Nyla K. > Quotes

“I just want him, broken or not. I want all his uneven pieces.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“I’m in love with an angel. And not the kind with wings and a halo. A human with a heart bigger than a football field. An angel with talent that knows no bounds, who doesn’t conform to societal norms, because those are for suckers. Who believes in aliens and cryptids… Conspiracy theories? My angel knows them all, and will tell you just how misguided your truths are. I’m in love with an angel who is gorgeous and sexy, and has a body that’ll make you weep… And funnily enough, it’s made up almost entirely of sugar. I’m in love with an angel who uses Twizzlers as straws and gives gummy bears names. Oh, hello, Bob. Nice to eat you today. I’m in love with an angel who never stopped believing in me… Even after every bad thing I ever did to him. An angel I used to say hurtful things to, but who still spoke words of encouragement to me when I needed it… Who was there for me when no one else was. An angel who told me it’s not over until it’s over. Because it’s not. I promise, it’s not. My angel was the last person I thought I could love… But I came back to him, over and over, because my heart wanted him when I didn’t understand why. And now I do understand it. It’s as clear as the crystalline grayish blue in his eyes. My angel saved me. He rescued me from hiding. He held me when I needed him, and he loved me when I didn’t. He’s selfless, real… just a brilliant, beautiful fucking weirdo. I’m in love with an angel… And his name is Avi.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“Tell me…” His voice trails off, and he gulps. I peer down at him, and his cheeks are all manners of flushed. “Tell you what?” He swallows visibly again, whispering, “Tell me you think I’m beautiful”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“I’m in love with an angel”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“I’m not gonna fuck you for money, Avi,” he growls. My gaze narrows at him. “Who says you’d be fucking me?”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“Ah, the introvert’s paradox. Waiting for other nerds to come to you.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“Attempting to be festive with my mother, Tom, and Kyran just sounds like something that will make me want to fa-la-la-la-light myself on fire.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“Better to be an open sinner than a false saint.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“@Backwardz_Avi: I’d give up candy for the rest of my life for one more kiss… He’s all the sugar I need.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“I like proving people wrong, and we all know how much I adore being different. So when the haters expect me to whip off my shirt and reveal a scrawny torso scattered with careless ink, but they instead find me ripped as hell, draped in intricate, artistic tattoos… I can’t help but feel smug.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“But I love it. I don’t even care, I’m in fucking love with it, because I’m in love with him, and fuck, I can’t believe I ever thought I could stop it from happening.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“Well, then…” His eyes spring back up to mine, and I didn’t think it was possible, but my cheeks flush ever harder. “Looks like we found our bottom.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“What grown man eats Pop Tarts??” “That would be my boyfriend…” I sigh. “He eats like a pregnant seven-year-old.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“I… I have trouble getting it to go down. Especially in stressful situations,” he mutters, giving me a guilty look. I swear to God, this kid is going to be the death of me. There’s something about his issues that just turns me the fuck on. He’s completely naked in front of me, shivering because he’s worried and it’s goddamn cold in here, just like I told him it would be, and his dick is hardening, his cheeks still fucking pink, lips all soft and pouty. I can’t take it.”
― Nyla K., Distorted

“Unicorndicks: God, I would beg you to ruin my life and thank you for it after.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“This thing was already complicated as fuck before. But now, with these stupid butterflies bounding around in my gut, it’s just turned into the biggest mess of my life. He bottomed… But I feel like I’m the one who’s fucked.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“He smashes his hips against my face, feeding his big cock into my throat while I struggle to breathe. Then he releases my dick, all wet and swollen as he whimpers, “Kyran… I’m gonna come. Fuck yess, I’m gonna… come.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“I can’t tell where my stepbrother who thoroughly dislikes me ends, and my business partner who kisses me like my lips are holding him to the earth begins.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“I can go to school wherever I want. This is America… Land of the free to go into crippling student loan debt anywhere you choose.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“He’s a bizarre character… A nerd who’s not good at school. An emo kid who smiles all the time. An artist with more muscle than some of the dudes on my team.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“Sitting right above my heart is the ink I just got this morning. His name in script, and underneath it, it says Always only mine.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“He took my hand at the edge, and squeezed it. And we fell together.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“Even if I wanted to, there’s no moving away. I’m trapped beneath him. But the sickest part is that as soon as the words leave his lips, I’m waiting for it. Like it’s my reward for doing well… I want it.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“Fuck, baby, you feel so good.” I drop my mouth to his, kissing him and swallowing up his sounds. “The way your greedy little ass swallows my dick is… fucking euphoric.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“I rub my eyes. “I didn’t even bring my weed… I gave up smoking for him.” Guty’s brow cocks. “Really?” I nod. “Wow…” “I mean, he didn’t ask me to…” I mutter. “I just don’t wanna be so blazed I miss out on the high of being with him.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“But it’s not that simple. All the things I used to see as black and white have distorted into a mass of gray; complexities I never knew existed now consuming me.”
― Nyla K., Distorted

“Avi: Are you alone? Me: Yes… Avi: Then be a good boy and take your cock out for me”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“This book is dedicated to anyone brave enough to embrace your issues… Courageous enough to dance with your demons. Here’s to the beautiful deformities in us all.”
― Nyla K., Distorted

“My fucking heart… It’s floating weightlessly inside me like a balloon as I lean into him, resting my body on his strength and his size. My face tucks into the crook of his neck so he doesn’t see how badly I’m blushing like a lovestruck fool.”
― Nyla K., For the Fans

“Maybe we’re two mangled, jagged pieces who could click together, despite all the fires burning around us.”
― Nyla K., Distorted