Entangled Synonym Novels & Stories

“It’s because we’re not just individuals anymore. We’re… connected in a way magic can’t easily define.” Mirra nodded. “Connected isn’t the right word.” “Entangled,” Ronan corrected. Selene’s breath caught. “That’s worse,” she whispered. “Accurate, though,” he said darkly. Mirra knelt beside Selene, her presence steady but trembling at the edges. “When you feel angry, I feel it. When Ronan feels afraid, we feel it.” “Afraid?” Ronan bristled. Mirra’s expression didn’t change. “Yes.”

“Resonance… I’ve seen this before. My father used to talk about it. And Leona too. They were obsessed with quantum entanglement.” Eva looked confused. “Quantum entanglement? You mean… like physics?” Lucian nodded. “Yes. It’s when two things are connected, no matter how far apart they are. If you change one, the other reacts instantly. No wires. No internet. Just pure connection.” Eva’s heart skipped a beat. “So they’re not just using the internet anymore? They’ve made a way to talk to each other… that we can’t even track?”

Gloss POV The morning light slanted through the penthouse windows, cutting across the living room in sharp lines that illuminated every speck of dust floating in the air. I sat on the edge of the sofa, tablet in hand, eyes scanning the new notification flashing in the corner of the screen. The system had updated. Again. > Emotional entanglement detected. Missions will now reflect mutual dependence. I blinked. Re-read it. Blinked again. My fingers hovered over the tablet, trembling slightly. Emotional entanglement? Mutual dependence? What the hell did that even mean? My chest tightened, a cold wave of panic creeping up my spine.

Elion said. "How?" "You have to die of a broken heart. Like in the romance novels." "That is medically improbable." "It is poetic." "I do not do poetry. I do physics." "Then find a physics way to follow me." Cale thought about it. He looked at the sky. "Entanglement," Cale said. "What?" "Quantum entanglement," Cale said. "Two particles, linked across space and time. If one changes state... the other changes instantly. No matter the distance."

she asked. Logan ignored her question and turned around to face me. Looking into his eyes again, I found myself swaying on my feet as though an invisible network of strings was tugging at different parts of my body for fun. I nearly gasped from the sheer feeling of comfort I had just standing in the wake of his gaze. I could only imagine it was what it meant to be mated to a supernatural being, to be inexplicably drawn to them with very little willpower to resist. I could hear a voice swirl in the background of my subconscious. One word was all I heard— mate. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice soft and reassuring as his eyes searched my eyes.

“If investors are worried I’m distracted, we turn this into an advantage. A controlled narrative. A calculated engagement—something that shows stability and commitment. A relationship that isn’t a liability but an asset.” Emily was silent for a moment before she chuckled. “You’re serious?” “When have I ever not been?” Damien replied coolly. “Do you think Ava will agree?” Damien smirked. “She won’t have much of a choice.” The assistant sighed. "Okay, sir, but if you plan to proceed with this, we must handle it cautiously." A fleeting romance is one matter, but getting engaged? That’s a whole different level.” Damien leaned forward, his mind already strategizing. “Then let’s make it believable

“We have since been trapped in that weird space.” She nodded in understanding. Their marriage was buried in many contracts, contracts that may border on their companies, their wealth. It was going to take a big hit if they began to untangle. Her face fell, her blue eyes grew sad. The thought that there may never be a chance for them... “Are you okay, Scarr?” She nodded vigorously and shut her eyes, fighting back the stray tears that threatened to flow down her cheeks. “Yes.” He held her gaze for a moment, as if he didn’t trust her answer. “I do have a question of my own I wanted to ask you for the longest time now, if you don’t mind?”

I had him so close that I felt my sanity slipping through my fingers; I was losing track and sensibility. I wanted to jump on him —although I was already almost on top of him— and devour him, and not just with kisses. His cologne was stronger and more intoxicating now; before, it was mixed with alcohol and smoke, but now —despite the smell of marijuana— I was so close to him that I hoped my hair would carry his scent. "Are you going to slash my motorcycle?" His fingers tingled against my hand on the other side of his hip, and he pulled me damn close to him —"Have the guts to touch my bike..."

"Same thing I asked myself." "Something big is at play here."

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.