Unconditional Q. B. Tyler Novels & Stories

Mercy. Tyler doesn't stop.

With this being said, I continued to watch how everything went on television. “I am fine, Miss Sheila Bynum,” Tyler answered precisely. “I have been briefed about you, Mr. Tyler Harrington, and with this, I am sure I know quite a number of things about you. But I am very sure the audience does not really know you, or they know you but have forgotten about you. Could you tell us who you are, Mr. Tyler?” “Of course, Miss Sheila Bynum. My name is Tyler Harrington, and I am the only son of my mother, haha. As you may see, Tyler took a pause, then continued.

Tyler replied. TBC

“Why not?” Tyler tapped his pen on the paper as if he was debating whether to answer me or not. Just when I thought he wasn't going to answer, he said, “I don’t have time.” “Huh?” Giving me an intense stare, Tyler spat his next words. “Not everyone’s born like you. In a perfect family with a silver spoon that you don’t have to worry about money or bills to pay, okay?!” His voice wasn’t loud, but I felt like I was slapped. “Autumn,” his eyes softened, and I could see his Adam’s apple going up and down. “Just get the fuck off, I need to get this all done by today.”

Tyler heard what Kyra was thinking as he wouldn’t ask or mention anything about supernaturals. “Do you like me, Kyra?” Tyler asked. Kyra was stunned for a moment. Tyler’s straightforward question shocked her.

Bye, Lins," Jennifer said as she ended the call. She dropped the phone on her bed and stood up. She went over to the restroom area. DEAR READERS, I must inform you that the journey of this Book one has come to a close. The captivating tale of THE TYRANT BILLIONAIRE has reached its end, but fear not, this is only the beginning. Book Two is around the corner. It is going to be captivating and worth your time. I am currently working on the book two and everything is going to be ready before next month. Stay tuned for the book two. Thanks alot

he warned, his voice low and menacing, eyes narrowing into a glare. "And who the hell do you think you are?" Asher shot back, trying to maintain his composure. "You really have no clue, do you?" Tyler replied, his tone dripping with hate. "Who would give a shit about you?" Asher retorted, arrogance lacing his words. Tyler took a step closer, his expression darkening. "Alright then, I am Tyler Reed, but that’s just my mother’s last name. My real name? Tyler Wilde." Asher’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. "What?"

He asks me. "I know a few basics that my granny taught me. I'm not that good though but I have a few nice sketches that I made myself back in LA" I tell him and he keeps quiet, without saying anything. After a few minutes of silence,Tyler is the one to break the silence between us as he asks,"If you could do anything in the world that you wanted right now,what would it be? Tyler asks me all of a sudden and I look at him. I take a few moments to give it a thought.

he replied casually. Tyler was my complete opposite, a contrast that had persisted for as long as I could remember. So, his response didn't come as a surprise. Even his father acknowledged it. Tyler's father was my father's Beta, and their friendship dated back to their childhood, setting the stage for me to follow in their footsteps. Ready to go?" Tyler asked as he shouldered his leather bag and suitcase in preparation for the ceremony.

“You almost died. You don’t not Kool-Aid-Man your way into a room after that.” Dad stood from his chair. “I’ll give you a moment with your mate.” “My what?” I choked, sitting up so fast I nearly yanked my IV loose. “Excuse me?!” Tyler stood up straighter, brushing imaginary dust off his shirt. “Soon, just waiting on the old confirmation,” he grinned, winking at me before turning to my dad. “For now, I’m just a lover, a bad decision, an emotional baggage all wrapped in a handsome package.”