Swoon Sunday with Nyx Llorca from 27 Hours by Tristina Wright!

Welcome to Swoon Sunday where you get to meet some of our swoon-worthy heroes.  Today we have a visit from Nyx Llorca from 27 Hours (The Nightside Saga, #1) by Tristina Wright!

Nyx, why don’t you describe yourself to us.

Well, right now my hair is blue, and I think I’m going to keep it this way for a while. I really like it? My favorite lipstick and nail polish colors are blue, so it all coordinates, and I love it. My eyes are dark brown, same as my skin. I’m short and round and soft and I’m pretty happy with that. I’d like to think I make an excellent snuggle buddy.

Where do you call home?

This wonderful moon named Sahara. We live in the shadow of a butterfly nebula and a gas giant in a solar system with twin suns. We have 37-hour days and nights, but it’s really hot during the day so even though night is more dangerous out, most of us are awake then.

What’s your biggest dream / wish / desire? 

To know more about humanity’s past. We lost so much when our generational ship left earth. I mean, they filled drives with history texts, but we all know history texts are biased, and a generational ship of a finite size can only fit so many people from so many cultures and when you spend so many generations on one ship evolving and adapting and transforming language and people and food and so many other things—which is cool in itself—you’re going to lose things and I wish I knew about those things we lost. I wonder…I wonder how much of it could help us now.

What’s your darkest secret?

I’m afraid we’re going to lose the war.

What’s your favorite dessert / food?

Pretty much any type of pastry. Although donuts are fairly high on the list.

What’s your favorite pastime / hobby?

Asking people I meet what their ancestry from Earth is so I can look up the country and learn all I can about it. A lot of folks know. Some people have no idea.

What would be your idea of an ideal vacation?

Another planet. One without monsters, please.

What’s one thing no one knows or could ever guess about you?

The moon speaks to me.

Early bird or night owl?

Night owl, for sure!

If you had to describe yourself as an ice cream flavor, what flavor would you be?

Salted caramel!

Liked this interview with Nyx? Then check out a swoony moment between her and Dahlia:

A hand grabbed Nyx’s arm. She tried to jerk away, but Dahlia cupped Nyx’s jaw with her other hand, her silver eyes wide and concerned. Nyx sagged in relief and let Dahlia pull her out of the waiting room and into a side hallway. The hum of the moon followed her, but it was still at least some of a sensory break.

Dahlia wrapped her arms around Nyx and hugged her close, her voice vibrating in her chest and her throat, some words falling into Nyx’s ears but not nearly enough. She was so warm and so soft and so Dahlia.

“I don’t know what you’re saying, babe.” Nyx reluctantly disentangled herself from her friend.

Dahlia flapped her hands, her too-long sweater sleeves sliding over her fingers. “Sorry. You okay?”

She pushed her sleeves up her arms, her hands trembling. Nyx wanted to clasp their hands together, but would that be too far? Would that be a calming gesture, or would that send the wrong signals? Well, not the wrong ones, but not ones that maybe Dahlia wanted? Oh, gods, this was irritating.

Nyx smoothed a piece of Dahlia’s afro back into place, which was legit and not an excuse to touch her hair. “I’m okay. You?”

“Is the moon talking to you?” Dahlia asked.

Nyx nodded. “It never stops.”

Dahlia’s silver eyes were metallic with a watery sheen. “That was close.”

Nyx hugged her, and Dahlia held on tight, burying her face in Nyx’s shoulder. They stood in the middle of the hallway, holding each other for an endless slide of seconds. A stolen moment Nyx never wanted to give back.

I love you. The words rolled around and around in her throat. Like she’d die if she didn’t say them. She squeezed her eyes shut and held on tightly, part of her hoping Dahlia would just read her mind.

Eventually, Dahlia pulled away and swiped her fingers under her eyes, smudging her eyeliner. Nyx fixed that with her thumb. Dahlia leaned into her touch, or maybe Nyx imagined it. Either way, her hand curved around Dahlia’s cheekbone, and Nyx just wanted to press her lips to that spot instead. Heat washed through her, and it was the most unbearable torture.

About 27 Hours (The Nightside Saga, #1):

Rumor Mora fears two things: hellhounds too strong for him to kill, and failure. Jude Welton has two dreams: for humans to stop killing monsters, and for his strange abilities to vanish.

But in no reality should a boy raised to love monsters fall for a boy raised to kill them.

Nyx Llorca keeps two secrets: the moon speaks to her, and she’s in love with Dahlia, her best friend. Braeden Tennant wants two things: to get out from his mother’s shadow, and to unlearn Epsilon’s darkest secret.

They’ll both have to commit treason to find the truth.

During one twenty-seven-hour night, if they can’t stop the war between the colonies and the monsters from becoming a war of extinction, the things they wish for will never come true, and the things they fear will be all that’s left.

Want to read more? Pre-order 27 Hours (The Nightside Saga, #1) by Tristina Wright today!


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About Tristina Wright:

Tristina Wright is a blue-haired bisexual with anxiety and opinions. She’s also possibly a mermaid, but no one can get confirmation. She fell in love with science fiction and fantasy at a young age and frequently got caught writing in class instead of paying attention. She enjoys worlds with monsters and kissing and monsters kissing. She married a nerd who can build computers and make the sun shine with his smile. Most days, she can be found drinking coffee from her favorite chipped mug and making up more stories for her wombfruit, who keep life exciting and unpredictable.

Still trying to figure out the mermaid thing.

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