Tyquan Tyler Chicago Novels & Stories

Tyler might not care that Rachel was divorced or that she had been with William before, but Sheryn was certain that no man could stomach watching the woman he liked being humiliated right in front of him. “Ahhhhh…!” Another scream from Rachel echoed from inside. The moment Tyler heard it, he froze. Ignoring his injuries, he charged forward like a madman. The men hadn’t expected him to throw his life away like this. They couldn’t stop him at all, and if someone really died here, they’d be in just as much trouble. After all, this man wasn’t some ordinary guy. He was Tyler Hunt! In Yurelia City, he had a lot of power—they were no match for him.

Tyler will be mine, one way or another. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

he said hastily, almost fearing Chase would reconsider. "If you're willing to let go of this grudge and join our clan, you could enjoy wealth, power, and position as our revered advisor!" Chase simply stood in silence, watching him. Finally, he sighed and stepped closer to Tyler. "Swear loyalty to me, and I'll spare your life." "This…" Tyler's face twisted in reluctance, but seeing the deadly intent in Chase's eyes, he dared not hesitate further. "Thank you for granting me this chance at life. From now on, I, Tyler Hawkins, will serve you loyally, without question!" Tyler knelt as he declared with gratitude and a flicker of hope.

Tyler's. To be continued...

Fight club the next. Tyler Lockwood's life? A damn rollercoaster.

In the city, Tyler has been tended to. His wounds were cleaned up, but he sustained serious scratches on his face and chest. The wounds were deep, leaving scars on his body. For some reason, he was unable to heal naturally. They found a syringe near his vehicle. He was in seriously bad shape. When his consciousness returned, he attacked those who were monitoring his condition. He was quite strong for a young man. He had to be restrained, strapped on the bed so they could properly examine him.

"I was expecting a girl actually but if its a boy, I expect him to be sweet, not rude, being able to introduce himself, didn't kidnapped a girl that was walking home, and attractive." "You sound like you're mocking me." I shook my head "I didn't but if you feel that way, it's fine by me." "I thought you know my name, we introduced ourselves yesterday." he said "Nope," I said popping the 'p' "I didn't catch that." he rolled his eyes "Let me introduce myself then, my name is Tyler Williams, I just moved from California to Chicago. I didn't kidnapped a girl instead I was saving the girl from the rain and I am strikingly attractive." he smirked arrogantly at the end.

Tyr explained. “Huh?” Martin was mildly confused. Tyr continued, “That Swampville City’s Master Tyler was once involved in underground boxing. Once, he was betrayed by his manager, and had his legs broken to become a cripple. He ended up being a beggar on the streets. “On the day Max Cheever and I went to find you and Vanessa, we found this Master Tyler as well. His real name is Tyler Lancaster, and he was supposedly a cripple. But after that, I helped him set his bones, so he could stand up again.

Agastya whispered in my ear and chuckled. I took another bite spoonful of Pulav, with such an utter embarrassment. Soon, everyone start to talk, Mr. Tyler told why did not he came to Chicago on all these years. That he was in South Korea, due to his mother who lives there and his wife who lives in France with his kids. Fucking cheater. "Oh so you are married, I did not know that" I suddenly spoke and he looked at me sharply. I glared at him back with the same intensity.

"Understood, sir." "YOU really are something when it comes to negotiation, sis. Can you believe it? You even managed to convince the manager of the Quattro Assi--which, by way, was rumored to be run by the mafia--to let me off the hook?" Tyron sounded half-impressed, half-mocking. "Damn. Tell me, little sis. Did you use your deadly sweet smile on them?" "I don't know what you mean. But let me make one thing clear, Kuya Tyron. This is the last time. If you get yourself into trouble like this again, you're on your own."