Tyler Hynes Novels & Stories

She asked Kaylen as she flipped her hair. “Ugly.” Kaylen replied. “Nice, that means I look great.” she replied and turned to Tyler. He was closer to them already, Kaylen rolled his eyes and stood next to her. “Hey guys.” He called as he got to them. Tyler was their senior and he was ten years old. He talks with Kaylen once in a while and just greets Kaylee as he walks by. Kaylee has a huge crush on him but he doesn't seem to notice. His parents are Clara’s rivals in the city, they compete every time to top the chart of the most successful business in the country.

She replied, stepping back. “You do, too. How are you feeling?” I asked, waving at Tyler. He smiled back. Tyler was tall, every bit of six and a half feet tall. He towered over my sister. He had wavy blonde hair and blue eyes that fit his beach going attitude. He was so laid back compared to my sister. They complemented each other perfectly.

“What kind?” Before she could speak, the blond, Teague, stood up next to Keane. Muscles rippled and flexed beneath his white tee shirt, and it took me a moment to focus again on the words. “The game is called The Hunt,” he explained, drawing what looked like a half-empty bottle of wine from beneath his chair. He held it up and popped the cork, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Whatever the wine had to do with it, I could do it easily.

"Yes. I already told you about her. That Tristan, Alicia, Cyrene and I have been friends since we were kids and that she is my sister." Suddenly, a blurry image attacked my head making me feel dizzy. Two people are talking and I could barely hear them talk. It was us. Cyrus and I. We indeed talked about his relationship with the rest. And she was here last night, Tristan and that guy. "Are you alright?" He asked, concerned. I nodded my head yes. "By the way, who was that guy Tristan and Cyrene were with last night?" He turned to look at me and smiled. "His name is Andy, the guy I told you about at the company. He just didn't make it that day since I asked him to do something for me."

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."

It was uncommon for me to kiss someone other than Ashton in public, let alone a nerd. But looking at Tyler walking confidently next to me, he did not look like his usual nerd self. He was not wearing any vest or even that high-neck buttoned-up shirt that looked like it could strangle his neck. No, he was wearing something casual: a white shirt and black pants. To be really honest, he looked as hot as Adam Levine, which was funny, because he was a nerd—nerds were not supposed to look this hot. Tyler Vincent being hot was the same as Mey thinking Harry Potter was hot, which means it did not make sense to me.

Finley Age 20 Tyler and I had an agreement. If we were around my brother or Colt, he was my boyfriend and I did the same for his parents because he was gay and they didn't know it and he wasn't ready to tell them. Him and Kennedy had become the friends I had never had. They both knew about Colt and the miscarriage and how bad he hurt me, so they were there to protect me.

"Don't think about hiding it from me, Steph." Stephanie's frown deepened even more. Only the people around her knew about the fact that she was fighting with Adrian. But based on Tyler's words, it seemed that he knew that too. He was based in Hydroton, which was very far from Jetterpolis. How did he know about this? "Nothing good will come out of you being with Adrian, Steph. You'll only suffer more. But if you return to my side, things will be different," Tyler said with a smile. "Yes, I did hurt you, but—"

Tyler might not care that Rachel was divorced or that she had been with William before, but Sheryn was certain that no man could stomach watching the woman he liked being humiliated right in front of him. “Ahhhhh…!” Another scream from Rachel echoed from inside. The moment Tyler heard it, he froze. Ignoring his injuries, he charged forward like a madman. The men hadn’t expected him to throw his life away like this. They couldn’t stop him at all, and if someone really died here, they’d be in just as much trouble. After all, this man wasn’t some ordinary guy. He was Tyler Hunt! In Yurelia City, he had a lot of power—they were no match for him.

I asked with a certain curiosity etched inside of me. He held up his hand which was proudly holding onto Brittany's. "Oh, hell no!" I yelled. Christian, Don, and I all ran over to Tyler and grabbed him for a hug. "Congratulations! You're a man now!" Christian screamed and slapped Tyler on the back. Brittany chuckled and hugged Tyler on the side. "When we invite y'all, y'all better come!" I nodded my head. Helena walked over to me. "We will all gladly come to Texas to watch your wedding."