Tyrus Parents Novels & Stories

“Yes, but no need to think about what we were talking about.” “Sorry, Ty.” Tyler brought us and my kids to their place once, to introduce us to his parents and for Sapphire’s sake, but things didn’t turn out well. Tyler got into an argument with his parents over me and my kids—all because he stood up for us. He and his father have problems again now, which I think are because of me once more. His father is livid over terminating the partnership with Watson’s Jewelry Company.

Hell, the name Tyler Blackfoot didn't mean a whole lot to him as far as history went, but he'd serve the name proudly, no matter what. But that was neither here nor there tonight. Behind the door were two little kids who made his world go 'round. He was used to dealing with chaos in his life but as the father of a four-year-old daughter and almost two-year-old son, he knew that his kids brought chaos to a whole new level. It had been a rough day at work but he knew that as soon as he entered the house, he'd put all that behind him and focus on his family. Something else the old selfish Tyler wouldn't have done, but the dad of two toddlers switched gears without even thinking about it.

And kept reading. Troy appeared in the doorway. He had run the whole way. He looked at Tyra on the floor with the diary open in her lap and her eyes wet and her jaw set in the way it set when she was holding something enormous very carefully. He sat down on the floor across from her without being asked. Said nothing. She looked at him. "Her name was Eve," she said quietly. "My mother. Her name was Eve." Troy looked at her. "And my father was Aldrian," she said. "He had gold eyes."

Tyson shoutd and Terry kept quiet, his father was right. “”Now let me remind you why you have always faked your support for me and what we do here, You did that for MONEY, you have ignored all the people we have murdered in the past, pretended to like it because of MONEY, so don’t even try to change that now, because you know that the minute you walk way from this company, YOU LEAVE WITH NOTHING” Tyson said with a note of finality. Tyson did not like a lot of things about his son,but at the moment what pissed him off most was the fact that the boy was a big, fucking hypocrite.

"How are things going with the student committee, Tasha?" Tyra Fury, Isaac's mother, puts down her wine glass and looks at me with a friendly smile. If I didn't know she was forty-five, I would never have guessed her age. There isn't a single wrinkle on her face. It's unnaturally smooth, like a rubber dolls. She could easily be thirty or fifty. Like me, she used to be the chair of the student committee, so she loves to ask me about its activities.

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“Tyrus, thank you for taking care of James all these years. If it weren’t for you taking care of him, he would’ve died in the Southern Plains’ battlefield long ago.” “We’re family. You don’t have to thank me.” Tyrus waved his hand and looked at James, saying, “Father would like to see you.” “Alright.”

"Are we home?" "No." When i Looked outside, it was bridge. I looked around as i rubbed my eyes. It was the bridge where Tyler's parents passed away. "Let's tell them too." And got out of the car. I walked to him and held his hand. Tyler spoke, "Mom? Dad? Lucy and i have a great news for you two. We're going to have a baby. We're going to be parents. And you're going to be grandparents." He pulled me closer to him and said to them, "I'm going to have a family of my own. I wish you were here to see this, to see the family that Lucy and I are going to build together. But I know you're watching over us and guiding us." Tyler's voice was filled with emotion as he spoke, and I could feel his love

The other two were Torin and Royer. They nodded and suspiciously looked at me. I stayed mute as we continued the journey. “Excuse me Mister,” Tyris suddenly waved at me and I turned to look at her. “Do you by any chance know who my dad is?” She asked throwing me off balance for a split second. I was shocked at the question she asked, but clearly not as shocked as Kamille was. “Tyris!” She exclaimed, trying to make the girl stay quiet, the little girl recoiled. Her eyes popped as though they would fall out and her mouth stayed open. Then she cleared her throat and stayed calm, or she pretended to be calm.

“Tyr Summers, my dad is Carl Hills, my uncle is Kareem Zachry. If you kill me, the Hill family…” Before Chris could finish, Tyr grabbed his throat. Ferociousness and cruelty flashed in Tyr’s eyes. It had been such a long time since he felt this enraged. “Don’t worry, I definitely won’t kill you. But I’ll make your life worse than hell! By ten thousand folds!”