around his plate. "She got into a relationship with this guy when she was nineteen. Real controlling type. Isolated her from friends, from family. We didn't realize how bad it was until it was too late."