Tyler X Alejandro Novels & Stories

I make use of my eyes, soaking in the gold fixtures and marble floor, when I hear it— "JUNE ALEXANDER?" I turn. It's Tyler. Kayla’s fifth ex-boyfriend. Tall, goofy, with too-loud jokes and energy that could crack a ceiling. He’s wearing a blue button-down and a grin big enough to eat the sun. "Well, well, well," I laugh, already walking toward him. We hug. We talk. My mouth runs, and I begin to feel lighter than I have in days. We joke about Kayla. It’s easier because they didn’t break up on bad terms. Then we drift into stories about bad tequila and worse hangovers, he was my drinking partner the time he and Kayla were together.

She sounded like she was ready to take action. My eyes widnened at her suggestions. Ayla’s older brother, Tyler was a warrior, so she was not wrong with the assumption that he may work alongside Alejandro, or in the least train with him. They could be in different squads, but they were both part of our warrior team, so at one time or another would work alongside one another. But, there was no way I wanted Ayla, or her brother attempting to talk to anyone on my behalf, least of all a guy I was interested in.

He handed me the shopping bags and went to his Mercedes-Benz with his pack member in tow. I was so embarrassed, not in a feel-bad way, but not a feel-good way either since it was an embarrassment. Like I said, I wasn’t a kid. I didn’t need someone else to interfere. “Your stepbrother is obsessed with you, Tyler,” said Sherynn on our way back. “That’s not true.” She didn’t respond. She appeared glum and wouldn’t say a word about Felicia or losing or winning beyond that remark. “You coming to the party tomorrow?” she asked timidly.

The emotions just flowed out of me that I couldn't believe how beautifully he done this and how happy I felt. My mind was racing as I held on so tightly that if I let go Ile wake up and break my trance but Devon was not having that as he spun me around in his arms. "Your quiet pause made me stop breathing," he exclaimed as my tears had stopped flowing as I stared at him "Hell yes will I become Mrs Alena Tyler, Okay Mr Devon Rossi" I teased him as he had me pinned to the wall behind me. "Mrs Alena Tyler, has always sounded right." he spoke as he rubbed his face against mine. "Seems like someone has always been saying that, Alena Rossi will be Aleena TYLER," she said indignantly as he laughed

“But he will. Eventually, the pack will demand it. Leave while you still can.” With that, Gayle is gone. I stay in the parlour a while longer, considering the Luna’s words. I did not expect to find such an unlikely ally in this house of horrors. I don’t trust her, but the information might be useful – if not to me, then to Jericho. “Amalie,” Tyler snarls from the open door. I look up into the hateful Beta’s yellow eyes. “What do you want, Tyler?” He crosses the floor in a flash and wraps his hand around my neck. “You don’t talk to me like that, you fucking bitch.”

Alejandro couldn’t understand anything about how to relax her and he sighed and moved close to her and sat in front of her face. “hit me --- hit me hard! --- here is your culprit ---- kill me” – he coldly said And she kept staring at his face. “Do it Ceyda” – he added They stared at each other for a while and then she hugged him and burst into tears and started crying like a baby. Alejandro wrapped his arms around her and sighed in relief “I don’t wanna think all this Alejandro --- but I’m helpless” – she cried

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

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“Did he do this to you?” Tyler shakes his head slightly, his voice trembling. “No… not him. There were two others. Two Alphas. They… I didn’t see them until it was too late. They used their pheromones to force me to submit, Landon. I couldn’t… I couldn’t fight it.”

The group of princesses behind me made a squeal as the young man sauntered out of the crowd into the clearing in the middle of the hall. “Deucalion,” I whispered, looking at the selected prince. I couldn’t see most of him from where I stood, but he had beautiful black hair just like Valerian just longer, reaching almost his waist. He wore a red jacket over a pair of red trousers. He caught my stare, and I instinctively turned back to the announcer. He pulled a parchment from the second box and having already been caught staring at the handsome prince, the thought of having the dance with him was no longer appealing.