Entwined Novel Novels & Stories

🌹 A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR 🌹 This is Book Two in the ‘Entangled’ series, and it continues the story after the events of Book One titled—Bound to the Mafia Lord. While you can read this book on its own, I strongly recommend reading Book One first for a clearer understanding of the characters, relationships, history, and events that have already taken place. There are several names and references throughout this book that were introduced in the previous story. But if you’ve decided to start here… welcome anyway. 🤭❤️

Not rushed. Not desperate. Just… real. Every unspoken emotion poured into it. My fingers curled into his shirt as I leaned closer, my heart racing uncontrollably. His hand found mine. Holding it. Grounding me. The world blurred. Time slowed. And in that moment— There was no past. No pain. No confusion. Just us.

“Then we resist. Together. Always together.” The twins moved closer, instincts flaring. Flame snapped outward, heat bending the void around them; frost spiraled in intricate patterns, delicate yet resilient. Their combined energy began to form a lattice again, weaving fire, ice, and the core of their bonds with Kael and Lyra into a pulsating, radiant network.

Fire and shadow exploded upward in twin spirals, wrapping around each other, braiding, tighter, hotter, until they fused into a single column of white-gold light that punched straight through the open ceiling and into the sky. The mark on my hip finished itself in a heartbeat: a perfect black crescent moon cradling a living flame. Thorne’s chest now bore the mirror image: a white flame cradling a crescent moon. The bond snapped into place (no longer a leash, but a bridge). I felt his heartbeat in my chest. He felt mine. We breathed together. And then the moon above us turned blood-red. The sanctum doors reappeared. Elowen stepped through, eyes wide.

he whispered him her ear. she opened her eyes and they met his. they had that glow she had missed. the glow she had longed for. lewis held her face concavely with both his hands like an egg, something precious. her heart started beating first, in her mind she was hoping he wasn't going for one of his asphyxiating kisses, the body wanted it though. it was now a battle of superiority between the two distinctive components of self. "from now on" he said his guess fixed on her, "i promise to try and never make you cry again"

on the wall were actually beads of water that had condensed on the rock. Em was already walking briskly through the cavern. "Wait!" He called. But she didn't stop. His confusion was turning to anger. " Em, what is this all about? Did you steal those books? She just kept walking. He followed her through the cavern, into a narrow tunnel, then into a smaller chamber. This one is was full of multicolored stalactites and stalagmites. It was brightly lit by a light source that Jacquard could not see. Strangely, man stood in the middle of the room. Jacquard did a double take.

Over and over again. But Gabriel simply sighs against my skin and places a gentle kiss against the pulse on my neck. “Forever will have to wait, little lamb,” he says, then sits back and gives me a sheepish smile. “Call me old-fashioned, but I want our Entwining to be more than a means in which to heal me.” I lean forward and wrap my arms around his neck, breathing him in and feeling a tear slip down my cheek. He holds me close and I can feel his heartbeat racing at the same tempo as mine, realizing we were both so close to our forever.

Chapter 51 Dennis POV Cassandra snuck closer to as I wrapped my arm around her waist. Her belly felt incredibly soft and I had come to love it. She was asleep yet her entire body enticed me. Her scent engulfed my senses triggering the primal desires I had been holding in, to let her have a good sleep. Last night, I felt really overwhelmed with her talking about leaving. I didn't want her to leave at any cost. And having close made me feel extremely happy and calm.

He could feel his arms and legs twisting and turning without his permission leaving him to nothing but a helpless scream. The pain deepened on his left leg. He screamed, holding on to his left leg trying to stop the pain but it was useless. His eyes widened as he stared at his hand placed on his leg. His nails were growing at an unbelievable speed and he could see hair fast covering his hands. “Arrrrrgggghhhhhhhhhh,” he yelled as he felt the burn around his whole body again. Twisting on the floor, raised his hands to see all his nails now replaced with claws and hair fast spreading not only to his hands but to his arms.

A profound, almost ethereal calm had settled over her features, a stark contrast to the fierce resilience she displayed to the rest of the academy. I knew, with a certainty that was almost painful, that I shouldn’t have been watching them like this. It was a transgression, an intrusion into a moment of pure, unguarded intimacy. But I couldn’t, for the life of me, turn away. Something deep and unyielding tightened in my chest, a cold, clenching sensation, as Elowen leaned closer into his embrace, resting her cheek against the solid warmth of his heart. She, who truly belonged to none of them, and yet, they treated her as if she had been meticulously carved from their very ribs, as if she were