Novel & Cerita Tyler Owens X Reader

BOOK 1: THE AWAKENING ~LILY'S POV~ Smash! The glass box slipped from my hand and crashed onto the floor with a sharp sound. I stepped into Tyler's room with my heart racing like a wild stallion. And there, right in front of me, my worst nightmare came true. The Alpha's son, Tyler—the guy who had been my crush for as long as I could remember, the one who had held my hand and promised me an eternity as his only—was holding Audrey in a romantic embrace, making out with her on his sofa.

CATHERINE. I leaned back against his chest before closing my eyes and letting my hand slip inside the blanket to begin to touch myself. Soon, I felt cold air on my pussy as the blanket was shoved off. “I want to see you. Open them wider.” He said, and I obeyed. “Good girl.” “Now, sugar lips, who owns you?” He asked, his mouth pressing against the crown of my head. “Tyler… Beta Tyler owns me. Body and soul. And my whole heart...” I moaned as my hands aggressively massaged my folds before I penetrated my pussy with my fingers.

Xyla said as she was bare naked on the sheets, Tyler replied “I was just having a conversation with the attendant, he had a familiar voice and looked familiar too but he was clothed properly so I couldn't identify him" “Well, that's weird, come to me baby" Xyla said as she stood up and jumped on Tyler's body and began to kiss his lips and his cheeks. Tyler also grabbed her tear-drop boobs and her ass cheeks. “Damn! You're ass is so soft" Tyler said as he wanted to pull her panties off, then he flinched and grabbed his hands and said

“I’ll bet he loses. If I’m wrong, I’ll finish three glasses of the hard stuff. If I’m right, you have to down an entire bottle!” “Done!” Tyler laughed. The women gathered in a huddle, scrolling through their phones for the most "stimulating" content they could find. “He’s an Alpha, he’s seen everything,” one whispered. “We need the heavy hitters. I’ve got the most intense romance scenes from those Valeria dramas, plus some of those spicy locker room clips!” “Throw them all in! And what if his tastes are broader? Add the ‘International Hunks’ collection!” The younger crowd was having a blast, blissfully unaware of the predator they were trying to bait. Tyler watched them with an amused smirk.

My control hangs by a thread as I look down at him, laid out on my bed, his chest rising and falling rapidly. His eyes are completely silver, shimmering with that unmistakable Omega need, and it’s like a firestorm ignites inside me. I lean over him, my hands braced on either side of his head, and I inhale deeply, letting his scent wash over me. “Tyler,” I murmur, my voice low and rough, “you’re killing me here.” He lets out a breathy laugh, but it’s laced with nerves. “Good,” he says, his voice trembling but teasing. “You deserve it.”

Like the kind of scent you’d wear into battle. I closed my eyes. Just for a minute. The door creaked open behind me. I didn’t move, I didn't need to. Tyler’s scent was already in the room before he spoke: cedar and chocolate with clean sweat and something darker beneath, the steady thrum of his wolf curled around mine like a sleeping storm. “You should’ve told me how bad the bruises were.” I opened my eyes to find him leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. But I could feel the tension humming under his skin like static.

“But he’s worth the bad temper.” Talen entered through the back door. “Okay?” He asked looking between her and Tyler. “We were just discussing sexual preferences,” Tyler told him. Talen hmphed his breath through his nose. “Tyler likes his lovers like little dogs, all snarly barks and bad tempers,” he told Aislen, and picked up Chris Arrens by his bindings, carrying him with ease to the door. “Sort of how I like my woman,” he chuckled. “A smart mouthed demon who I come home to find half drowning a man in the shower.”

Tyler held his breath, finding it hard to caution her or to look away from Xena. Xena felt her heart beat faster in her chest at the little space between them. His brows were so full and his lips were the sexiest shade of nude. "Xena.." Tyler murmured, his voice deep and hoarse. The girl chuckled as she straightened. Her sleek black hair fell back in its place as she did. She stared at Tyler's dark expression and she chuckled even more. "You didn't think I was going to kiss you or something, did you?."

Tyler didn’t know who the hell the wolf was. Not that he had much of a chance of identification as the Omega landed on Tyler again since he has become the obstacle between him and Lana. The wolf went for Tyler’s throat, and Tyler’s hands turned to that of a wolf, his eyes flashing red with fury. His paws raked across the wolf’s face. The wolf took the blow, landed on his feet, shook himself, and sprang again. Tyler was tired of the game. He didn't want to kill a wolf in Free Town, and that was why he wasn't using all of his power. But, this wolf acted like it wanted death, not to live. He was too violent and reeked of hatred.

A bay window with a reading nook where I can disappear for hours. I'm curled in the window seat, with the afternoon sun warming my shoulders, lost in a novel I've read three times already. Sometimes the familiar is comforting. "May I join you?" The voice comes from the door. I startle, nearly dropping my book. No one ever comes all the way down here. Tyler stands in the doorway, his own book in hand. He's wearing dark jeans and a grey shirt that does absolutely unfair things to his shoulders. His feet are bare, something about that detail feels intimate in a way I can't quite explain.