Entangled Novel Novels & Stories

And why am I suddenly feeling nauseous? Closing the door behind him, he analyses my apartment starting with the hydrangeas, to the yellow wallpaper, to the abundance of antiques. I use the chance to look at what's inside the bag. It looks like a box, black and shiny. I take it out of the bag and hold it up. It's beautiful. It's heavy and feels handmade, with some fancy gold embroidery on the top cover. I open it up and I have to stifle a gasp that threatens to leave my mouth. The most beautiful wrapped chocolates, all in different colours and shapes: gold, silver, green, red. "Thanks, Tristan."

The night had taken on a strange quality, as if the air itself carried whispers of secrets too old to be spoken aloud. Annabel stood in the garden, gazing at the table adorned with trinkets meant for guests to admire and take as mementos. Her fingers hovered over a bracelet made of silver and lined with tiny, delicate runes. It was simple yet conplex, catching the light in a way that made it seem almost alive. Without thinking, she picked it up. The moment her fingers closed around it, the world seemed to shift. The cool night air grew heavy, and her vision blurred as an intense wave of dizziness washed over her. Images flooded her mind, fragmented and disjointed at first but quickly taking

Azazel asked. “She's the main character in this season. It's a regency romance series gotten from the novel. I like her a lot because...” She paused and continued her words inside her mind. 'Because I can relate with her in a way. She had secretly loved Colin for so long but he never saw her as more than his friend. Her self consciousness and how she was always laughed at by the society. I can relate with her on that basis of not being noticed at a first glance. The judgemental faces already casting their aspersions on you.' Rose smiled as the film began while munching on her popcorn and sipping her beer. Beer had become one of her favourite drinks with time all thanks to her friendly husban

Sure it had something to do with business. "How have you been?" I directed the question to Bryan. Something flickered in his eyes for a moment. It seemed the question had made him recollect himself. Bryan and I might share something unique in common, but we weren't exactly alike. I liked women, he knew it. And with Isla, everything was changing in such a pace that I couldn't believe. It was unlike what I had ever felt for anyone. It wasn't just a random feeling, it felt like my heart had been tied to hers—Entangled. That was why despite how wrong I felt it was to be fucking Mason and Olivia's little princess, it still felt so right and so fucking good.

For a moment, I was just Lisa—no titles, no commands, no lingering eyes burning into my skin. Nick parked by the curb, his arm stretching across the back of my seat as he turned to face me. “Still want to check out that bookstore?” I nodded, smiling. “Definitely.” We walked together, side by side. Not quite touching, but close enough for his warmth to seep through. I could feel him looking at me every now and then, but he didn’t say much until we reached the old bookstore nestled between two flower shops. The bell above the door jingled as we stepped inside, and the scent of aged paper and ink embraced me like an old friend. I wandered between the shelves, fingers grazing titles I didn’t kno

Lisa PoV Even though Nessa has been a part of me since I was born, she'd only manifested recently – no thanks to Axel – and it felt weird to share my body with an entirely new being. For the longest time, I'd always felt alone, now that I have a companion, it took a while to adjust to the new development. I didn't even know how it worked. Was she living inside of me? I often wondered. And if that's the case, how can a wolf fit inside me?

|ELENA’S POV| After waiting for so long for the power-hungry crown prince of Orion to get off my father’s property, I crawled back into the house using the same dog hole that I used the first time I crawled into the mansion, but I met the mansion in a deserted state, and not a single soul was left in that mansion.

He was about closing the book when he glanced at Elora and picked up his pen to write “Perhaps, you must have come into my life as more than a maid, did the universe open our paths so we can meet on this lonely street? Suddenly, it is not dark or lonely anymore because you are here to hold my hand, you are a light!, Elora” Jaqen muttered as he put it down in the book and closed the book

Sanvika changed angles and took him in through her lips. They stumbled back into the restaurant… Entangled hands and legs…. Just frantically kissing. Vivaan grabbed her lifted her up and pressed her to the wall. Sanvika closed her legs around him. She kissed him with passion. Vivaan kissed down to her neck and down to her cleavage. Sanvika’s fingers entangled in his hair as her head fell back in pleasure. She bit onto her lips.

The events that followed after the lunch were so catastrophic, they played right into Casey and Ava’s plan. Casey was a married man, and the bigger point was that Klaire was a married woman, and yet, it seemed like some people just didn’t care, only worried about getting their hands on something- someone they wanted. Obsession. And it was dangerous. Casey was actually rethinking his plan because of how nuts Andrew was.