A Tangeled Web Novels & Stories

"Mommy, I had bad dream during nap time." "Tell me about it." "There was... a network. Like spider web made of feelings instead of thread. And all the feelings were connected, sharing thoughts, moving together like one big person instead of lots of little people." The description sent chills down my spine. "What did this network want?" "Me," Elara said simply. "The network wanted to add me to it. Make me part of the web but if I joined, I wouldn't be me anymore. I'd be we."

My mind raced, desperately seeking a plausible explanation, a web of lies to weave and shield our true intentions. Tania's eyes bore into us, her gaze unwavering. I could sense her suspicion, her instinctual recognition that something was amiss. Panic swirled within me, threatening to expose our carefully orchestrated charade. The fragile equilibrium we had painstakingly maintained now teetered precariously on the edge.

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But logic was slippery at night. ________________ A few doors down, Alex Knight stared at numbers that refused to be numbers. The spreadsheet on his screen was an ordered grid of projections; in black and white it should have been reassuring. Tonight that grid felt like a smear of meaningless ink. He rubbed tiredly at his face, the three a.m. light throwing shadows across the planes of his jaw.

revealed itself to be built on the same old Sinclair lies. I sat on the edge of my velvet couch, clutching a glass of water like a lifeline. The cool condensation against my palm did nothing to ground me. I took a sip, but it felt like swallowing dust. Setting the glass down on the side table with a sharp clink, I stood, unable to remain still for even a second longer. My thoughts had become a tangled mess of yarn, fraying at the edges, each thread pulling me in a different direction.

A second filament snaked around my other wrist. A third looped my waist. More wrapped my ankles, pinning me to the spot. In less than a heartbeat, I was trussed up in a web of living script, held spread‑armed in the middle of the carnage while shelves crashed and monsters howled around us. Ink‑characters crawled along the cords binding me: PROPERTY. COMPONENT. FUEL. AUTHOR_CHANNEL.

tap. Drip...tap. Drip...tap. It's been 5 days since I’m captured. They thought they could break me, but I still have some fight left in me. I am not going to let go that easily. Whoever is doing this don't know me completely. I have a hunch who is behind this. I try again to loosen my hands without any success.

I have never felt this horny before. Lance enters a double door that leads us to another room. It is much darker than the first and the music is more erotic. " This Is a sex dungeon. A lot of people come here for their first time." Cliff informs me and I stare ahead, completely taken aback. Ahead is a man tied to a cross and a lady is spanking him with a whip. The sound is scary and his screams are loud. I look at Lance and he is watching me. I don't know how to feel.

said Elsie going into her usual sad mode gesture, drooped shoulders dry as a nuns nasty lips and the pity in her eyes made her look like a dog craving for a bone. "You can't change the past you know" "I know am just tired of all this lying it's like am entangled in a spider web, some sort of quicksand the more I try to fight it the deeper I sink" "We will figure it out, it's a good thing you brought me along we are going to negotiate a deal with him" "You'll do that for me?" "Anything for you bitch, I love you. Bring it in" she said the two embracing each other.

Camden slipped into a comfortable pair of leggings and a cozy t-shirt before carefully braiding her hair. She couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and nerves as she prepared for her day with the Luna. The anticipation of spending time together and getting to know each other better made her a little nervous. She glanced at herself in the mirror, giving herself a reassuring smile. Today would be a good day.