Novel & Cerita A Twisted Love Story

Nothing! "I love you, Isabella," Sharon said desperately. "You are my only sister. I never meant to treat you badly. Isabella laughed loudly, sarcastically repeating what Sharon had just said. "You love me," her voice was full of contempt. "If you did, you would have left my life as soon as you learnt who Davis was. But you had to keep your secret, so look where we are now." Sharon replied, her hands shaking. "Please, Isabella; do not let this destroy us. I will do all it takes to make things right. Tell me exactly what you need from me.

“I know this will be hard for you, but this is the sacrifice I have to make for the pack’s wellbeing. I know it’s not fair to you.” My jaw dropped. “Of course it’s not fair! How can you just turn it all off? How could you act like you don’t care for me?” I was devastated. I could feel my heart breaking in my chest. “I can’t just turn my feelings for you off but this is different. Once she becomes my mate, it will be only her I love. That’s how this pack magic works.” I had absolutely no choice in this. The choice was made. The plans were set. He was leaving me. He didn’t even look sorry, regretful, or hurt that he was forced to leave me. “Are you going to tell her about us?”

Could she rewrite her twisted fate? She didn’t know— But as she stared out the window into the stormy night, She swore she would try. No matter what it cost her.

he muttered suddenly twirling me around and pulling me back in to his arms again. "Business? Is this the kind of business every American man deals with or is this the kind of business somebody like my father would deal with?" I know it sounded super confusing but he didn't seem to be confused by it, which is all i wanted. "I'm sure you can figure that out on your own, you seem like a clever girl Savanna" He didn't leave me a second to even comprehend his words because as soon as he finished, he took my hand and spun me around, after two twirls he pulled me back in to his arms completely catching me off guard. His hands were now on my back, holding me in place in front of him; I could feel hi

"I know you were just a mere pawn of someone who wants to mess up with me. Lucia Tan? As far as I know, you were one of those who raped her at the bar the night she pushed the drugs, am I right?" Suddenly the man's pale mouth trembled. His eyes became unsettled. Perhaps he was trying to think of how he could escape Ares' grip on his wrist that wouldn't bleeding because a card had cut a vein. "I don't know what you're talking about!" Although he has a big bulky body, he still can't match Ares's firm grip. "You see the man right there?" Ares pointed to the guy he had killed before. "He's a good guy." After saying those words, Ares used the card to slit his face. Blood came rushing down on his

“I love the way you say my name,” Axel whispers against my neck. His breath is hot against my skin. “Axel,” I repeat. His name sounds like melted butter in my mouth. Sensual, seductive, wild. This is wrong. This is all wrong. I took a vow to commit to my husband. The first twin. Why the hell am I breaking that vow with the second, wilder twin? The wrong twin. The one that would surely ruin my life.

In her place was a woman who had survived, grown, and learned that love was never about possession, control, or fear. We had gone from enemies to toxic lovers, from betrayal to heartbreak, from escape to cautious reunion, and finally, to a love that was safe, respectful, and enduring. We had learned that love could be messy and painful—but worth every step if both hearts were willing to grow. As I looked at him—my husband, my partner, the father of my children—I smiled and whispered, more to myself than to him: This time, it’s real. This time, it’s ours.

“Your lover got you in this mess, if i remember correctly… from what you told me that night, could you still refer to someone like that as someone you fell in love with?” My heart sank. I wanted to come up with an excuse for Henry. But i knew- no matter what i say, Alex was right. He was the cause of the mess i was in. Well not entirely, if that would make me feel better. “And the plan?” I asked, changing the topic. I was already getting tired of having to hear his POV about my life. My hands were now trembling. We were finally going to talk about the contract marriage.

The Dawsons and the Morettis had hated each other for years, every single being in italy knows that. The idea of a marriage between them seemed impossible. Yet there it was. Mr Dawson sat silently in the sitting room, staring blankly at the television.The news kept replaying the same images over and over again. Carolina's and Adrian's name, which was now a single name. The Moretti couple. His fingers slowly curled into fists, his mind was a mess, he had expected Carolina to rebel, he had expected her to cry, scream, beg, refuse. But he had never imagined she would go as far as marrying Adrian Moretti, his enemy. The man he hated more than anyone, the man who wouldn't blink an eye before putt

I've been fucked since the first time I'd laid eyes on her. After her speech ended,someone helped her down the podium and they kissed, fervently. At that moment,it was as if something flickered inside my head. What the actual fuck! I take back what I said that she deserved someone else. There's no way I'll allow my Sophia be with anyone else. It suddenly didn't matter if I was fucked-up. It didn't matter if I've got a twisted past. I could make her stay with me, willingly. Women loves material things.