Wednesday #tyler Monster Novels & Stories

"Lock her up, and don't give her a single drop of water till I say so." I was stunned when I heard these words coming from Tyler's mouth. "I didn't do it. I didn't do anything Tyler believe me." I begged. I sobbed. I tried to touch his hands, but he pushed me away again. "You're a monsters, Emily. For trying to hurt my child and the mother of my unborn child. You're a monster. I don't even know you anymore, and I don't know what more you can do to her if I let you off the hook." He said.

One minute, I was a ghost, and the next, I am among the most important in a world of the supernatural. “Tonight, is definitely going to be thrilling, but it might also turn you into a nurse.” Tyler whispered, shocking me. “Jesus, what do you want?” I asked. I gasped. “I’m sorry, I… you startled me. I didn’t mean to ask…” “it’s OK. I totally understand. I startled you.” He said. “Strength shall be tested. Do you have any idea what he meant by that?” Tyler asked. He laughed as I shook my head. “I’m guessing my best friend didn’t tell you. Tonight, you’ll see the savage beasts in some of us, especially, the quiet ones. I don’t know, maybe that’s why some prefer to be called… lord.” He said, loo

“I want to show you something.” Zane casually beamed and put his hands on his waist. “Sure! What is it?” “N-No, not now. How about… Friday, after your training?” Tyr struggled not to stutter. The omega tilted his head and furrowed his brows. “Oh, alright!” he cluelessly answered, thinking it might be another stuff for his training. Tyr smiled and let him sprint. -xx-

“No. I have been speaking with Tony about the illegal logging at Zeus.” “For a little town, there’s sure a lot of shit that happens here,” Tyler began to arrange ingredients on the kitchen bench. “Cooking?” Talen arched an eyebrow. “Got to feed the wolves,” Tyler replied cheerfully. “You know what they say. The way to a werewolf’s heart is through his stomach. Talking about, how did your group sex go?” “Hmph,” Talen rested his hip against the kitchen bench. “We are still negotiating how things will work.”

“Are you sure about this?” “I don’t want to be sure,” I said, my voice cracking. “I’m just… tired.” She sighed and sat back down beside me, shaking her head. “Okay… at least tell me his name.” “Tyler,” I said. “Tyler?” she repeated. “Tyler what?” “Tyler Miller.” Wendy froze. Her eyes widened so much I thought they might pop out. “Tyler Miller?” “Yes… you know him?” “Emily,” she said, almost in disbelief, “who doesn’t know that playboy billionaire?”

"We are fine, he has a lunch date plan for Friday." "Ohhh," his voice waivers a bit but before I can assess it, he moves out of the frame again. "That's awesome Zee," "Yep," I guess so. "Mommy! Mommy!" I cast my eyes to the door just in time to see Tyler bolt through and jump onto my bed with a giggle. "Yes Ty?" I look over the phone at the boy's grinning face. "And why are you running?" "Xavier! Dad!" He flings his head back onto a pillow. "I did it. I stood up to them! I think she likes me now!"

Tyrel (Third-person POV) Zach Stone. The bästard! Tyrel is having the worst weekend of his life because of that male. He'd undermined his authority yet again in front of Kerris. He's the reason his alpha-command turned irrelevant and the cünt is out of her bedroom. To make matters worse, Beta Justin, his minion, had called to give him an ear-full and relay the King's order to 'bury the news.' “Fücking Emily!” Oh, he’s so mad at that dümb bıtch right now.

“You helped Damon? He is your purpose here?“ Kyra asked. “Of course, I’m here for you as well. I want to know if you are fine. And Damon, after Josh told me about what happened, I could not endure not to help.“ Tyler says. “Yeah, we fought three werewolves. And they hurt Damon.” Kyra says. “You? You alright?” Tyler asked. “Yes, I’m fine. Thank you, Cael.“ Kyra says. Tyler nodded. “I have to leave.” Tyler stood up and walked closer to the door. “Huh? That’s where you go? They might see you.“ Kyra says. Tyler smiled. “No one will see me.” Tyler opened the door, and he went out. Cael met her and where Tyler was. Kyra’s thought was Cael saw Tyler, but when Tyler went on walking and Cael did not

The hum of the fridge filled the silence of the apartment — familiar, steady, too loud for a morning that already felt heavy. Footsteps shuffled down the hall. Tyler appeared, hoodie half-zipped, backpack slung over his shoulder. His hair stuck up at odd angles — kid looked like he’d wrestled with sleep and lost. “You’re up early,” I said, reaching for a mug. “Coach said I could come in before class to help with drills.” He grabbed a protein bar and then spotted my phone lighting up again. “You’re trending. Again.” “Lucky me.” He tore open the wrapper, chewing slowly, eyes narrowing. “It’s about her, right? The reporter?”

He looked to the side, his fluffy and smiling face returned. “I heard that,” Tyler grinned, hoisting his phone in the air. “Now turn around, pup. Your social media followers are dying to see that chunky, chocolate-ish fat ass.” “Shut up, Stormbringer and bring your wife to the dining room. I will prepare the feast for us.” Tyler only made fun of Jose behind as we both strolled after him. Tyler showed me Jose’s shirtless photos as Pegasus coiled on top of his head and as he does a handsome young man in a canine style.