Wednesday #tyler Monster Novels & Stories

I go upstairs to shower and change my clothes then join Tyler back downstairs. Tyler orders lunch for the both of us and we spend the rest of the evening watching Twilight breaking dawn. Tyler does not enjoy the movie as much as I do as he calls it annoying and he'd rather watch full action movies like John Wick and the hunger games. By the time the movie finishes I'm left with tears in the corner of my eyes which makes Tyler roll his eyes, calling me an emotional freak. Few minutes after the movie, Tyler's phone rings and he rushes out of the house soon after he receives the call.

THBM EP 165 ~DOMINIC~ The tyres of my black van screeched to a halt in front of a gigantic white paint house. The same house where I almost lost Alicia yesterday, the same house where the blonde fucker had her take his ugly shaft, the same house where his blood was going to spill today.

I had a bad feeling about where this story was going. “Tyler did everything right. He waited for Council approval to tell her what he was. He brought her to a picnic out at our property to do it right. Got her flowers and chocolates and everything. He was even going to bring her to the Full Moon Ceremony the next night so that she could see the world he’d really grown up in.” I put my palms together and leaned forward, pressing my fingers into my mouth. I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear this anymore. “But when he shifted…she just couldn't take it,” he said. “Called him a monster. Tried to throw rocks at him. Started crying and trying to run away through the woods.”

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> TYLER P.O.V _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Thursday and Friday crawled by with agonizing slowness. Each moment in the same house as Dante without being able to touch him felt like torture. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Thursday morning, I came downstairs to find him making breakfast. Our parents were still asleep. We had maybe ten minutes alone. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

I didn’t even try anymore. My backpack thumped against the wall as I dropped onto the narrow bed. Phone in hand, I scrolled aimlessly through group chats—same memes, same thirst traps, same casual flexing about weekend plans that always seemed to involve someone else’s bed. My thumb hovered over the little camera icon next to “Add media,” then fell away. Nothing worth sharing. A notification pinged. Tyler. **Tyler:** bro u still coming tn? party at delta’s off-campus house. mad girls **Me:** maybe. tired af

he says warmly. Babes? “I thought you wouldn’t be back for another two days?” Easton gently nudges me away. I take in a huge breath of fresh air in an attempt to rid my nostrils of his putrid smell. “Oh. Yeah. My father thought it would be best if I came home early to be here for the full moon mourning.” Right. Tyler’s memorial starts tomorrow. I almost forgot all about it. All the wolves will gather around his corpse and call out to the Moon Goddess to accept her son home.

Just a house on the edge of the woods, close enough to town that we can visit friends, but far enough that no one comes unless they’re invited. Later, after the dishes are cleared and the fire has burned low, Landon gently lifts Tyler into the passenger seat of their car while I help buckle Taylon into her carrier. Tyler’s half-asleep with exhaustion and muttering something about revenge and herbal tea, while Landon presses a kiss to his temple and promises him they’ll be back next weekend. “Goodnight, traitors,” Tyler mumbles through a yawn. “Sleep tight, chaos queen,” Xavier calls after him with a fond grin.

I slipped under the covers, the warmth of the sheets a welcome embrace. The next day was a whirlwind of activity. Tyler was already buzzing with excitement. "We need to prepare early for Monica's intimate party," he said, his voice filled with a mix of anticipation and concern. "I don't really want to go," I confessed, my heart sinking at the thought of another social gathering. "We need to show them that we support them, even though we aren't..." Tyler's voice trailed off, his words a reminder of the unspoken tension that lingered between us and Monica's circle.

“Hello? Earth to Zach?” I looked up. “What?” Tommy frowned. “I’ve been talking to you.” Tyler walked past us grinning like an idiot. “He’s gone.” Tommy looked between us. “What’s wrong with him?” Adrian dropped onto the bench. “Ask Tyler.” Tommy looked at Tyler. Tyler looked way too excited. “Oh, you missed everything.” Tommy folded his arms. “Talk.” Tyler started dramatically pacing like he was telling a legendary story. “So picture this—campus walkway, bright afternoon, birds singing—”

peace said smiling nervously "And why shouldn't we? " Tyler said with lust... He's far gone with the present.. All he wants is to see peace screaming his name... "Tyler!!!!" peace scream shaking him in order to bring him back from his naughty thoughts "oh! Am sorry, am very sorry peace " Tyler apologized "it's fine, why did you rush in earlier " peace asked tying her towel "I just want to tell you I won the million dollar contract ..." Tyler said hugging peace.. "oh saviours, this calls for celebration " peace said pecking Tyler on the cheek