Novel & Cerita Yugioh Tyler Sisters

“I—wait, what?” I sat beside her, hands in my hair. “And I don’t even know what Aetherion does. Like, sure, I’ve heard the name in business articles and whispered conversations, but I thought it was one of those shadowy mega corporations. Not... mine. It still feels surreal. I want this – yet ..” “Jesus,” Naomi whispered. “He really just gave you a billion-dollar mafia-laced chessboard and said, ‘go be queen.’ that's so crazy.”

“Tyler, I reconnected your bones so you could serve me, not so you could live leisurely in Swampville City.” Pointing to Vanessa and Martin beside him, Tyr continued, “These two came from the same starting point as you. When I found you, I found them as well. Pick one. If you can defeat them, our debt will be cleared. If you lose, I’ll revert you to your original state.” Tyler’s expression froze. “One is a woman, the other is a cripple without an arm. Are you sure?” “I, Tyr Summers, would never joke.” “Hahaha.” Tyler began laughing out loud, his expression filled with disdain.

Tyler begins, dropping the mug on the chair. Irene stares around, and damn can I see the excitement running through her eyes to do this. “Yeah sure, my twin sister and I used to practice fighting a lot when we were little. She wanted to be a warrior.” Her eyes turn soft as she talks about her twin sister, a particular longing in her deep eyes. I know her sister is sick, but I don’t know how sick she is. I stay back, watching Tyler demonstrate a few kick strokes to her and she does exactly that.

The difference between Tyler and Nathan was as obvious as night-and-day for all they both were Alpha Heir to their respective houses. "You don't care your sister watches how she talks to your mate?" "Former mate," I slid in smoothly, moving forward to place myself between Howard and Nathan as I angled myself away from Tyler, "Tyler Wright and I are finalizing our rejection ceremony. After three years of trying, we have come to understand we are not suitable as mates regardless of the Moon Goddess' intentions."

They all sat in the hall with the exception of Isla and Jade who still had school; thinking on what to do as they were left out on options. Lurking at their frustrated faces, Phidel resorted to the only option left. “I'll will return to Wesley High in the name of Phidelia.” She said which had everybody glanced deftly at her. “What are you saying Phidel?” Jerome queried. “We're yet to find your sister and all you're thinking about now is throwing yourself into the mess?” She blunted as anger eluped her. “You know what, ” She paused for some seconds while she tried to calm her nerves. “I think we're done talking about this.” She shrugged from her seat and hurried off.

" Why? just why do you like making things difficult for yourself and me? I know you would rather die than do anything illegal or actually have anything to do with me. Tyler baby but now you have no choice, I know you can do anything for your family that's why I want you to sign them. You think I'm joking, you see that place you came to rescue the pretty little boy outside from, I will not hesitate to send your father or sister there. We've been looking for samples to experiment my new discovery on. if you don't want anything to happen to your sister or your father or should I say your little boy toy you have there, I would suggest you sign these paper and return them back to me before the mo

She was back on stage playing instrumental music, and it felt like she was deliberately ignoring me. "Doesn't she play well?" asked my sister Christine. "I know, right?" answered Tyler, then turning to me, asked, "Did you go backstage to see her?" "Yes," I responded tersely. "And...?" he continued. "And she will be returning to the pack lands with us tonight," I replied. Tyler raised his eyebrows at me, but I ignored him. I didn't want to get into it with him tonight. If I announced she was my mate, then I wouldn't be in control of when I took a mate. This was getting out of hand very fast.

Chapter forty one(good girl) Sapphire's Point Of View: “T-tyler?" I whispered. He forced a smile, swiftly holding my wrist and pulling me to his side to face Sonia. “I won't let a bastard like you talk trash about her. At least measure up to her or worth more than she worths before you open that hell hole of yours and rant out bullshit! At least she is married, show off your ring finger and let's take a look!” Tyler spat, his voice loud and clear.

Right now everyone was serious as hell. "But we don't even have any proof. It's like he never killed everyone," Amy frustratedly said. Layla was looking into my eyes and I was doing the same. It was now or never to reveal everything. The situation was already intense and the worried look in Layla's eyes wanted me to explain everything. "T-Tyler," I paused as everyone stared at me. "Tyler abused and killed my Little sister who was only 11. He abused me and my mom alot and finally he brutally murdered my mom infront of me strangling her to death,"

"I'm Tyler. Been coming for about six months." I shook his hand, noting the nervous energy beneath his casual demeanor. "Leo. Six months is a long time." "Yeah, well. Takes time to accept the truth about what's out there." He glanced toward the stage where Elias was setting up a projector. "What brought you here?" "My sister. She's..." I struggled with how to explain. "She's involved with them. I'm trying to understand what I'm up against." Tyler's expression shifted to something like pity. "Involved how? Dating one? Working for them?"