Euphoria Tyler Novels & Stories

“That’s a lie, Tyler.” “Shut the fuck up, Evelyn!” he roared, finally snapping. “What is wrong with you? Why are you sitting here looking at me like I’m some tragic case? I wanted to kill you. I still do! So stop the sympathy—get your damn senses back and walk away! Get back to your picture-perfect life. Don’t try to dig into mine!” “I won’t kill you, Tyler,” I whispered. “That’s not going to happen.” “Then I’ll make it happen,” he laughed, bitter and broken. “I’ll shoot you in your pretty little leg—and by then, your psycho boyfriend and his army will kill me anyway. Either way, I win. Either you’re alive… or you’re limping.”

Many nights, back in the dorms, or at one of their apartments, they had gotten drunk and confessed all kinds of sordid details. There was the sound of a car door slamming out front and through the window they saw Tyler was here. They all started clapping and shrieking with delight and ran out to greet her. Tyler was an amazingly beautiful woman—so pretty she was often asked if she was a model. She was tall and thin with a large chest that had seemed to defy gravity over three years and caused envy in most of her acquaintances. Tyler apparently had brought a friend, Josey, as she was introduced. “Her husband works with my fiancé.” Josey was petite but very pretty, with long blond hair and a p

] My hand froze. Even breathing hurt. I kept scrolling. Next was a private group chat with his coworkers. Coworker: [Tyler, is that crazy-loyal backup girlfriend from your hometown still waiting for you to marry her? When are you gonna tell her?] Tyler sent a helpless sticker. [Soon. I'm waiting for her to put the down payment on the condo we're buying and add me to the deed. I'm not in a rush. She is.] Everyone knew. His friends. His coworkers.

“Gabby, I told you what I wanted—” “I know, I know. Don't you think I pulled it off pretty well?” Gabby cried with excitement. “Mehn, look at those ladies. See those booties, the music, the dance, the vibe, the damn alcohol! What else could you possibly want?” He screamed, laughing like a raccoon. Tyler shook his head with a sigh. He should have known that his best friend wasn't one to reason about it. He already knew that so much that he couldn't keep his mouth shut most times.

Ephraim added and suddenly began laughing like a maniac. “And you expect me to believe you because I am a fool right?” “And who cares? I am not forcing you to believe at all, I am just letting you understand where you stand in her life and also opening your eyes to see the truth. Bye!” Ephraim bade and left to where he parked his car. Tyler stood on a particular spot for minutes without moving, no matter how he tried not to believe, he just couldn't help it. “Fuck!” He screamed out and just then, his phone began ringing.

Tyler took a bottle of Crimson Berry and said "I might as well just get some shots before she's back, this hotel is amazing, it's almost as if they know what most people like" Tyler took a glass of the wine, he felt fine and good about himself “This is the stuff" he said as he shouted towards where Xyla was “Babe I need you to cone and take this stuff, this wine tastes amazing" “Yeah, I know it's your favorite, you don't need to tell me" Xyla said sarcastically while taking her bath Shortly some minutes after seven in the night, Tyler went berserk, he became insane and confused. "Ahh! What the hell is happening to me?” Tyler yelled as he gripped his hair and began to roll on the floor.

“I need someone’s cum inside me so badly. Tyler, please” Before I could finish my sentence, Tyler smacked my clit with his large hand, and I came undone. Pleasure rushed through my body, wave after wave of ecstasy making me feel so fucking good. Tyler stilled deep inside my hole and came against my cervix, as deep as he could get. And I wouldn’t even be surprised if the psycho Tyler wanted to get even deeper than that if he could

Tyler rolls down a cliff, his body being clutched from hitting rocks and dust, he tries to use his claws as brakes to slow down but the ground is too wet and slippery, then he stops by Log smashing his head onto that they knocked out unconscious. "Tyler, Tyler" a sweet female voice calls. Tyler exhales and tries to gain consciousness. "Who….what is….that….". He said as he opened his eyes, seeing a blurry picture of a woman standing in his front. "Tyler, it's me Leah," she said. Tyler tries to see clearly. "I'm here," she continued. Tyler's eyes cleared, and then he saw it, his heart, his lover, standing right in front of me. 'is this a dream or an illusion or just spell' his mind filled with

"Oh, now you care?" Tyler suddenly collapsed onto the floor, laughing in a broken, breathless way. "A soldier," he muttered through cracked giggles. "You all want me to be a soldier. But I'm not. I'm not built like that. I'm not strong or loyal or perfect I'm just… me." And then he started crying. Ugly, raw sobs that he didn't even bother to hide. My stomach twisted. I crouched beside him slowly, hesitant at first, then firmer. "Tyler," I said, voice low. I reached for his shoulder. He flinched, but didn't move away.

Tyler said Valerie could swear that she saw her eyes lighten up in glee, she was proud and happy at the same time that her best friend was ready to put that fool in jail where he belonged. "Help me, Valerie, my parents would never want to get their lawyer involved in a celebrity banter, especially when he is like the country's sweetheart," Tyler said. "My parents might not like celebrity banters but I'm sure they won't want to sit idle while we fight against the world," Valerie said. "Because it's us against the world..." Tyler sang beautifully. "Oh, please shut up, this is not a musical," Valerie said cutting her off. "That's not what I meant though, I mean tell your husband, STE is like th