Tyler Turning Red Novels & Stories

My face flushes 10 different shades of red, but Tyler is quick, and slowly starts to lead me away from the group of boys. “We’ll catch you later.” He calls to them, “We are gonna go get some drinks.” And just like that, he whisked me away toward the kitchen where there seems to be something crazy happening. When we step into the space, there’s a small crowd of people standing in a misshapen circle cheering on a guy as he takes a shot glass from between a girl's breasts. She giggles as he keeps his hands on her thighs, but takes the glass in his mouth and shoots it back. She has a lime wedge between her teeth and when she takes the shot glass from his mouth he leans forward and pries the citr

Tyler laughs a hearty laugh then climbs onto the bed, it is only now I truly see him and my eyes widen as I try to scoot back and he grabs my leg staring at me with hooded eyes, there’s gold around his irises” where are you going little mate? The voice is a mixture of his and Hunters voice and it brings Piper forward in my mind, it feels like she’s licking her lips in my mind “T-Tyler I don’t think you can fit” he chuckles softly and strokes himself, never taking his eyes off me “you were made for me Red, my beautiful mate so that means there is no part of me that will not be able to fit you”

All smiling, but deadly. My neck throbs from where they marked me, the sting sharp as a painful groan leaves my throat. The door to my side is flung open, the metal coming off its edges, Tyler growling with his eyes glowing red. “Come here.” he barks, gripping my elbows as he hauls me out of the car. Red liquid marr his feature, trickling down his forehead to give him an unhinged look. Despite how bloodied he looks I can't help but notice his sharp jaw, and pointy nose with those beautiful charcoal eyes.

Tarr responded with a smirk. There was silence for a few seconds. I watched. Tyler looked around the glass box in curiosity. It was all peaceful until his eyes widened and he started to cough. “What’s…this?!” He yelled as his pale skin slowly started to change color. It turned into a shade of flaming red. He punched the glass wall with whatever strength he had left, but when he realized that he couldn’t break it, I saw real fear in his eyes. “P-please, stop it! This is—” He couldn’t speak as blood started to run down his eyes, nose and mouth.

Tyler groaned loud and gripped my ass tighter pulling me down harder so his cock pressed right up against my slit like it was trying to get inside me already. Sarah jumped up from her chair with wide eyes. “Whoa whoa guys hold on this is getting way too far now you two need to slow down.” Mike set his beer down fast and nodded looking nervous but his cheeks were flushed. “Yeah come on Tyler the game was just dares not this you said until you actually stop but this is crossing the line man.” Tyler did not even look at them he kept his hands on my hips and stared straight into my eyes with that dark hungry look.

Miles averted his gaze, his cheeks reddening slightly, while Tyler broke into a mischievous grin. "Guilty as charged," Tyler admitted, his eyes twinkling. "So you did, I see. By the way, Ty, can you show your face around before you hide yourself away again from the crowd? Because some bitches won't stop bothering me asking for you," I said with a hint of frustration in my voice, so both Miles and I laughed. They both looked at each other for a few seconds as if Tyler were asking Miles' permission before he spoke again. What's up with them?

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?!”

Red assured me. Miles pressed his lips, but they still curved into a smile. “You usually don’t want to involve Scarlett in our discussions.” “It’s okay. I’ll leave,” I said, smiling at them, not wanting to put Red in a difficult situation. “Let me just finish this coffee, or Mike can -” “It’s okay,” Miles said. “You’re probably Sherrilyn’s ticking bomb; that’s why all this happened,” he smirked. “No offense meant, Aya.”

And why did he have to be so close to them that they could not beat him up like Reagan did with Sir Frederick? “So Red River is ready to accommodate us if we require it.” Matt decided to just ignore Davin and go on. “We attack in three days. Do we camp there a day before?” “No need,” Reagan said. “I am sorry but do you even hear yourself?” Davin spoke up again and this time, he meant business. He put down his muffin and walked over to where the model was.