Tyler Novels & Stories

Bye, Lins," Jennifer said as she ended the call. She dropped the phone on her bed and stood up. She went over to the restroom area. DEAR READERS, I must inform you that the journey of this Book one has come to a close. The captivating tale of THE TYRANT BILLIONAIRE has reached its end, but fear not, this is only the beginning. Book Two is around the corner. It is going to be captivating and worth your time. I am currently working on the book two and everything is going to be ready before next month. Stay tuned for the book two. Thanks alot

“You know that I live to please you, Tyler. Whatever you want, I will give it to you.” Her voice grew more audible as she approached him. “Wow. You look dashing.” Tyler had worn a blue shirt, leaving the first three buttons open so that his chest or a hint of it was visible. He was in jean trousers and white sneakers. Furthermore, he had combed his hair, giving him a neat fit. His violet eyes radiated with desire, seeing Lana.

Mercy. Tyler doesn't stop.

“Lucy! Did you know Eli has fought professionally? Like, actual professional fights?” “Good morning to you too,” I tell him. From the living room couch, my cousin Tyler lifts one hand in greeting without looking away from Eli, a piece of cereal hovering forgotten between the bowl and his mouth. Tyler is seventeen, staying with us for the semester because his parents are in London for work, and he has the attention span of someone who has never met a situation he didn’t immediately try to assess for entertainment value. He has, apparently, decided that Eli is excellent entertainment.

Tyler said loudly, as though Zayne couldn’t hear. “Tell me…” he said, staring at Zayne. “Are you into guys? Because if you are, I don't mind flying you over to my city right now.” “Tyler!” I screamed at him, whacking his arm. “He’s sixteen! Don’t be gross!” “Also, I don’t swing that way,” Zayne deadpanned. Tyler just shrugged. “Okay, cool.” I grabbed my phone and shot Tyler a glare. “You’re insane.” “I was only joking, sorry.”

she squeaks and claps her hand. I can't control my laughter seeing her expression and she joins. "I'll make some coffee, you go and wake Claire up" she tells me taking out 3 mugs from the drawer. Amber's room is in the second floor. I climb the stairs and can hear the sound of the coffee machine coming from the kitchen below. Her dad is an army officer like my dad and her mom is a doctor. She is their only child. She has to stay alone most of the time, so Claire comes and stays with her.

“That’s funny you think that. Bella would never tell anything on you. Pretty she would go to her grave defending you.” “Honey” she pays my hands. “We don’t mean to laugh but Bella loves you. It was your little friend Tyler that followed you around that told us everything. Even when we didn’t ask he just had a big mouth son.” If my jaw could hit the floor I’m sure it be setting down on the patio concrete right now. “Are you kidding me?!” I jump up rubbing my hands through my hair as I process what I just learned. “Shit shit shit. I have royally screwed up.”

But Verena didn't realise that, it was the day the Tyrant was born. And it was there that his obsession grew, grew, and grew some more.

Since then, they became friends and went through a lot together. Tyler is the only son to his parents. They love him a lot. His father owns a company in which Val is working now. But at that time when Ty’s father got into an accident, he is only eighteen and all shareholders started rebelling as to who should lead the company now. Then he is forced to take up the company and the responsibilities that comes up with it.

With another puff of his vape, he stood and pulled his swim trunks back up then flushed the toilet. Right when he pulled the lever to open the stall door, the bathroom door creaked open again. When he opened the stall door, he saw his friend Tyler as he stepped up to a urinal. Tyler was in the automotive department at his tech school, but they had first met at their highschool during lunch one day. Dillon had seen the guy around and he wasn't hard to miss, since he usually had his hair dyed some unconventional colour(that time, he had it dyed blue). He also had gauges in his ears, and Dillon shivered when he imagined how much it