A Tangeled Web Novels & Stories

Liam assured and hugged her. It was 6 months already, and Elena was still at the restaurant. Although Elena was tired of working there, she wanted something different and she hoped for something better. Elena was denied entrance to Harvard where she dreamt of schooling. She was a minority and needed an adult to represent her. It was pretty hard. , she had no one to turn to. she worked and saved up till she turned and tried her best to make sure she did well. Elena was at work when two pretty ladies walked in. They were both dressed in exotic and expensive trending wear. One was a white girl with black short ponytail hair, dressed up in gold pants and a strapless top with black heels, the oth

All the fibres of our souls had interwoven and combined, rendering us soul-bound for life. As we both came down from our euphoria we held each other in a tight embrace. Neither wanting to let go. “Caterina…. ? What’s happening to me?”

Annabelle fastened the last button on her shirt cuff, the soft fabric sliding over her wrist as she adjusted it, her fingers lingering a moment longer than usual. She stared at her reflection, but her thoughts were miles away. Her mind wasn’t on her outfit, not really; it was on Andre Winters. She was about to march into his office unannounced. No appointment. No polite prelude. Just a woman who wasn’t about to let some businessman derail everything her family had worked for without a fight, but she was certain Andre wouldn’t turn her away.

I wished her extensions would rip out from her ginger hair as she playfully twirls the luscious strands. Brianna was the head cheerleader of Hellcats, our supposedly cheerleading team, and was also our class president. There was little Brianna Gomez couldn't do. She was the epitome of perfection. And she was a girl who got everything she wants. Seeing her nearly on top of Kade's thigh gave the huge indication that she wanted him. My fingers push into the bread until I could feel the tomato and lettuce. "Okay something is definitely off-" Colby cuts his own sentence as he whirls around and murmurs out an. "oh."

I couldn’t concentrate well enough on my work and I had things to do and I didn’t want to leave it till next week so I had to erase my thoughts on what happened earlier in the morning and I couldn’t stop thinking about how sweet and kind Jasper is. I was able to finish all I had to before I felt with Felix and while I clearing my desk and placing things in the right order, my phone rang “don’t keep me waiting” a deep voice called out on the other end of the call “I’ll be right down in five minutes” I said Minutes after the call, a colleague called out to me “Yoo Dana” “Uh you’ve got company in a red Tesla car” he said with a confused look Laughing nervously and uncomfortably I said “ I don’t

I could feel Alexander's gaze burning into my back as we walked through the bustling streets, greeting the pack members who had come out to see us. Suddenly, I felt a sticky sensation on my face and realized that I had walked right into a spider web. Panicking, I tried to brush it off but only succeeded in getting more tangled in my hair. Alexander appeared in front of me, gently removing the stubborn strands of web from my hair catching me off guard. His touch was electric against my skin, sending tingles down my spine. My heart raced as his hand lingered for a moment longer than necessary. Before I could react, Allen stepped in front of me, pushing Alexander away with a low growl.

Dante demanded, his good hand instinctively reaching for a weapon that wasn't there. "Mr. Moretti, Mrs. Moretti," the man said, completely ignoring Dante's question. "My name is Marcus Webb. I'm the Director of a division of the government that doesn't officially exist. And I'm here to tell you that you've just kicked a hornet's nest the size of a building." "The Tribunal," I said, holding up my phone. "You know about them." "Know about them?" Webb laughed, but it was a hollow sound. "I've been hunting them for twenty years. And in twenty years, I've managed to identify exactly three members. Out of what we believe is a council of twelve."

She didn’t even know when she ended up on the floor, or how her clothes had disappeared. It wasn’t until the cool, silky touch of the ribbons brushed against her skin that she snapped out of her daze—but it was far too late. The tiger already had her in its jaws—there was no escape now. So she gave up struggling, laying back on the sea of ribbons, peeking past the young master’s shoulder to watch the red strands descend like a net from the ceiling, enveloping the two of them. Tangled together in that passionate web, they were indistinguishable—like silkworms cocooning themselves in scarlet thread.

KEILAH I was wandering through a vibrant and bustling marketplace. The air was filled with the intoxicating aroma of exotic spices, and colourful stalls lined the narrow pathways. The chatter of the crowd blended into a harmonious symphony of diverse languages, creating a mesmerizing cacophony. As I meandered through the lively throng, I suddenly felt a gentle touch on my shoulder. Startled, I turned around and was captivated by the sight of a mysterious, beautiful woman standing there, her features shrouded in a dreamlike haze. Her blond hair flowed soothingly in rhythm with the cool wind, creating an ethereal aura around her.

​The world vanished. ​He wasn't in the Shallows anymore. He was standing in a field of grey ash. In the distance, he could see the "Symphony"—a massive, beautiful web of golden threads stretching across the sky. But the threads were being choked by violet vines that pulsed like veins. ​At the center of the web stood Cyrus, a giant made of flickering code and ancient Sterling pride. ​"You've come to play the hero again," Cyrus’s voice boomed from the sky. "But look at your threads, Kael. They’re so thin. So fragile."