Tyler Hynes Novels & Stories

"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."

Tyler chuckled, pulling open his backpack. He had filled his backpack with bags of whitish powder! My eyes almost fell out of my sockets. Was the powder what I thought it to be? But Tyler was the CEO of Zeusolutions. He couldn’t stoop that low! Kevin clapped his hands, then leant closer to Tyler to take the backpack from him. “In just a short time, you managed to get so much,” he said aloud. Not believing what I had just seen, I inched forward to get a closer look. No, my Tyler may be a horny and desperate womaniser, but in no way was he a drug dealer! The fact just burned my ‘perfect’ image of Tyler to ash.

Wait, did that come out awkwardly? "Thought you'd never ask. As you already know. I'm Tyler Jones, 26, and the Manager of the mighty Friz and co. I earn 6 digits a year." He said proudly. "I studied in the country, college friends with your boss, Hames. I have a Family; a wife and 3 children." He smirked at the last sentence. My jaw dropped. "You have a family?" He let out a throaty laughter. "I'm just kidding, your reaction was cute to watch. I'm still an eligible bachelor, hoping to start a family soon." He winked.

It was none other than my next-door neighbour, Tyler King. Tyler goes to my school and he is a major player. He has almost every girl at Preston High falling over their feet for him. He didn't care for any of them. All that mattered to him was getting laid. A lot of the girls at school were happy with just one night with him. Some hoped, but they knew they couldn't ask for more. The longest he has ever been with a girl was a week. Tyler is like a caged tiger; he couldn't be tamed.

Stephanie's POV: At 6’5”, Tyler towered over most people, his height and presence immediately commanding attention in any room. His broad shoulders and athletic build gave him the appearance of a man who is both powerful and capable, while his chiseled jawline and neatly groomed stubble add a rugged sophistication to his look. His dark brown hair, slightly wavy, was styled back neatly, revealing a high forehead and adding to his mature yet striking appearance. His hazel eyes are deep and intense, often flickering with a quiet confidence that makes him stand out.