A Twisted Love Story Novelas e Histórias

he whispers in my ear. Every ounce of energy I had, drained from my body completely. He bends and kisses my neck."Perfect" he says and I feel my entire body relax into his, like a magnetic pull. His hand stroked my neck and I closed my eyes feeling myself melt further into his hold. His lips followed his hand, trailing kisses. His strong arm wrapped around my waist pulling me into him again. My head fell back onto his shoulder. I could feel his hard length pressed into the base of my back. Oh my Goddess. Like I was being controlled by desire only, I found myself pressing back into him. Desire, Lust and confusion, making my head spin. The air in the room shifted and I opened my eyes. He was g

We’d talk late into the night, sipping bourbon by the fireplace, like two men trying to understand life before it ended. One night, after a few too many drinks, I asked him, “You ever been in love?” He smiled like he’d seen a ghost. “I think I have.” I laughed. “Good. Don’t lose it. Ever. I lost mine. And I’ve never recovered.” He leaned closer, genuinely curious. “What happened?” I stared into the fire. “She was. everything. Wild and soft. Brave and complicated. We made vows, blood ones.” My voice cracked. “I let her go because I was a coward in a world built on control. But I never stopped dreaming about her. Every damn night. I see her eyes.”

No other man had ever been able to flutter desire in her before him and Aria would be a fool to not sate her physical needs when she had such a hot husband at her service. Aleksandr raised his brows in surprise when she threw her arms around his neck and looked into his eyes while a corner of her lip stretched into a smirk. "No, I am not the same Cold-hearted Princess anymore, Aleksandr. You have turned my coldness into a hot burning fire of something dangerous and twisted." "Dangerous and Twisted what, Tigritsa?" He asked, resting his hand on her forearm. "You said it already. Dangerous and Twisted Love. And now it's the start of our very dangerous and twisted love story." She pulled him cl

After taking the powers, Emelda had been filled with rage, and just like her grandmother, she had wanted to avenge her mother’s death. But then, all that changed when her mother’s ghost had appeared to her. Her mother had told her to allow the universe to take its course and that is what Emelda had done. She had let go of the vengeance. But then, she hadn’t expected that she was going to start to develop feelings for any of the twins, talk more of to fall in love. LOVE? Emelda hadn’t known it until the words crossed her heart, she was in love with Lucius.

Infelicitous love story. ***************

I had to. The man who had destroyed my father, who had forced me into this twisted game, couldn’t just be someone I allowed myself to feel something for. His words echoed in my mind—I love you. But how could I trust those words? He had lied to me before, manipulated me. The man who claimed to love me was the same one who had built an empire on the backs of people like my family.

She spent her life thinking about what it felt like to be in love. She craved a love so deep that the ocean would be jealous. And she had that. Finally. But she found love with someone who was toxic. Not only for her, but for everyone around her. She was constantly fighting a battle between who to choose, her family, or her lover. But she chose Jason always. As they spent their night in lust and love, they both believed it to be the best night of their life however for one it was the start of complete and utter confusion.

She begins to cry and beg," Please! Let me go! My family is not rich! It's my wedding day, today.... sic.... my... my... groom is waiting for me at the wedding hall. Please!!! Let me go!!! I will give you all the money I have.... but please.... let me go..." The men didn't seem to pay attention to her wailing and took out a syringe from the dashboard. He filled it with a sedative and then, injected it into that girl's body. As she understood what has happened, she being to shout and call for help but nobody came. The driver didn't even try to stop her from shouting and calling for help. He didn't utter a single word. Soon, she lost consciousness and fell into sleep as the Wrangler proceeds t

“That was your mistake, not mine. Trust is for fools, Emilia. And you were the biggest fool of all.” Emilia felt her heart shatter into a thousand pieces as she grabbed the divorce papers from Jason's hand. It wasn't just her heart breaking. It was everything she believed in. Love, friendship, trust. All of it was lies. Her fingers were trembling so badly that she could barely hold the pen. But she signed her name at the bottom of each page. “Good girl,” Jason said, taking the papers back. “Now get out of my house.” “Your house?” Emilia looked up at him. “My parents bought this house. They—”

Bone-chilling, dark, austral long nights will replace the whole sunny, bright mood in a blink of eye. I arise from my chair, totally prepared to see the unusual things that are surrounding the house that gives this negative feeling to me. That’s when I see the piece of paper on the kitchen counter that is pressed under the mug. It’s a letter. Brian, Last night was the happiest and also the saddest night of my life. Happiest because the man I fell in love with confessed his feelings to me, and I felt like the luckiest woman on the planet. Worst because the man who said to love me doesn’t have faith in me at all. He judges everything in his life with his past shadows, including me, and that ma