What Was Meant To Be Qb Tyler Novels & Stories

Then, she saw him. Tyler. Tyler Bennett, who’d been the star quarterback of their football team, the most popular guy in school, the one who’d always had everything handed to him on a silver platter. He was standing near the bar, his back to them, but Kayla would recognize that broad shoulders and that cocky stance anywhere. But when he turned around, she barely recognized him. His face was gaunt, his hair unkempt, and he was wearing a worn-out suit that looked like it had seen better days. His eyes were red-rimmed, and he was holding a glass of whiskey so tightly his knuckles were white.

"Y'all have had some hard times. It's your turn to enjoy some good for a while." The other man blinked away tears and wordlessly reached to shake Bobby's hand. Tyler's mother dabbed at her eyes again. "I don't know how we can thank you," she squeaked. Bobby smiled again. "Just get this young man well. The Rangers need somebody to take my place." He looked at Tyler. "You keep on working on that pitch. By the time you're old enough, you'll be ready." Again, the boy beamed. "Yes, sir!"

ALPHA TYLER: "This was the last project that we desperately wanted to achieve before your father died, and if you agree to take over from there, then we all swear to pledge our alliance to you, alpha Tyler. Once this is done, we will have no other rivals against us or what we are."

I pressed, my fingers tightening around the cold beer bottle. Tyler looked around the crowded parlor. “I plan on retiring,” he said, his voice dropping. “The week our fake dating contract ends, I’m turning in my jersey.” The words hit my brain like a sudden, stunning curveball. “Retirement? Tyler, you’re at the absolute peak of your career. You’re the captain.” “It’s a secret,” he cut in quickly, his dark eyes locking onto mine. “Only Coach knows, and he’s helping me work it out. I’m not spending the rest of my life being traded like a stock option by Arthur.”

The anchor introduced Jeremy and Terrell, and it didn’t take long for sparks to fly. Terrell leaned in, voice dripping with skepticism. “So, Jeremy, you really think you can play quarterback at your age, with your injury history? Or is this just about keeping your name in the headlines?” Jeremy kept his tone even. “I’m here because my team needed me, Terrell. I didn’t ask for this. I’m not trying to prove anything to you or anyone else. I just want to help my team win.” Terrell smirked. “You looked pretty shaky in the first half last week. Think you can keep up with the young guns?”

“Just as usual.” “And the coach dropped a message for you.” Tyler pulled out an envelope from his side pocket and placed it on the table. I took the envelope; it was still sealed.I nodded. “Thanks for this.” He stood to leave. “And…” he stops.“About your girl”Girl! Which girl are they talking about? “I mean, Maddie, I have been seeing you both around, just wondering if you both are dating.” I hesitated for a while before speaking, pondering over the question if we are dating or not.Does it really matter if we are or not?

Jacob said. "Mr. Jacob...but...I- I have basketball match day after tomorrow," Ty tried to protest. "Day after tomorrow, you can take leave from combine study," Mr. Jacob said. "But I.." "No buts. And this would help you too, Tyler. You are doing this," Mr. Jacob said sternly. Ty nodded after a moment, biting down on his lips. I looked at Aaron and he was looking like a child who just got extra candies. His eyes were brighter than pearls and he had a wide smile on his lips. He might not have expected this when he chooses me to be his tutor.

The group of cowardice bullies immediately ran away. Tyr went over to Tyler and squatted down to examine Tyler’s broken legs as he said, “That boxing match one month ago was collusion between your manager and someone else. There was no debt. He just thought you were too slow in making money so he used this method to exhaust you completely so they could earn a billion dollars!” Tyler stared incredulously at Tyr, his whole body trembling slightly. “Who… are you?” “Someone who can give you another chance at life.” As he spoke, Tyr smacked down hard on Tyler’s broken legs.

TYLER. I'm never doing that, nor will I allow him to go anywhere near the green Pack. That's not even Kyle's home! It's just a Pack for weak recruits who come from far and near to train to get better at their respective responsibility assigned to them. I've grown up with Tyson since when I was little, skipping assignments, lunch and breakfast from home just to be with Tyler and his family. He was going to be a King someday and he was really worth the title, I was already his beta even with him asking.

Tyler let out another chuckle, his shoulders relaxing as he tossed the football straight into Caleb’s chest. "You heard her, buddy!" Tyler yelled playfully, moving into a defensive stance on the grass. "Mom thinks she can outrun the Rider men! Let's show her what real teamwork looks like!"