A Twisted Faith Novels & Stories

she uttered, holding herself from breaking down in his arms because that was the truth she believed that she had lost everything and now, she was not left with anything to win anything. “That's what you believe, Ella but I am a kind of a bastard who would not accept his defeat even after the winner would get announced because…..” he pushed his face closer to her ear. “I am so twisted in your love that I will fucking destroy the game and its winner if any of them would make me lose you,” Her soul shuddered as she heard him breathing out those words in her ear with so much determination, madness and that viciously brutal darkness which caused a tear to roll down from her eyes. No, she could le

Fuck? I screamed, not wanting to listen to him. He squeezed my breast again, roaming his other hand over my body, stopping between my legs as he strummed my core with his long fingers through the white lace of my dress. I shoved my head back, but I got hurt instead as it collided with his collarbone. "That makes these tits mine. This pussy mine. This whole body mine and I will do with it whatever I goddamn please." I bucked in his hold, wanting to burn my ears from his disgusting delusions.

“Humans did report it, so I was at the bar. I work for the Human Special Task Force department. We specialize in handling cases that are related to werewolves. We planned to contact the Alpha King of your kind, but we didn’t know who was behind Bentley. He is working with someone. I went undercover to gain intel, but the bar was turned upside down, and every human was turned. To be honest, I am not thrilled about becoming a werewolf, but I want to lock up the person responsible for harming so many humans.” Leaning back in my chair, I crossed my arms over my chest. My eyes narrowed as I studied him. Occasionally, my head would tilt to the left or right as I tried to figure him out. What he to

As soon as I intoxicated myself with it I felt at ease and I was able to feel a whole lot more relaxed, much more then what I once was. My mind was fabricated with the constant thought of Carter and his attempts at pissing me off by mentioning Isabella alongside Austin. He got the reaction he wanted which ultimately led everyone to find out the truth, more so Thiago who I already knew was not fond of the idea of me bringing someone like Isabella in to my life, opening all doors for risks because of her father. If I didn't listen to my own dad why the fuck would I take orders from anyone else? I did my own shit and risked whatever the fuck I wanted.

"Did you really think we were some kind of mafia?" Embarrassed, I said, "That's not what I meant." "But, if Mrs. Stewart hadn't survived, they likely wouldn't be alive right now," he added as his eyes flashed with a hint of darkness. Later, I learned the truth. Although Madison and Bellamy weren't killed, they were tortured so badly that there wasn't an intact patch of skin left on them. Their limbs were severed, and they were rendered mute. When they were found, they were crawling in a pigsty in a rural village. Being in such an isolated area, no one knew who the culprits were.

he addressed mockingly and stormed out of the room. Archer's face softened as soon as he left. He hated using his Alpha tone on Ryan, but at the moment, it needed to be done. "Forgive me," He whispered, before falling onto the bed. Everything seemed to be slipping away from his grasp and he was losing control of the things he could once control. Tomorrow, he will be embarking on what might be his last journey. He had long lost faith in the goddess and fate. Now he had to rely on his own efforts, even if that did not seem to be working out for him.

When Mariano bargains, he gets what he wants". Bernard is a fragile, soft-hearted man. He will be off his job tomorrow. I found a replacement for him. "Boss, do you think this new man is a better replacement?" "Not better than Bernard, but he'll get the job done". I cared less about what went on at the asylum, I knew Bernard would keep to his word. But the new guy made me concerned. I was in a fix when I chose him. I can't tell if he will survive working with me. "His drive is the money." People who are easily swayed by money shouldn't be trusted", Torillio said in support.

I wake up every morning and the fire intensifies each passing day and no matter how hot it is I don’t seem to at least perish and die. I keep waking up to same routine and there’s nothing much I can do to help myself…I had tried before but it only got worse. I feel like this is my judgement however it is unfair. I have always lived my life right, follow the rules and be a good girl then why am I here? Why am I facing so much with no hope of recovery? Doesn’t the almighty see my misfortune and how much I want out? They indeed said “maybe he want us to meet a few wrong people so that when we finally meet the right person we will know how to be grateful for that gift…”

I was so intrigued by his apparent obliviousness. "I didn't realize that's what those were..." he shook his head as I shuffled them absentmindedly. "I'm not Wiccan, that doesn't fit my beliefs, but I do place my trust in my ancestors." I clarified. "I don't have a god or a goddess. Not right now." "Is that why you always have untouched bowls of food on that table?"

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