Tyler Westover Novels & Stories

Its been a whole month since I have been living with Tyler and Matt I came to know them better and I must say they have been nice to me so far with other people not so much. They had a reputation for being ruthless to those who piss them off but to me they have been good. Tyler had someone home school me so I can finish my schooling he also said that once I was eighteen I could go to college on the condition I still help them out on missions when they need me.

“Well, did Argent tell you anything about our family? What was in that envelope you gave me to give to my mate?” His head perked up at the word ‘ours’ and he stuttered a little, “Uh, no. He said I had to do my job before I got any information. And I’m not exactly sure what was in it. Argent just said that I had to give it to you.” I sighed and sat back down on top of a big paint bucket, trying not to fall, “Well, my name is Tyler. My parents are Jamie and Anna. I have two older siblings, Tallon and Benjamin. He goes by Benny. Tallon has three little girls and they are the coolest kids you’ll ever meet,” I smiled at him as his eyes looked at me in wonder, “Daddy is a crazy redneck who likes

“That’s funny you think that. Bella would never tell anything on you. Pretty she would go to her grave defending you.” “Honey” she pays my hands. “We don’t mean to laugh but Bella loves you. It was your little friend Tyler that followed you around that told us everything. Even when we didn’t ask he just had a big mouth son.” If my jaw could hit the floor I’m sure it be setting down on the patio concrete right now. “Are you kidding me?!” I jump up rubbing my hands through my hair as I process what I just learned. “Shit shit shit. I have royally screwed up.”

“No hovering. No testing. No monitoring emotional tone like it’s a weather system. We give them room to mess up or get it right on their own.” Perry thought for a long moment. “Deal,” he said finally. “But only if we do it right.” Tyler nodded. “We do it right.” Planning was a secret mission. Messages transmitted from the corners of the house. Notes tucked within textbooks. Cut off when a pair of heels sounded nearby. Tyler was surprised to be enjoying it — not the manipulation, but the precision. The night before Christmas Eve came quicker than Tyler thought it would.

No matter how his parents begged him to end the madness, he got more angry, killing whosoever was in his way until he began torching the premises with the burning candle. "What have you done?" His mother yelled. "You never saw me to be enough. I have to compete with Tyrone in everything. Today, that ends. I'm going to take over," he said, wielding his sword as his whole body was drenched in blood. Tyrone tried to fight him but Annik having help easily overpowered him. Tyler got swayed to when Annik slaughtered their parents and sister as he watched from the ladder his parents had lowered him in. He took to flight through the tiny exit he had managed to maneuver his body, running as fast as h

I chuckled again "And you are?" He raised a his bow in me "What?" "I mean your name miss... What's your name?" "Do you have to know?" My eyebrows furrowed at him He lick his lower lip then playfully looked at me. " I think I should. I already said mine and now it's your turn." "I think it isn't necessary." "But won't let a beautiful woman leave my car without knowing her name." he loom directly at me "Okay haha. I'm Tyra Louise—" he must not know that I am married. " I'm Tyra Louise Skyler. Called me Tyra for short." I smiled at him

Tyrel (Third-person POV) Tyrel taps the back button of his cellphone screen after reading Gavin's text. According to the Beta, Zach has just ransacked their house too, including his bedroom and office. Other warriors of the west coast are also at Curtis'. Ty is standing at the backyard of his chamber near the moonflower garden Kerris planted. He glances around and feel for eyes watching him. Satisfied that he's alone, he drops on one knee, retrieve the little pouch containing the magical dust, and put it in his pocket.

He refuses to let Julian or Tyler on the secure text route, or even Elaine know which name beats beneath her silence. On the side screen, Tyler’s last message remains open. Westbridge was never only medical. Check family welfare routing. They used it when support had to look charitable. Tyler is not in the room, but his presence remains through the protected channel, sharp and suspicious even in text. He has not given them the ledger. He has given them the photograph, the recording, and fragments shaped like warnings. Leah has not decided whether she trusts him. She only knows Olivia did. That is enough to keep the door open.

As if he had no idea what she was talking about, Tyler looked at her in confusion, "Wait, what are you saying? I didn't do it." "Wow, Mr. Weston's personal lawyer is not only good at handling legal matters but also good at bullying others. Just wow." "Hey, watch your mouth. I am a good person, I always do what's right. Anyway, you won't get anything by wasting my time so you better leave." Giving her a side eye, Tyler headed towards the exit when suddenly a flying shoe hit his head...

Much, much worse. Because this time around, Tyler wasn’t the overwhelmed, out-of-his-depth kid on cobbled-together financial assistance. He was no longer afraid that he might betray himself completely and start tugging on his forelock to the overlords, or something equally horrifying. He wasn’t crushed under the pressure of his own ambition and need to climb up out of that hole his family had been in for generations, not anymore.