Tyler Turning Red Novels & Stories

I leaned my head closer to her and her eyes widen "Nervous?" I asked smirking when I found her face went red "Nervous my ass" She scoffed "Then why is your eyes twitching and your face go red?" I asked and she took a step backward glaring at me "I think you have a problem with your eyes" I chuckled as her comeback "Gosh.. I can't express how much I fucking miss you" I said because seeing her in front of me already tested my inner beast. It was sleeping all the time and it came out suddenly

Tory explain as they walk towards the guys. "Humphrey" Tory screamed out his name has they got closer to him. Humphrey was a tall handsome young man of 20 years, he had a nice caramel skin tone with pointed nose. "Tory????" Humphrey got up surprised, happy and excited to see her again. "What are you doing here??? Miss you" He asked as he grabbed her to give her a tight hug. "I school her dummy" she replies laughing still hugging him. "And who is this pretty angel with you" he asked turning to Grace standing beside Tory.

"I'm not sure you know what that means sweetheart." "But he had the guts to let the Bureau take my money." "That Container was full of Drugs Mr. Tyler." "And you know how much those drugs are worth." "Billions of Money, Mr. Tyler," Sylvester said again, his eyes cold..as ice. "I wonder what I should do to your pretty "daughter here." I mean she's up to age. Right?" He asked, laughing. A menacing one. "No...please, Boss, spare my family from this. I'll die for my sins." The Man on the floor pleaded.

“Mommy, Daddy, look!” Thomas turned off the stove, wiping his hands on a towel before crouching down to her level. “Let’s see this masterpiece.” Lily carefully held up the paper. The dragon she had drawn was big and colorful, with red wings, yellow flames, and a green tail. It was messy, with crayon lines darting everywhere, but it was full of heart. “Wow,” Thomas said, his voice filled with awe. “That’s the coolest dragon I’ve ever seen.”

I focused on his eyes which kept flashing red while he stared at my skin that he was touching. “ How do you manage to stop your eyes from turning red in front of others? ” I asked curiously. “ I can feel it before it happens. I keep my head tilted so I can close my eyes and pretend to be thinking whenever I realize they are about to change color. ” Tyson replied monotonically and made me face him. I craned my neck back to stare into his eyes. His hand moved to my face, wiping my forehead, my nose, my cheeks with his fingertips. Water rained on him, drenching his hair and making them stick to his forehead.

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They couldn't be so hateful of all people, can they? Tyler says, "We ought to blindfold her for this run tonight." Despite being one of the quieter shifters, the red-headed one is not innocuous. He prefers it when I'm unconscious or asleep when I give him his turn. What sets him off is his helplessness. "I think I would enjoy that."

My voice was audible this time. I touched his cheeks but immediately I took my hands away- Jesus, he was burning up- I could see trace of sweat in his forehead, I brushed his hair from his forehead- he was burning up. "Tyler? Open your eyes... Tyler." He didn't move. Oh my god. Suddenly, my eyes took note of something red on the bed- I took the covers from his body and my eyes widened- his whole shirt was soaking red, red with blood. He was shot?!

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.

Instead of targeting Alexa further, he continues to mock Blaze, intending to chip away at his pride. "He can't even defend himself, resorting to bringing a woman into the matter. How childish!" Tyler taunts, his words dripping with disdain. In an instant, Blaze's patience wears thin, and he lunges towards Tyler, his grip tight on the collar of his jacket, his eyes blazing with anger. "You were saying something?" Blaze growls, his voice low and threatening. The color of his eyes shifts, taking on yellow hues that further accentuate his fury. Tyler swallows nervously, sensing the imminent danger.