Tyler Story Novels & Stories

I asked. “I heard muffled nonsense and bed springs,” he said dryly. “Not exactly a TED Talk.” I looked away. The humiliation rushed back so violently my hands curled into fists. “It was Clair,” I said. Tyler went still. “And Brad Lawson.” His eyebrows rose. Then, because he was Tyler, because he had apparently been born without the part of the brain responsible for appropriate reactions, his mouth twitched. “Wow.” I snapped my head up. “Don’t.” “I didn’t say anything.”

I spit and he gets angry and punch me in the face unaware. I stumble backwards a bit with the force of his punch. "Guys, you're adults now. Stop behaving like you're still in high school. The bitter truth is we all lost our girls in high school. Shit happens. Fighting about it won't change a thing. Blake, you lost Bloom. Hunter, you lost Daisy. And I lost Chloe; I never even got the chance to tell her I was in love with her. Do you think punching each other like kids will make them all come back. So put on your big man panties and deal with your shit" Tyler yells and Blake and I pause to stare at him for a second before exploding into fits of laughter.

****POV TYLER WELLS**** 'They know it's you.' My best friend, Travis, did everything to help since all this shit came to light a few years ago. We met at a training camp years ago. He was born into Dark Jewel but left when everything with their leader happened. They found safety in Purple Moon, but little did they know that a death sentence awaited. But the story is for another time. I'm working on a plan for that part, too.

" I smiled faintly when I heard this. He said all of my stages of life correctly, starting with the desperation to escape from poverty... "You should also quit Mafia life now and settle down." I said. He just laughed. "Dude, I wish I could, but I don't have a girl that can drag me out from that dark world. Not after Lydia died. " He said sadly. I pat his back and pass him a smile. I couldn't say anything. I am not in the place to say anything about love. Tyler's girlfriend, Lydia died years ago. He promised her to leave the mafia world after marriage but she died on the day of their marriage and he was devastated.

At least to the extent Tyler narrated the ordeal to me. He had told me the facts months ago in that flat, locked-down way he used for anything that cut too close. I knew the story. What I had never seen was this. Tyler sat in the dirt in front of the grave like someone had cut the strings holding him up. His shoulders shook vehemently, and his hands were buried in his hair. The sounds coming out of him were not the controlled, angry kind I was used to. He was crying his eyes out. I could not believe what I saw because I hardly saw Tyler cry.

I heard him yell but I didn't respond, I just hopped in the car, my mom already waiting in the drivers seat, and went off to school. Tyler had left for the summer, he went away for a job opportunity. I was miserable without him... we hadn't ever spent that long apart before, but I wanted him to be able to have a bright future so I pretended to be okay with it. He called me when he could, he texted me every day, and he sent me many photos. One in particular caught my interest during the first week is when he cut off all of his hair. I loved his hair in the short cut, but he had it even shorter. When I asked him why he cut it off he had said something about the summer heat out in California be

Tyler, meanwhile, turned fully in his seat to face me, excitement practically glowing off him. ‎“It’s a long story.” “More like a chaotic one,” Cole muttered. ‎Tyler ignored him instantly. ‎“Let’s just say,” he started proudly, “I helped him get the love of his life.” ‎He paused dramatically. ‎“And she’s a very hot blonde.” ‎I laughed. ‎“After you almost hooked up with her,” Cole added dryly. ‎“That is completely irrelevant information.” ‎“You literally flirted with her first.” ‎“That’s not my fault,” Tyler defended. “My charm is overwhelming.”

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

one of my staff said from the window that looked into the kitchen from behind the counter. I looked back and sure enough it was Tyler. He was this nineteen year old kid who just loved to gossip. He was a lot of fun though cos he always had all the juicy details. Also, he was a really hardworking dude. “There was a howling last night?” I asked him. Tyler was leaning on the windowsill. He had a rag in his left hand and his face just showed his desperation to spill the deets. “Well, since you asked, yes there was a howling and it was the most powerful and emotional thing I have ever experienced. I’m glad I got to be part of one in my lifetime.”

Although she could feel his eyes on her, she decided to ignore it and pretty much pretended that he did not exist. Dear Gentle Readers aka my angels, we meet again. This time it is on another story of mine that I wrote back in 2018 following The Bad Nerd Boy and Irresistible Temptation. For those of you who don't know, Tyler found out that he actually has a twin brother (Tyson) that his mum gave for adoption. That twin brother was adopted by a rich family, The Ascott. Here is Flynn's story. I hope you enjoy it!