Romans & histoires Books Similar To Twisted Series

*Welcome to Exploit, book 2 of the step brother series! You have now entered into the sequel, where things will start to take a dramatic twist. This portion is a bit of a slow burner so please, buckle up your seatbelt and please stay along for the ride. For my twisted readers… I promise it’ll be worth it.* ~ Trigger Warning~ This portion of the book is for mature audiences only. This book is about an abusive relationship. Mentally, and physically. I really wanted to make the reader feel as though they are Amber and experience this with her while being able to see all sides of things.

Maybe that is the reason why I have no problem in communicating even if I don’t talk to people much. ‘This Time I Will Not Love You' This novel sounds so hurting. I think I won’t be interested in this since I have no love life or whatsoever. ‘To The World I Wish…’ ‘Reckoning Love…’ ‘Mystery Caller' ‘Untold Secrets…’ ‘Unfolding Secrets…’ JUST WHY THE HELL DOES IT SOUNDS SO SPOOKY?!?!? “Alright let’s look for other books to read...” I tried to calm myself just to not let me feel the spookiness in the titles of the books I saw. A very interesting book caught my attention. Unlike the others, it was… handwritten.

Was that how he had so much power? My head was beginning to pound from all the surprises of today and I just wanted to wake up back in my dreary cell room with its thin mattress. "There's something familiar about her," he said. Roman stiffened behind me and it suddenly struck me that his front was pressed so close to my back. Uncle Elliot snapped his fingers, "There's a slight resemblance between her and my late niece." So he had ruled me off as being dead? I wasn't surprised. The evil bastard would have had me killed too if he thought I was a threat. Instead he had used his connections to toss me into a federal prison to rot.

"What is it, Mom?” Mary watched Davis and wrinkled her brow. "I thought there was a little resemblance between Ethan and Davis when I first saw them together." The words hung there like a thunderclap. Sharon stiffened while her pulse surged. Davis turned from the window, his face unreadable. "And I had pondered why the little resemblance, but you people stated it happened most times, that it may just be a coincidence, when my instinct tells me something it doesn't lie. Look where we are right now." Mary nodded.

Bernard closed the gap. “I will put you through the process practically. I know I have told you everything you need to do”, Damien nodded positively. “Excuse me, I’ll be back with my tools”. I was left alone with Damien. He took off his facecap and I could see it clearly. I was wrong. He had the face of a fierce hit man like Torillio’s; I preferred hanging around cute men. Damien was a turn off for me; “Lie on the bed please”. I did as he requested, he moved closer to examine me.

His thrusts grеw morе еrratic, morе frеnziеd, еach onе a sеaring brand lashing across hеr sеnsеs. Sarah tееtеrеd on thе еdgе of thе abyss, еvеry fibеr of hеr bеing coilеd taut in brеathlеss anticipation of thе rеlеasе that dancеd maddеningly just out of rеach. Shе nееdеd it, cravеd it with a hungеr so primal it dеfiеd rationality.

Luckily, my words didn’t sound too slurred. He smiled and turned to the bartender… who amazingly enough came right over. Everyone who had been waiting for a drink looked over, jealous. The girls kept looking at the guy holding my hand. There was something about him that made him impossible not to look at. If I hadn’t grown up around werewolves I would probably be staring at him too. Werewolves have this amazing ability to attract all the attention around them when they wanted it, and the older, more experienced ones could blend in like they were invisible if they needed to too.

She felt like she'd been punched in the gut, her breath knocked out of her. The sound of police sirens in the distance only added to her dizziness, the wailing growing louder with each passing second. She didn't know what made her head spin: if it was the loss of blood from Marcus's brutal grip, the sound of the police siren's car approaching, or the fact that the man she once loved had just told her she had killed his brother.

I even added a love diagram on top of it. I threw the book on the ground as I sighed. I feel like I am going insane. I thought about tomorrow and I can't help but think of them watching the fireworks as they kiss passionately. They are even walking down the pathway of the night street as they hold hands. Oh God! I am insane. Insane or not, I need to stop them from going tomorrow and it's all because I know Hilary is a witch, that's all. I have a long nose right now.

Hello, once again dear readers! This book is the second in the Solstice Tribrid series, so if you haven’t read Ice Princess: The Winter Solstice Tribrid please read it before starting this book. This book, like my others, will explore a BDSM dynamic between the main characters. In my world we don't "yuck" someone else's "yum". If kink/BDSM isn't your thing, then you may not want to read. This book will contain triggers such as: