Books With Twists

When her parents were killed and she was turned into a vampire, Ellis Nakai's life changed forever. Now she's stuck repeating High School, and she thought nothing would change again. Until she meets Skye, a werewolf and Young Alpha of the Wind Valley pack - and her mate. There's just one snag - werewolves and vampires are mortal enemies. | Book 1 of the SRWW Trilogy |

When I was rejected by my own mate, I almost got killed. I managed to escape, and a man claimed me as his Luna. He, who had just met me, became my mate with a contract on offer.

Myra Kapoor, a very kind-hearted twenty-two years old girl, who has just graduated from college. She lost her father a few years ago and her mother lost her mental health, who is admitted to the hospital. She was living in Delhi with her uncle and aunt, who paid the medical fees of her mother's treatment. They treat her as the maid of the house. As if life hadn't jerked enough from her, she was replaced in the place of her cousin sister Raima to marry the billionaire Austin Black, who is the father of a five-year kid. She was threatened by her uncle and aunt to marry Austin. There was no option for her, if she denies, what about her mother? Austin Black, AB in the business world. A heartthrob king, who has achieved a lot of fame and controversies at the age of twenty-six. An egoistic hunk, who asked to marry the daughter of the Kapoor family only to take her possession so his sister, Natalie Black can live a happy life with Aarjav Kapoor. Nobody knows about his five years old son. He is the most stunning bachelor of New York City. But he has a son, how? Myra was arranged as the bride of Austin, she was hoping for a lovely romance in her life, a prince charming but unfortunately, she is getting married to a guy, who is the father of a five years kid and he already told her that she will be his pretended wife until Natalie sets out in her life with Aarjav. She is a mere asylum object for him for an unlimited period. Join the journey of Austin Black and Myra Kapoor... Will their marriage be ended up? What is Austin's secret?

Completed just editing- Despite my family being betrayed by people they thought they knew, despite being told I should be careful with my trust. I gave it to freely and trusted the wrong wolf. He says he has his reasons but won't share what they are. He may have thought he was weakening me or trapping me but I am only stronger and more free. I have only known one way of doing things until I met her. I was raised a very certain way, with very certain rules and character traits to keep my pack strong. I was raised to seek revenge on those that took everything from me. What happens when I begin to question everything I have known and see another way things can be done. What happens when I am to late to be who she needs me to be. ***Disclaimer: This book will have sexual content and possible triggers for some individuals.

Our third wedding anniversary was coming up, but my wife, a programmer at a major tech company, suddenly claimed she had to work overtime to meet deadlines. She said she couldn't go on the trip we'd planned. That very afternoon, however, her intern posted a video on social media. My wife—the same woman who normally wouldn't even open a door for fear of chipping her manicure—was holding a screwdriver, repairing an old flip phone. The caption read: [Having a programmer wife is the best. Even when Grandma's phone breaks, we don't need to pay for repairs.] I chuckled, liked the post, and commented: [Right up her alley.] Within minutes, the company group chat exploded. There were over ninety-nine unread messages speculating on when I'd finally snap. Not long after, my wife called. Her voice was ice-cold. "What was that comment supposed to mean? How is Shawn supposed to face anyone at work now? "His grandma's phone broke, so I fixed it. What's the problem? Your parents have always spoiled you. You can't possibly understand real hardship. "Delete the comment. I'll make it up to you over the New Year; we can take that trip then." The New Year? I'd already waited through two other major public holidays. I'd even taken special leave for this trip, and she still bailed. Now she was dangling empty promises again? I hung up on her. My leave ended around the same time as our divorce cooling-off period.

Zayn Ulrich and I have dated for seven years. However, when he's prosecuted and sent to prison, I leave him without hesitation. I turn to his best friend instead. Now, Zayn is out of prison. He rises from the ashes and uses every means possible to force me into marrying him. Everyone says he truly loves me, but no one knows the truth. Every night after our wedding, he brings different women into our bed, not even sparing my own sister. This is his punishment for my so-called betrayal. What he doesn't know is that I risked my life to clear his name—I willingly walked into a mafia hideout and traded one kidney and half my liver for the key evidence that saved him. Unfortunately, my time is running out.

I fail my mission and jump off a building to restart the game. Then, I become a billionaire and am rewarded with a handsome young man as soon as the game starts!

My boyfriend of eight years secretly plans the grand wedding I've always dreamed of. Just as I'm overwhelmed with joy, he sends me to a landslide zone to replace his true love. Turns out, the entire wedding is for her. Heartbroken, I walk away. But just as I enter the experimental site, a second landslide hits. At the wedding, he finally panics when news breaks that I've gone missing.

In the tenth year of my marriage to a genius pianist, I came down with a strange illness. A month ago, my husband missed my birthday party to care for his ailing sister-in-law. Night after night, I had waited for him to return home. But that night I forgot to wait at all and went to bed early. Half a month ago, he attended an important performance with his sister-in-law. I had always been petty and prone to jealousy, yet this time I didn't get angry. I simply went home in silence. Three days ago, I fell seriously ill with a burning fever. My husband rushed back from out of town in a panic—but only to tend to his sister-in-law, whose hand had been scalded. When we ran into each other at the hospital, I was strangely calm. I, who used to be fiercely jealous, felt nothing at all. I forgot the promise we had made to grow old together. I even forgot how he once fretted over me for days when I'd scraped a bit of skin. It wasn't until he said he wanted to bring his sister-in-law home and take care of her for the rest of his life that I—my memories riddled with holes—summoned the system at last. "I want to go home."

On the day of my wedding gown fitting, a stranger burst into the VIP suite and stabbed me with a knife. “You think you deserve a dress this expensive after stealing someone else’s man?” She tore at the delicate fabric of my skirt. Then, with a twisted smile, she hurled a bottle of acid at me. The blade was buried in my lower abdomen. The pain drove me to my knees. She grabbed my hair and yanked my head up. “Gerald’s my husband! What are you? You’re nothing but a mistress who can’t even be seen with him in public!” Blood dripped down my fingers. That was when it finally sank in. The man I had been with for seven years had been keeping another woman by his side. “What’re you staring at? Even if I kill you, with my husband’s influence, no one will dare touch me!” Staring at her smug face, I pulled out my phone with hands slicked in blood and called my brother. “Matt…” My voice was unnervingly calm. “Come pick me up at the bridal shop. And please inform the Hoover family that the engagement is off.”