Tyler Novels & Stories

he asked me for confirmation "Yeah" i replied "Okay, Elena take care this is chance to impress him" tyler said making fun Elena nods her head in yes "Good night guy's" tyler left Now we are here only us. I don't know how long this night will feel anymore.

Tyler will be mine, one way or another. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

He hugs all of us and proceeds to ask. "Has anybody seen Tyler yet? I heard he got dumped over the holiday," he says. "Yeah, and he didn't take it easily, so don't bring up the topic when he's here," I tell him. Maeve points at the entrance and sure enough, Tyler is walking up the stairs towards us. He is in navy blue jeans and a grey long sleeve tshirt. I've always liked his jade eyes, especially when he rolls them, reminds me of one of my funny uncles. Tyler pauses for a minute in the middle of the stairs, arms akimbo as he starts shaking his head and I yell at him.

~~18 years old~~ Trevor alighted from the old beat-up truck he often drove and sprinted inside the clinic. He halted by the reception desk and puffed out a breath whilst holding his side. The blonde sitting in the tiny cubicle tilted her slender brows as she stared at him. "I am Trevor Williamson. My mom is here." The receptionist, whose name on her badge reads Charity nodded. She fixed the glasses she had slid down her nose to assess the boy who looked to be in his late teenage years back to her face.

I said, nodding my head to him. He looked surprised that I would know his name. Tyer stood right about 6’0 tall, curly brown hair came down to his ears, highlighting his facial features. His brown eyes lit up when I mentioned his name. “Yes, Luna. Tyler at your service,” he said, opening the door for us. Tyler was Tyree’s twin brother. That was how I realized who he was, but there was no way that I was about to tell him that. “Thank you, Tyler,” I said as we passed. Kai chuckled through the link, but I just ignored him.

Tyler smiled . "So you haven't been with anyone?" I asked. I didn't really want to be direct. "No." He replied . " No office fling. No one night stand." I asked. " No Larna. I am a virgin." Tyler said in almost a whisper. " Why are you whispering?" " Because it's embarrassing. Where have you seen a thirty year old virgin?" Tyler laughed nervously." But I want to save myself for the one I marry."

Then, she saw him. Tyler. Tyler Bennett, who’d been the star quarterback of their football team, the most popular guy in school, the one who’d always had everything handed to him on a silver platter. He was standing near the bar, his back to them, but Kayla would recognize that broad shoulders and that cocky stance anywhere. But when he turned around, she barely recognized him. His face was gaunt, his hair unkempt, and he was wearing a worn-out suit that looked like it had seen better days. His eyes were red-rimmed, and he was holding a glass of whiskey so tightly his knuckles were white.

I ask. Tyler walks forward slowly, stopping right in front of me. Meanwhile, Alex steps back a little, still grinning like this is the best day of his life. Tyler runs a hand through his hair, and stares at me. “I was going to do something big,” he says quietly. I blink. “This isn’t big?” He huffs a small laugh. “Alex said I needed dramatic.” “Alex is a bad influence,” I say immediately. “Correct,” Alex calls. Tyler ignores him and takes a breath instead. Then, right there in the middle of the parking lot, surrounded by half the school, Tyler Brooks drops to one kne

"Bring one of the cars and meet me where I am" "Where are you?"He asks in confusion. "Fu*ck it,Tyler,You have a tracker,I don't know the hell where I am but it's quite messy here,Bring gray along with you, tell him to drive the black jeep here too" "Alright,Give me some few seconds"He muttered and drop the call, Tyler is a reckless driver, it won't takr him minutes to reach a distance that's supposed to take hours, He's been arrested couple of times too.

Sarah smiled, exchanging a look with me. Me : Sure thing, kiddo { I chimed in} You deserve it. Tyler : {His face lit up} Uncle you have to help me practice more at home so that l will be like Messi when l grow up. At Scoops of Joy, the local ice cream parlor, we savored our treats. Tyler devoured his chocolate cone, while Tisha and I shared a strawberry sundae. We laughed and recounted the game's highlights.Damn, I knew I was all in.