Euphoria Tyler Novels & Stories

“Elasticity?” I narrowed my eyes. “Do you actually know what that is?” Tyler looked offended on principle. “I’m gorgeous, Hayes. Not illiterate.” Despite myself, I laughed. The sound slipped out before I could stop it, quick and real enough that it startled me a little. Tyler’s expression changed immediately, pleased in a quiet way that did unhelpful things to my pulse. “That’s encouraging,” he said. “What is?” “You laughing instead of glaring.” “Don’t get used to it.”

That's what made everything more exciting. A good torture. "For God's sake!" TYLER exclaims. "I can't believe I'm letting a..." he pauses at that moment. "Don't worry, sir, I'll get her ready for your little friend down there." Now with her mouth and hands free, she takes one of her fingers to my intimacy and starts stimulating me. Wonderfully. Certainly, I couldn't control my expressions. "I told you, that wasn't even the beginning of what I and my fingers can do."

Just as I was about to release my grip on him, he whispered in my ear, saying, "I love you. Why are you so sweet like this?" Those words stirred something within me, and I held him tightly, starting another round of passionate lovemaking. This time, Tyler forgot to cover my mouth, and I moaned without realizing how loud it was. Tyler was also breathing heavily, and after several minutes, he climaxed once more and collapsed on top of me. Despite his weight, in that particular moment, the pleasure I felt made him seem as light as a feather.

I whisper. "Don't I?" Tyler stands, and suddenly he's crossing the space between us. Not fast. Not aggressive. Just deliberate. He stops a few feet away, giving me space. "I know you swim laps every morning at dawn because it's the only time you get to be yourself. I know you light up when you talk about your old work. I see you laugh like you're surprised by your own joy, like you've forgotten what happiness sounds like. I know you're brilliant and kind and so fucking lonely it hurts to watch."

My eyes narrow at her, filled with venom as I stand up straight. "Used him?" I laugh bitterly, even as my tears spill. "You're the one in his bed, Elizabeth. Don't act like this was some noble act. You lied to me. You both did..." "She's clearly having some kind of mental breakdown," Tyler says smoothly, turning to the crowd with practised grief in his voice. "And I don't want to shame her any more than necessary, but I found texts. Pictures. Videos. Messages from someone she's been seeing behind my back. I didn't want to believe it either. I loved her..."

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> TYLER P.O.V The Uber pulled into the driveway at four thirty-seven PM. I watched from the living room window as our parents climbed out, laughing and sunburned and obviously happy from their extended honeymoon. My stomach was in knots. Could they tell just by looking at me? Could they see that everything had changed, that I was different now, that I belonged to their son in ways they couldn't imagine? Dante appeared beside me, his hand brushing mine so briefly it might have been an accident. "Breathe," he murmured. "You've got this." I took a deep breath and plastered on a smile as the front door opened. "Boys!" Elena called out, wheeling her suitcase inside. "We're home!

I'm glad she chose me. I'm so happy right now that I could feel my eyes getting a bit wet. A tear might drop out of my eye at the happiness of this moment as we all continue to walk in a line as a team, away from Tyler's scream. But I just blink them away and continue to smile like I've achieved everything in this world, which I did. I, Aiden Millers, have finally gotten Tyler to beg for his life just like he made my mother do it. That's what I did mom, just for you. Xx__xX

"Don't you think we need to get properly hyped up for the championship tomorrow? Conserve our energy?" Tyler's eyes darkened, a smirk playing on his lips that was pure sin. "Oh, I think this is the perfect warm-up." He didn't wait for another word. His hands went to what I was wearing, and with a single, smooth pull, he slid it down my body. His gaze dropped to my chest, and his eyes were now filled with a raw hunger. "Heavenly," he breathed, "God, Sam. Anytime I see your boobs, it always feels like the first time. I can't wait to have my mouth on them again."

I felt there is no need to hide things from her, I want to be free around her, she has seen me at my worst and helped me through. "Yes," I answered with a sigh. "There is this Family thing where you get married to someone who ticks all the boxes, Grandpa Cooper decides Darren is that person for me." I tried explaining my situation even though I'm not sure I'm doing a good job at it. "Yes, it's normal within the rich community, it's like a way of expanding powers and territories," Allyson responded with a look of understanding. "They wouldn't help or accept me if I don't, it's not like I'm craving for their validity but I can't fight the Taylors alone, and Darren is on their side now." I pour

Of all the times for Cyril to get spicy and unfiltered, it had to be during school lunch. I felt Chloe’s eyes on me, and I casually reached for a napkin. “So, anyway…” “You smiled at your phone,” she said with raised eyebrows. “No, I didn’t.” “You definitely did.” I was about to defend myself when Tyler slammed his phone down on the table and flopped into the seat across from us. “You two should be grateful you don’t have elder siblings. They’re demons in fitted suits.” Chloe shook her head, tucking a braid behind her ear. “You need to let things go, Tyler. Tyson cut you off for a reason.”