A Twisted Faith Novels & Stories

They were twisting us. One account described a version of Madison whose shadows didn’t conceal but suffocated, smothering anything caught inside until the victim’s screams turned hollow. Another described an Ian whose grin wasn’t mischievous but monstrous, spreading unease that curdled into hysteria. A Stepbrother who didn’t cut with precision but with cruelty, tearing trust apart until groups turned on themselves. And me—twisted into something worse. A “center” that didn’t hold, but consumed, drawing people into a false rhythm only to let them fall into chaos.

Handsome with a pointed nose,a sea blue eye ball and a dark hair which was styled backward,his looks were enough to make any woman melt before him but his cold looks and condition would make one have a second thought about him. He has everything a woman would want but he is in a wheelchair,a condition he wasn't born with but the condition life threw him in. He met with an unfortunate fate which took the life of his parents and made him paralyzed on a wheelchair when he was just ten. From a lively and carefree boy,he became cold and insecure because he felt like a liability to others but when he discovered who was behind the death of his parents,he became ruthless and that gave him the streng

“Do you have something else for me to believe in?” ​“Woo Jin is not that smart to do that,” she countered, stepping further into the room. “Don’t you think someone else was involved?” ​“We both know who else could be involved.” Adrian stood up, shoving his hands into his pockets as he walked toward her. “Woo Jin, Dubois, and Dawson are the three major people after my life. Who do you think could be involved again, Carolina?” He stopped directly in front of her, his presence looming.

Just darkness all over you. Escape could never put an end to a battle, it will only hunt you again and again. So, I chose to finally face it. The battle that was plotted for me. Standing now, looking at everyone around me. With witches and werewolves, among us, I am the only half-blooded. Being different is a blessing and a curse, and they were part of my Twisted Fate.

Tessa POV "stay with me for 2 weeks, and i will offer you the deal you are here for, then you can leave freely or i will lock you here and you will never leave”. the words kept echoing on my head unstop. ‘ what have i gotten myself into’ ‘God no’ i stood there frozen ‘so I'm trapped’ ‘this wasn't the plan’ he is clearly threatening me, leave freely or be trapped forever. What does he really want? What happened to Harriet?, isn't she with him again?.

I screamed and I felt like someone else just screamed with me, I suddenly lost my energy. "You gave light to the lost heart, returned the lost life, and guided it. The purity of your love and faithfulness will shine like a star. You are the light given every day and night like the moon and the sun." I held Idris's hand tightly and laid my head on top of his head as my eyelids grew heavy and my sight dimmed. "Thank you so much" I whispered as my eyes closed.

with me. this strange man was really getting on my nerves and i didn’t know what to do about it. he truly believed i was something i wasn’t. “no, sir you must be the stupid one, because i don’t know how many times i have to tell you in order for it to get through that skull of yours, i’m not what you’re looking for i’m ordinary and human. there’s nothing special about me...it’s a waste of your time and funding. i’m not some creature found in children’s nightmares.”

“Work. Apparently, there is a stray asking for help.” --- Trigger Warning: This story is rated 18+. It contains descriptions of acts such as non-consensual sex, abuse, suicide, and other heavy negative emotional activity which some readers may find triggering. Please keep that in mind when moving forward with reading this story. Thank you! <3

His mother had given him instruction to clear out the loose end who had threaten to expose them if they don’t add to his pay. “You know one thing about weed, Josh?” Ryan said to the guard who shielded him with the umbrella. “No matter how you treat them, they are still unwanted” he added and started walking over to were Martin was. The sound of the water splashing as Ryan stepped on puddles notified Martin that someone was behind him. “The dead are unconscious of nothing; that’s a popular saying from the Jehovah’s Witnesses yunno” Ryan stated as he pulled out a cigarette from his pocket. He held it out and a guard lit it up for him.

“She loved you so much, that I regret what I did.” “But it was your job, right?” I said as I closed the piano. Faith scoffed. “My job? Sometimes I wonder what my actual job is,” Faith sighed, “Allorah used to tell me that maybe my job wasn’t to take lives, but to fix that corrupt soul into light, just like her.” “You where opposites, right?” I asked, intrigued. “Yes,” Faith said, looking over his shoulder and smiling. “She was the light, and I was the darkness. But… I really wasn’t darkness… that was you.”