Novel & Cerita Tyler Story

“Tyler, You are sentenced to 30 lashes for your crimes against the Blue rock pack. After your sentencing You, your mother and your sister who forever banished from our territory.” Tyler’s smirk gone, replaced with horror. Leah weeps. Karen rages. But Papa raises his hand. “Choose now, Tyler, me or Tucker. Which of us do you want to fulfill your punishment?” The world seems to hold its breath and then Tyler says, “Tucker.”

Don't want to see anyone or talk to anyone. Except maybe Ty and Ruby. I grab my phone and open the group chat. They're still sending worried messages. I start typing, telling them everything. About how Tyler—date Tyler, not my Ty—talked about himself the entire time. About how he lured me to his car. About what he tried to do and how I slapped him and how James nearly choked him out. The responses come fast and furious. *I'm going to KILL him* *Tomorrow at school I'm punching his face*

Calvin When Tyler returns from Theo’s the next morning, I fix us a snack of apples and peanut butter at the kitchen island while he takes Chinook to the backyard. When he returns, he takes the stool next to mine, sharing the games he played with Levi and Clint at Theo’s house last night. When he chomps on his apple slice, I begin. “Remember the story of how Nana and Papa adopted me?” Tyler nods while he chews, a little apple juice dripping from the corner of his mouth. I wait patiently for him to swallow.

…failure so sudden and so clear… …a textbook case of bad decisions… …sweating out alcohol… drugs, mostly… …the girlfriend emptied his bank accounts and broke up… The Tyler they had created was a horrible, made-up story, a prince who fell from heaven in a self-made disaster. It was pathetic. And the pity she felt, that sick, stomach-twisting ache of pity for the boy he used to be, was a pat on her own back. It had been poison she'd thought she'd gotten rid of weeks ago. Why was she sorry for the man who'd told her that she was nothing? The same man who dumped her and the man who paid her with betrayal with the same woman he always referred to as just a COWORKER? Tyler was man behind the door

Sophie's breath hitched at that. “They hit it off and Tyler wanted to tell her. He wanted to tell her everything but he was too much of a coward to let her know. So, he had lied to her, ashamed of his past and one lie had led to another. And now, they are here.” He smiled sadly as he swirled the ice in his glass carefully before taking a quick sip. “Hi, Sophie. I'm Tyler, a single father of one. I've dealt with my past and put them behind me and I'm ready to move on.” He introduced himself again, making Sophie smile.

“I'm telling you, we need to-” “Mom, can I go to the Taco Place to see Kim?” Tyler asked, stepping into the sitting room. He glanced between Steph, and Myles—her shrink, sensing that he'd come at the wrong time. “Am I interrupting something?” He asked innocently. “Oh, no, my love,” Steph cooed, coming to stoop next to him. “Uncle Myles was just telling me something about our business back in Mexico, but it can wait, can’t it, Myles?” She smiled at the guy; he just sighed, and left.

"I'm sorry. For what he did tonight. Kidnapping you, all of it. That's not okay." "It's not the worst thing that's happened to me." The words came out before I could stop them. "That's a pretty low bar." "Welcome to my life." Tyler was quiet for a moment. Then: "Can I tell you something?" "Sure." "I had a sister. Emily. She was two years older than me." He pushed his fries around his plate. "She got into a relationship with this guy when she was nineteen. Real controlling type. Isolated her from friends, from family. We didn't realize how bad it was until it was too late."

He got into the bathroom to shower and as the water falls on his body, he could only think of the pretty lady he spent the night with, he could still picture her face burning with desire and her expensive cologne filled the room. Tyler is Twenty five years ago, he came into the city to look for a job but hasn't found one, he decided to lodge at the hotel since he doesn't have an apartment yet. He has a rough life unlike Emily, he has to work hard to get whatever he wants. He dropped out of school and didn't go to college after the death of his father, his mom couldn't afford to Carter for him and his brother. He had to drop out for his brother to continue his education.

Tyler had only confessed his supposed feelings to Stephanie that day because he'd gotten into a fight with Kiara. He could've given up after her refusal, but instead, he continued deceiving her, misleading her, and ultimately dragging her down into this miserable abyss. Stephanie clenched her fists. "So much has happened lately, Steph. We're both tired. Let's stop fighting, okay?" Tyler said as he continued to try to coax her. "Kiki has acted very immaturely, yes, but she's been stuck in the detention center for so long now. Isn't that enough of a lesson for her?

Now I found the reason behind me owning too many off-shoulder blouses, because they had been crazy about those stuff. Now I wasn’t a 17-year-old Tyler, a grown-up woman. Besides, I was in no mood for clinging or pretending to be someone I was not. Footsteps alerted me before I heard their voices. “Tyler! Where were you the entire morning, slut?!”